Post by aislingfalling on Oct 8, 2007 21:31:46 GMT -5
Name:Zhen
Age: 2 years (human wise)
Gender: Female
Breed: Timber
Pack:none
Rank:none
Description: Fluffy pelt, black in color with a white chest and amber eyes
Personality: She is a gentle soul but will not hesitate to be firm if need be. She will kill if the situation demands it though she would prefer to avoid fighting and killing all together.
History: Zhen lived with a small pack in her puppy years. Her pack lived near humans and they mostly scavenged from the humans because the humans had scared away the prey by the time Zhen was born. Growing up she never really grew used to the humans as her litter siblings did. On day though when Zhen was a year old, the humans turned on the wolves and hunted them down, killing all but Zhen. She had gone exploring, but when she heard the cries she knew what had happened. Running from that place, she lived by herself, teaching herself how to hunt and fight. Eventually she found Zasta and began to hope.
Other Information:uh...none that i can think of.
Roleplay Example: (this will be during the time she is by herself) As the sun began to rise from the land, birds began to sing their songs and the mist began to clear from the forest. Under one of the giant trees that made up the forest a black shaped was curled up among its roots. Raising its head, the wolf blinked as the coming sunlight shone in her eyes. Standing up, Zhen stretched her back and shook of the dew that had settled on her fur. Looking around, she tested the air around her and picked up the faint smell of deer. Zhen was surprised at the smell, deer were rare and for her it was rarer still that she was in the same area at the same time they were.
Shaking of they last of sleep, sniffed out the deer's location. "Maybe I can actually get one this time," She thought to herself, "I think I've improved loads since my last encounter with them." After pinpointing their location, Zhen began to move at a steady trot through the undergrowth of the forest.
Age: 2 years (human wise)
Gender: Female
Breed: Timber
Pack:none
Rank:none
Description: Fluffy pelt, black in color with a white chest and amber eyes
Personality: She is a gentle soul but will not hesitate to be firm if need be. She will kill if the situation demands it though she would prefer to avoid fighting and killing all together.
History: Zhen lived with a small pack in her puppy years. Her pack lived near humans and they mostly scavenged from the humans because the humans had scared away the prey by the time Zhen was born. Growing up she never really grew used to the humans as her litter siblings did. On day though when Zhen was a year old, the humans turned on the wolves and hunted them down, killing all but Zhen. She had gone exploring, but when she heard the cries she knew what had happened. Running from that place, she lived by herself, teaching herself how to hunt and fight. Eventually she found Zasta and began to hope.
Other Information:uh...none that i can think of.
Roleplay Example: (this will be during the time she is by herself) As the sun began to rise from the land, birds began to sing their songs and the mist began to clear from the forest. Under one of the giant trees that made up the forest a black shaped was curled up among its roots. Raising its head, the wolf blinked as the coming sunlight shone in her eyes. Standing up, Zhen stretched her back and shook of the dew that had settled on her fur. Looking around, she tested the air around her and picked up the faint smell of deer. Zhen was surprised at the smell, deer were rare and for her it was rarer still that she was in the same area at the same time they were.
Shaking of they last of sleep, sniffed out the deer's location. "Maybe I can actually get one this time," She thought to herself, "I think I've improved loads since my last encounter with them." After pinpointing their location, Zhen began to move at a steady trot through the undergrowth of the forest.