Post by Wooden Manikin on Aug 12, 2006 0:26:25 GMT -5
[x]Name: Two
[x]Gender: Male
[x]Age: 6
[x]Breed: Gray Wolf
[x]Alignment: Test Subject
[x]Sin/Virtue: Envy and Hope
[x]Rank: None
[x]Appearance: Two may be a bit tall, but apparently is more lanky then being muscle, Two having the look of a weak child then anything which goes along with his hopeless personality. The poor pup tends to hide in dark places so the lighter hue of his fur isn't evident. There is a mask of brown/black mixture, curling above his eye then aiming to carefully slope underneath, the top of his maw made of a dull and similar shade. A bit of a white-ish color is along the inward curve of his eye, like an eyebrow perhaps but holds a dull shade mixed to appear almost beige-like. They're bits of bright white fur along the side of his maw, blending into the mixture of shades of black and brown whiskers or rather the outward curl of his fur. His thin figure made up of his stomach and his chest as well his neck made of a lining of black but within the lines is a light brown, similar to the white-ish area along his maw, but dotted with brown. The darkly lined eyes made of a golden shade holds an oddity of sorts for his left eye is a slit-like pupil. The expression often reflecting from his features is fear, it is even more obvious with his cat-like eye that seems in shock or perhaps people can assume he is somehow related to one, although it isn't true of course, is it? Well, in any manner, tall for his age and thin which makes him appear weak, he's one to probably die before the rest.
[x]Picture: img139.imageshack.us/img139/296/graywolf5256xm3.jpg
[x]Personality: Apparently childish, he cares to be happy when he feels comfortable with someone, apparently giddy. Most consider him a pup cause of this, not a fellow wolf but a pup. This part of him often reflect curiosity when he feels protected, so he often wanders and grows distant and question-like which is absolutely annoying when he has a lot but the expression he tends to keep asking for forgiveness tends to make him loveable. He loves affection and mother-like figure usually causes him to be loyal-er then the rest. The tendency to be playful grows with being familiar with him. When he's familiar with someone he may actually play well, and although he does like other animals he tends to have fun with chasing rather then hunting. He often scares off the meal before he can get it, he dislikes to kill which is bad for him but he's forced to so he does it anyway but only to things that are small because Two fears easily. Taking to pursuing someone he finds when he is lonely, another annoying thing about him so he often clings to someone for protection. Its not because he's weak its because its part of his personality, maybe his history had something to do with it but he can't remember much of it anyway. The only time this pup is quiet is when he's distracted with thinking, the expression aloofness that makes him appear wise and he does tend to surprise people but he's just often questioning things without an answer and adding question after question.
Rarely does Two get angry, he gets fearful more like it, he submits to anyone who is powerful and commanding. The pup likes to hide and watch rather then participate in a fight; actually he'd prefer to run or roll onto his back and submit while trembling at this point. He begs for mercy, the poor thing is timid and shy to strangers and apologizes for mistakes that might not even be his mistake at all. The trait that is most great of him is his loyalty; no matter the betrayal when he trusts you and is loyal to you he'll always do what he can to help. Two often gets sad to, when he feels depressed but he also often brings back the optimistic and fearful part of him which is klutzy do to his exhilarated mind exaggerating someone's strength.
[x]History:[x]
Two was taken away from his mother at a crucial age and a rather interrupting age, he was to become a test subject and this was long ago and arriving at Venial he hasn't remembered but he was used as a subject but these tests weren't common and rather harming to the poor pup's health. There were fights, the tests were illegal and he was within them as scientists marked off things, he often envied the other fighters and was proud once he killed one of the fighters her admired, a horrible situation he didn’t realize. They were tests after all, how would he know, he grew up within the cages and white walls. The win had won him experiments in senses where he was often treated with a maze where he needed to find his food and to avoid traps. That caused a lot of trouble, it caused him to die.
The pup has explored stretch from stretch most of the land and knows almost everything, if you want his help he'd probably be a great tour guide and chief, although he doesn't cook. Two is like a map although he doesn't agree with being here, Two seems to crave something more then this, so he often tries to find a way out. There's something wrong, he knows it because he can't find anything more but more and more land, it scares him and causes panic in him more and more. Two doesn't like being alone.
[x]Lineage: Unknown
[x]Mate: None
[x]Pack: None
[x]Siblings: None
[x]Offspring: None
[x]Other Relations: None
[x]Abilities/Powers:
- Illusionist
- Healer
The small creature was a sniffling rabbit; it seemed to have noticed something lifting its white head, and gazing about lowered its head back to the floor to nibble on some weed while truly lurking behind a bush of some vegetation was a wolf looking out with an eagerness that proved to be as playful as usual. Two had many attempts in catching the same rabbit but he had failed each and everyone at this point but this time his thoughts stated otherwise, like every time.
The golden gaze idle and he shuffled forward, and then shuffled back, crouching he pressed weight against his paws and waited adrenaline rushing through his body. An excited bark escaped his lips as he leaped forward, tail wagging and ears upright in joy and the rabbit caught on like usual, the creature leaping off and Two bound off after it, matching the rabbit's leap but weaving through the land with much more distance. He seemed more likely to be frolicking with his expression, and he dove under and jumped side to side.
The best played a trick or two, turning into a different area Two ran faster, onward as the wind combed fingers through his fur and his golden eyes shined with obliviousness. Already he was loosing air but he was almost there, he was panting and skidding to a stop, he swung himself to turned, claws digging into the earth and then he caught sight of the rabbit, very still and watching him with it's amber gaze. Then a loud bang erupted from the sky, causing him to jump with a surprised yelp, he bowed his head quickly and then lifted it to look around, wondering what the sound had been and looking up a drop of water dripped into his eyes and loud whine emitted from his throat and he shook his head trying to get it out with his eyes shut.
It began to pour, rain taking a form and the colliding had become its liquid-like form and the thunder boomed and lightning flashed, he yelped a second time and quickly ran kicking dirt up, incidentally slamming his head into a tree as well. The affect was dizzying and painful, a louder cry of pain had escaped his lip, and he opened his eyes to look at what he hit, a tree, and having collided had been push back to sit, quickly standing took caution by backing away from the harmful tree.
The rabbit had went off without him, safe in her burrow, and he looked fearful now, turning his head side to side he sat back down, far from the tree therefore allowing the pouring rain to wet him, which was not so horrible when the water didn't get in his eyes but it was better that the tree didn't hit him again, right? His head lifted, his ears flattened and his tail was tucked underneath him, touching his stomach and a whimper was the first to escape his lips. There were several whimpers before he gave a sharp barked and then a long and mournful howl escaped as he threw back his head, his stomach hurt, and with silence as he panted it made things even more depressing, he had stopped and looked around to find nothing, he idly crept, dragging forward slightly on his haunches then stood, tail brushing his side. Pushing forward again, he ran, and pushed his limbs farther, later found a better tree to lie under. He shook his body dry, and reluctantly lay down alone near the trunk, large roots making a pit for him to lay himself in.
His ears perked for a response to his call, an extinctive reaction, he rested his head above his paws and tried to as well to curl up but that was difficult do to the fact he wanted his paws as pillows so Two simply gave up on the idea and stared out into the rain, the blurred images causing the throb in his forehead to increase and gave another small whimper, his body trembling and already shaking from the breaths he still needed to take, he was calling for someone, someone, someone, please. Yet those whimpers made him tired, he had been panting and drinking in the rain water that way to the tree, it made him feel slightly sick since he was hungry but it didn’t matter, he was dazing off to sleep in the lullaby of the thunderous rain, cold and alone.
He didn't want to be alone...but then again what difference did it make, this place...was just--odd.
[x]Gender: Male
[x]Age: 6
[x]Breed: Gray Wolf
[x]Alignment: Test Subject
[x]Sin/Virtue: Envy and Hope
[x]Rank: None
[x]Appearance: Two may be a bit tall, but apparently is more lanky then being muscle, Two having the look of a weak child then anything which goes along with his hopeless personality. The poor pup tends to hide in dark places so the lighter hue of his fur isn't evident. There is a mask of brown/black mixture, curling above his eye then aiming to carefully slope underneath, the top of his maw made of a dull and similar shade. A bit of a white-ish color is along the inward curve of his eye, like an eyebrow perhaps but holds a dull shade mixed to appear almost beige-like. They're bits of bright white fur along the side of his maw, blending into the mixture of shades of black and brown whiskers or rather the outward curl of his fur. His thin figure made up of his stomach and his chest as well his neck made of a lining of black but within the lines is a light brown, similar to the white-ish area along his maw, but dotted with brown. The darkly lined eyes made of a golden shade holds an oddity of sorts for his left eye is a slit-like pupil. The expression often reflecting from his features is fear, it is even more obvious with his cat-like eye that seems in shock or perhaps people can assume he is somehow related to one, although it isn't true of course, is it? Well, in any manner, tall for his age and thin which makes him appear weak, he's one to probably die before the rest.
[x]Picture: img139.imageshack.us/img139/296/graywolf5256xm3.jpg
[x]Personality: Apparently childish, he cares to be happy when he feels comfortable with someone, apparently giddy. Most consider him a pup cause of this, not a fellow wolf but a pup. This part of him often reflect curiosity when he feels protected, so he often wanders and grows distant and question-like which is absolutely annoying when he has a lot but the expression he tends to keep asking for forgiveness tends to make him loveable. He loves affection and mother-like figure usually causes him to be loyal-er then the rest. The tendency to be playful grows with being familiar with him. When he's familiar with someone he may actually play well, and although he does like other animals he tends to have fun with chasing rather then hunting. He often scares off the meal before he can get it, he dislikes to kill which is bad for him but he's forced to so he does it anyway but only to things that are small because Two fears easily. Taking to pursuing someone he finds when he is lonely, another annoying thing about him so he often clings to someone for protection. Its not because he's weak its because its part of his personality, maybe his history had something to do with it but he can't remember much of it anyway. The only time this pup is quiet is when he's distracted with thinking, the expression aloofness that makes him appear wise and he does tend to surprise people but he's just often questioning things without an answer and adding question after question.
Rarely does Two get angry, he gets fearful more like it, he submits to anyone who is powerful and commanding. The pup likes to hide and watch rather then participate in a fight; actually he'd prefer to run or roll onto his back and submit while trembling at this point. He begs for mercy, the poor thing is timid and shy to strangers and apologizes for mistakes that might not even be his mistake at all. The trait that is most great of him is his loyalty; no matter the betrayal when he trusts you and is loyal to you he'll always do what he can to help. Two often gets sad to, when he feels depressed but he also often brings back the optimistic and fearful part of him which is klutzy do to his exhilarated mind exaggerating someone's strength.
[x]History:[x]
Two was taken away from his mother at a crucial age and a rather interrupting age, he was to become a test subject and this was long ago and arriving at Venial he hasn't remembered but he was used as a subject but these tests weren't common and rather harming to the poor pup's health. There were fights, the tests were illegal and he was within them as scientists marked off things, he often envied the other fighters and was proud once he killed one of the fighters her admired, a horrible situation he didn’t realize. They were tests after all, how would he know, he grew up within the cages and white walls. The win had won him experiments in senses where he was often treated with a maze where he needed to find his food and to avoid traps. That caused a lot of trouble, it caused him to die.
The pup has explored stretch from stretch most of the land and knows almost everything, if you want his help he'd probably be a great tour guide and chief, although he doesn't cook. Two is like a map although he doesn't agree with being here, Two seems to crave something more then this, so he often tries to find a way out. There's something wrong, he knows it because he can't find anything more but more and more land, it scares him and causes panic in him more and more. Two doesn't like being alone.
[x]Lineage: Unknown
[x]Mate: None
[x]Pack: None
[x]Siblings: None
[x]Offspring: None
[x]Other Relations: None
[x]Abilities/Powers:
- Illusionist
- Healer
The small creature was a sniffling rabbit; it seemed to have noticed something lifting its white head, and gazing about lowered its head back to the floor to nibble on some weed while truly lurking behind a bush of some vegetation was a wolf looking out with an eagerness that proved to be as playful as usual. Two had many attempts in catching the same rabbit but he had failed each and everyone at this point but this time his thoughts stated otherwise, like every time.
The golden gaze idle and he shuffled forward, and then shuffled back, crouching he pressed weight against his paws and waited adrenaline rushing through his body. An excited bark escaped his lips as he leaped forward, tail wagging and ears upright in joy and the rabbit caught on like usual, the creature leaping off and Two bound off after it, matching the rabbit's leap but weaving through the land with much more distance. He seemed more likely to be frolicking with his expression, and he dove under and jumped side to side.
The best played a trick or two, turning into a different area Two ran faster, onward as the wind combed fingers through his fur and his golden eyes shined with obliviousness. Already he was loosing air but he was almost there, he was panting and skidding to a stop, he swung himself to turned, claws digging into the earth and then he caught sight of the rabbit, very still and watching him with it's amber gaze. Then a loud bang erupted from the sky, causing him to jump with a surprised yelp, he bowed his head quickly and then lifted it to look around, wondering what the sound had been and looking up a drop of water dripped into his eyes and loud whine emitted from his throat and he shook his head trying to get it out with his eyes shut.
It began to pour, rain taking a form and the colliding had become its liquid-like form and the thunder boomed and lightning flashed, he yelped a second time and quickly ran kicking dirt up, incidentally slamming his head into a tree as well. The affect was dizzying and painful, a louder cry of pain had escaped his lip, and he opened his eyes to look at what he hit, a tree, and having collided had been push back to sit, quickly standing took caution by backing away from the harmful tree.
The rabbit had went off without him, safe in her burrow, and he looked fearful now, turning his head side to side he sat back down, far from the tree therefore allowing the pouring rain to wet him, which was not so horrible when the water didn't get in his eyes but it was better that the tree didn't hit him again, right? His head lifted, his ears flattened and his tail was tucked underneath him, touching his stomach and a whimper was the first to escape his lips. There were several whimpers before he gave a sharp barked and then a long and mournful howl escaped as he threw back his head, his stomach hurt, and with silence as he panted it made things even more depressing, he had stopped and looked around to find nothing, he idly crept, dragging forward slightly on his haunches then stood, tail brushing his side. Pushing forward again, he ran, and pushed his limbs farther, later found a better tree to lie under. He shook his body dry, and reluctantly lay down alone near the trunk, large roots making a pit for him to lay himself in.
His ears perked for a response to his call, an extinctive reaction, he rested his head above his paws and tried to as well to curl up but that was difficult do to the fact he wanted his paws as pillows so Two simply gave up on the idea and stared out into the rain, the blurred images causing the throb in his forehead to increase and gave another small whimper, his body trembling and already shaking from the breaths he still needed to take, he was calling for someone, someone, someone, please. Yet those whimpers made him tired, he had been panting and drinking in the rain water that way to the tree, it made him feel slightly sick since he was hungry but it didn’t matter, he was dazing off to sleep in the lullaby of the thunderous rain, cold and alone.
He didn't want to be alone...but then again what difference did it make, this place...was just--odd.