Post by Prowl on Jan 7, 2009 16:29:45 GMT -5
Name: Prowl
Gender: Male
Age: 7 years
Alliance: Undecided
Breed: Wolf
Blood: (eternal (very rare), Demon-Blood, Angel-Blood, Half-Blood, or Mixed.)
::You may only use Blood if you won the auditions.::
Location: Wolf Realm
Appearance: Prowl has a dark grey coat with lighter shades mixed in. He has a muscular build and long legs, which he uses to run far and fast. He has a large muzzle with a strong jaw, that are perfect for hunting. He has pointed ears that can hear well.
Personality: Prowl is fairly shy. He doesn't really talk to anyone else. He keeps everything in, because he doesn't want anyone to take advantage of him. Nobody really knows what side he's on. He is smart though. He has a great mind for plans and tricks. That's how he's stayed alive thus far.
History: Prowl grew up in the forest. He lived with his family for several years, before his parents were killed by hunters along with his siblings. He was the only one to survive. He doesn't hate humans for what they did, but he won't be too quick to help them either.
Auditioning Post: Prowl crept through the forest. He glanced around at the eerie fog that had rolled in through the dead trees. While it may be winter (do the wolves call the seasons the same things we do?) it wasn't really snowing. He could feel the cold hard ground underneath his paws. Such a strange place, he realized. He continued onward, fluffing up his fur against the cold. Even though there wasn't snow, it was still freezing. He came up to an area that was covered in fog. He took a step and heard a swift crack! Instinctively pulling his paw back, he realized where he was. He was on the edge of a lake that was covered in ice. That was close he thought. He skirted the edge of the frozen lake, still searching for others like him. He'd been alone for far too long, and yearned for company.
Gender: Male
Age: 7 years
Alliance: Undecided
Breed: Wolf
Blood: (eternal (very rare), Demon-Blood, Angel-Blood, Half-Blood, or Mixed.)
::You may only use Blood if you won the auditions.::
Location: Wolf Realm
Appearance: Prowl has a dark grey coat with lighter shades mixed in. He has a muscular build and long legs, which he uses to run far and fast. He has a large muzzle with a strong jaw, that are perfect for hunting. He has pointed ears that can hear well.
Personality: Prowl is fairly shy. He doesn't really talk to anyone else. He keeps everything in, because he doesn't want anyone to take advantage of him. Nobody really knows what side he's on. He is smart though. He has a great mind for plans and tricks. That's how he's stayed alive thus far.
History: Prowl grew up in the forest. He lived with his family for several years, before his parents were killed by hunters along with his siblings. He was the only one to survive. He doesn't hate humans for what they did, but he won't be too quick to help them either.
Auditioning Post: Prowl crept through the forest. He glanced around at the eerie fog that had rolled in through the dead trees. While it may be winter (do the wolves call the seasons the same things we do?) it wasn't really snowing. He could feel the cold hard ground underneath his paws. Such a strange place, he realized. He continued onward, fluffing up his fur against the cold. Even though there wasn't snow, it was still freezing. He came up to an area that was covered in fog. He took a step and heard a swift crack! Instinctively pulling his paw back, he realized where he was. He was on the edge of a lake that was covered in ice. That was close he thought. He skirted the edge of the frozen lake, still searching for others like him. He'd been alone for far too long, and yearned for company.