Post by Kit on Aug 16, 2007 21:02:49 GMT -5
&&Andreii;;
Curse:
Andreii
Winters:
3
Gender:
Fea
Breed:
Timber Wolf
Pack:
Wandering
Rank:
Loner
Mirror Image:
Andreii has a brown pelt that mixes over her spine and down her mask, covering over her golden eyes in a circle and narrows below them, and covers the tip of her nose. Her golden eyes of beauty show her mood, if you look deep enough.
Around her shoulder blades a belt of dirty white wraps around, and spreads onto her under belly and to her neck. The dirty white covers over the rest of her body, except for the rest of the top of her back and the top of her tail.
This golden eyed beauty has a very small mask, and frame. Her legs are more muscular but much different from a brute's, so she is able to run pretty fast, but fighting her weakness. With a high sense of hearing like most wolves, along with her keen smell. Her eyes are weaker though, but she feels that smell and hearing are all she really needs, so she doesn't let her eye sight bring her down. But do not mistake her for a blurry or very poor vision, neither blind.
Personality:
Andreii has a casual, normal personality, some ups some downs; no one is perfect.
She tends to get moody every once in a while, and you don't want to get in her way when she is determined or annoyed. This wolf will snap, though others tend to take over her and control her for her size. She never won a battle nor lost, because she knows she would lose so she tries to avoid fighting. But her senses make her great at hunting, and when she gets a whiff of something she likes, you can't stop her. Even with her not as good eyesight, she always gets what she wants. Well not always, but.....
Andreii is a great friend to everyone, because like I said she wants to avoid any fights. She is most often in a cheerful mood which she hopes to bring a smile to everyone. Andreii is obsessed with cheering up others, she heard that maybe she took kind and others take advantage of her.
All that has Passed:
Growing up as a pup, Andreii was always kept with the babysitter, whom she learned most of her skills from. The babysitter, Kamie was like a mother to Andreii, or a sister. They were inseparable, and always stood side-by-side.
One day humans raided her pack's territory and she and some other pups were captured after they tranquilized some of the wolves that went after them, so the pups were left vulnerable. They spent a year with the humans, being studied. Then one day the humans let them venture back to the wild to run free and play with the other wolves or whatever the humans wanted.
She never did find her pack again, so she began her journey and life as a loner. Wandering, just hoping to find a new pack.
Skills:
Hunting
Babysitting/ Care taker
Role Playing Type:
(One of my posts from a dog strays site)
A hidden creature walked among the park's grounds.
Hiding behind anything possible. Trash cans, run down stands, cars, plants, etc. It searched through the trash which it hid behind.
But the creature was not just an it, or a creature. But a dog named Fallyn, meaning Leader, he always felt confident and was kind to others. Until fate ripped him from his dreams, abandoned. Disowned. Left to die. Left to search til death came to him. Fate became something cruel to him, and he left those dreams to rot in the world.
He watched as the humans crowded the park, swinging around, screaming, and everything else normal at an amusement park. But he despised these creatures, they were like the grim reapers of his life. But he once cared for them, until a dreaded day came. His history made no sense to him. Why did they leave him? Didn't they love Fallyn? Why? Fallyn had so many unanswered , but there was no answer.
When fate tore him apart, it was a Rainy April day. To be exact it was April 18, 2005. Thunder struck the gray painted sky, and shook the clouds around. He thought he was going on a normal adventure with the family like he did every month. But instead it became a nightmare. They took him out into the front part of the woods, and told him to sit. Leaving him only food to last a day, he sat lonely, in the cold rain and stormy sky. Alone, heartbroken, and every other sad feeling. Fallyn watched as they drove off. Not knowing what he did to deserve this.
That day brought anguish to him, and he never loved anyone from then on. He hated every human, every living thing, so he often got in fights with others. Sometimes in defeat . Sometimes victorious. But there was never a prize to what he was fighting for. Nothing to stand up for and live for.Fallyn was just a lonely canine who wandered the streets helplessly forever. Just like his owners must have wanted.
Fallyn knocked down one of the trash cans, hoping no one would notice. And of course the occupied humans continued there jobs and continued to have fun, not noticing Fallyn. He stuffed his little head inside and grabbed some food, mostly sweets, then he found some hot dogs and hamburgers in the very back. But it wasn't enough. As he reached in once more a worker came to pick up the trash can, and he scattered. Fallyn didn't want the humans to take him again, just to break his heart even more. That would kill him inside, but that's what humans did, they kept pets for a long time, then dump them or put them in a pound. Luck animals get to stay until they die, but some humans let their pets get sick, and put them to sleep. Fallyn didn't want any of that to happen, for he was fine out on the streets.
Code Word: cake
Curse:
Andreii
Winters:
3
Gender:
Fea
Breed:
Timber Wolf
Pack:
Wandering
Rank:
Loner
Mirror Image:
Andreii has a brown pelt that mixes over her spine and down her mask, covering over her golden eyes in a circle and narrows below them, and covers the tip of her nose. Her golden eyes of beauty show her mood, if you look deep enough.
Around her shoulder blades a belt of dirty white wraps around, and spreads onto her under belly and to her neck. The dirty white covers over the rest of her body, except for the rest of the top of her back and the top of her tail.
This golden eyed beauty has a very small mask, and frame. Her legs are more muscular but much different from a brute's, so she is able to run pretty fast, but fighting her weakness. With a high sense of hearing like most wolves, along with her keen smell. Her eyes are weaker though, but she feels that smell and hearing are all she really needs, so she doesn't let her eye sight bring her down. But do not mistake her for a blurry or very poor vision, neither blind.
Personality:
Andreii has a casual, normal personality, some ups some downs; no one is perfect.
She tends to get moody every once in a while, and you don't want to get in her way when she is determined or annoyed. This wolf will snap, though others tend to take over her and control her for her size. She never won a battle nor lost, because she knows she would lose so she tries to avoid fighting. But her senses make her great at hunting, and when she gets a whiff of something she likes, you can't stop her. Even with her not as good eyesight, she always gets what she wants. Well not always, but.....
Andreii is a great friend to everyone, because like I said she wants to avoid any fights. She is most often in a cheerful mood which she hopes to bring a smile to everyone. Andreii is obsessed with cheering up others, she heard that maybe she took kind and others take advantage of her.
All that has Passed:
Growing up as a pup, Andreii was always kept with the babysitter, whom she learned most of her skills from. The babysitter, Kamie was like a mother to Andreii, or a sister. They were inseparable, and always stood side-by-side.
One day humans raided her pack's territory and she and some other pups were captured after they tranquilized some of the wolves that went after them, so the pups were left vulnerable. They spent a year with the humans, being studied. Then one day the humans let them venture back to the wild to run free and play with the other wolves or whatever the humans wanted.
She never did find her pack again, so she began her journey and life as a loner. Wandering, just hoping to find a new pack.
Skills:
Hunting
Babysitting/ Care taker
Role Playing Type:
(One of my posts from a dog strays site)
A hidden creature walked among the park's grounds.
Hiding behind anything possible. Trash cans, run down stands, cars, plants, etc. It searched through the trash which it hid behind.
But the creature was not just an it, or a creature. But a dog named Fallyn, meaning Leader, he always felt confident and was kind to others. Until fate ripped him from his dreams, abandoned. Disowned. Left to die. Left to search til death came to him. Fate became something cruel to him, and he left those dreams to rot in the world.
He watched as the humans crowded the park, swinging around, screaming, and everything else normal at an amusement park. But he despised these creatures, they were like the grim reapers of his life. But he once cared for them, until a dreaded day came. His history made no sense to him. Why did they leave him? Didn't they love Fallyn? Why? Fallyn had so many unanswered , but there was no answer.
When fate tore him apart, it was a Rainy April day. To be exact it was April 18, 2005. Thunder struck the gray painted sky, and shook the clouds around. He thought he was going on a normal adventure with the family like he did every month. But instead it became a nightmare. They took him out into the front part of the woods, and told him to sit. Leaving him only food to last a day, he sat lonely, in the cold rain and stormy sky. Alone, heartbroken, and every other sad feeling. Fallyn watched as they drove off. Not knowing what he did to deserve this.
That day brought anguish to him, and he never loved anyone from then on. He hated every human, every living thing, so he often got in fights with others. Sometimes in defeat . Sometimes victorious. But there was never a prize to what he was fighting for. Nothing to stand up for and live for.Fallyn was just a lonely canine who wandered the streets helplessly forever. Just like his owners must have wanted.
Fallyn knocked down one of the trash cans, hoping no one would notice. And of course the occupied humans continued there jobs and continued to have fun, not noticing Fallyn. He stuffed his little head inside and grabbed some food, mostly sweets, then he found some hot dogs and hamburgers in the very back. But it wasn't enough. As he reached in once more a worker came to pick up the trash can, and he scattered. Fallyn didn't want the humans to take him again, just to break his heart even more. That would kill him inside, but that's what humans did, they kept pets for a long time, then dump them or put them in a pound. Luck animals get to stay until they die, but some humans let their pets get sick, and put them to sleep. Fallyn didn't want any of that to happen, for he was fine out on the streets.
Code Word: cake
