Post by Feather on Oct 30, 2007 20:33:39 GMT -5
Meaning "eagle wolf"; French.
Name: Amoux
Gender: Male
Clan: Seeking out his own territory
Rank: Leader
Age: Young male; Approx. 3 years
Breed/Species: Siberian husky; 1/4 wolf
Short Description: Blazing, keen, firey eyes. Tans, carmels, and blacks mixed into a various patterned pelt. Strangely lanky and thin.
Appearance: A shape similar to a majestic eagle's foot marks his forehead in an unusual pattern. Three individual talons are clear, sharp and dangerous in their own way. The stripe up his forehead remains dark, yet lighter sections depart and cover his forehead.
His most remarkable feature is his eyes. Firey pits dance around and blaze in this lively young male's soul just as his ancestors before him. The are also very keen, he can see deep into the darkness, past icey reflection. For this vision, his earing isn't the sharpest, and considered fairly weak.
Wolf heritage is only apparent in his structure. From looking at him, you can tell that he was born into this lifestyle, but from two seperate sides of the universe. The wild, and the pampered. His claws are sharp, like most dogs, but do not have that sickening fresh pierce to them. Nor his teeth, which are long, but fairly dull.
His body structure is muscluar and well curved, giving him a handsome look. His legs are the length of his body, while chest bulky to an average scale. Always, he keeps that bone thin coat, another strong wolf trait. Thin, and resourceful. He only keeps on that needed fat, then the rest of the kill is stored for later, when again needed.
Personality: Just as most mischievious pups, Amoux was very naughty and a bit too curious for his own good. The rest of his pack hoped it was just one of those youth stages, but when it turned out to be a strong trait, he was off on his own at an early age.
This turned him into a very serious male. Resposiblity was also relized and preformed in the ages he was supposed to be leading how to hunt. Not supporting himself to the full extent already.
This also caused an unseen ambition. Born as a lesser, a natural leader was hard to keep in the shadows. This brought him to aggression, and the practicing manuvor of the death clench and so on. He spends most of his time training for combat, using the lives of trees as his unaware victims. Whoever you are, a dying tree with the marks of a bear attack is quite intimidating.
Just like he hopes to lead his pack, pranks are his keen skill. Whether tricking the innocent females away into the forest to force them, or drawing his enemies into a trap, even turning others againist one another, there is master trickery behind his cold soul. Many a time he has even mazed pups into an unsuspected death. Not from his own of course.
With females, Amoux is strangely sweet and romancing. He likes to earn their trust and companionship, commonly 6, 7, or older, even show them a thing or two he can do. This also usually means it is not required to really force them, though sometimes he will anyways.
In order to keep his pack blood strong, only the youthful are allowed. Once over a certain age, you are kicked out into the cold to join another pack or die. Sacrafice even. Occansionly, one or two pregnant doges are kept for his own pleasures. Slaves basically if the cop and attitude at him. They are treated with respect, but are mostly just his toys. If they wind up having pups, they are set off into the wilderness with their usless mothers. Other times, the older females are kept as nursery guards, while the mothers continue pack life.
History:
Amoux was born from a champion Siberian Husky pregnant dog that was one of the original abandoned dogs in this wasteland. She died during his birth, being well over eight years of age. She was also said to have had a strange relationship with a wolf, explaining him. Unlike the rest of his older siblings, he looked much like a wolf. Not only that, but he was gangly and horrid compared to his blue-blood kin. Not even his assumed "father" could bare to look at him. Soon, as guessed, they turned upon him for dislikes of his wolf-sly and blood-thirsty attitude. He was banned into the Alaskan wilderness at only five moons old. Being such a small age, it was either learn fast or perish as another unknown soul.
Along the days of growing up, Amoux aquired himself a few female for himself, though they all mysteriously died. This left him heartbroken, and protective of any future females that trigger his emotional appeal.
Now a young male, he seeks territory and a harem.
RP Sample:
see Section from "Nowhere, but Hell Remains
Name: Amoux
Gender: Male
Clan: Seeking out his own territory
Rank: Leader
Age: Young male; Approx. 3 years
Breed/Species: Siberian husky; 1/4 wolf
Short Description: Blazing, keen, firey eyes. Tans, carmels, and blacks mixed into a various patterned pelt. Strangely lanky and thin.
Appearance: A shape similar to a majestic eagle's foot marks his forehead in an unusual pattern. Three individual talons are clear, sharp and dangerous in their own way. The stripe up his forehead remains dark, yet lighter sections depart and cover his forehead.
His most remarkable feature is his eyes. Firey pits dance around and blaze in this lively young male's soul just as his ancestors before him. The are also very keen, he can see deep into the darkness, past icey reflection. For this vision, his earing isn't the sharpest, and considered fairly weak.
Wolf heritage is only apparent in his structure. From looking at him, you can tell that he was born into this lifestyle, but from two seperate sides of the universe. The wild, and the pampered. His claws are sharp, like most dogs, but do not have that sickening fresh pierce to them. Nor his teeth, which are long, but fairly dull.
His body structure is muscluar and well curved, giving him a handsome look. His legs are the length of his body, while chest bulky to an average scale. Always, he keeps that bone thin coat, another strong wolf trait. Thin, and resourceful. He only keeps on that needed fat, then the rest of the kill is stored for later, when again needed.
Personality: Just as most mischievious pups, Amoux was very naughty and a bit too curious for his own good. The rest of his pack hoped it was just one of those youth stages, but when it turned out to be a strong trait, he was off on his own at an early age.
This turned him into a very serious male. Resposiblity was also relized and preformed in the ages he was supposed to be leading how to hunt. Not supporting himself to the full extent already.
This also caused an unseen ambition. Born as a lesser, a natural leader was hard to keep in the shadows. This brought him to aggression, and the practicing manuvor of the death clench and so on. He spends most of his time training for combat, using the lives of trees as his unaware victims. Whoever you are, a dying tree with the marks of a bear attack is quite intimidating.
Just like he hopes to lead his pack, pranks are his keen skill. Whether tricking the innocent females away into the forest to force them, or drawing his enemies into a trap, even turning others againist one another, there is master trickery behind his cold soul. Many a time he has even mazed pups into an unsuspected death. Not from his own of course.
With females, Amoux is strangely sweet and romancing. He likes to earn their trust and companionship, commonly 6, 7, or older, even show them a thing or two he can do. This also usually means it is not required to really force them, though sometimes he will anyways.
In order to keep his pack blood strong, only the youthful are allowed. Once over a certain age, you are kicked out into the cold to join another pack or die. Sacrafice even. Occansionly, one or two pregnant doges are kept for his own pleasures. Slaves basically if the cop and attitude at him. They are treated with respect, but are mostly just his toys. If they wind up having pups, they are set off into the wilderness with their usless mothers. Other times, the older females are kept as nursery guards, while the mothers continue pack life.
History:
Amoux was born from a champion Siberian Husky pregnant dog that was one of the original abandoned dogs in this wasteland. She died during his birth, being well over eight years of age. She was also said to have had a strange relationship with a wolf, explaining him. Unlike the rest of his older siblings, he looked much like a wolf. Not only that, but he was gangly and horrid compared to his blue-blood kin. Not even his assumed "father" could bare to look at him. Soon, as guessed, they turned upon him for dislikes of his wolf-sly and blood-thirsty attitude. He was banned into the Alaskan wilderness at only five moons old. Being such a small age, it was either learn fast or perish as another unknown soul.
Along the days of growing up, Amoux aquired himself a few female for himself, though they all mysteriously died. This left him heartbroken, and protective of any future females that trigger his emotional appeal.
Now a young male, he seeks territory and a harem.
RP Sample:
see Section from "Nowhere, but Hell Remains