Post by Constantine on Jul 10, 2009 12:40:02 GMT -5
Name: Baylation or Bay for short
Gender: Female
Age: 4
Height: 3'5 at the shoulder
Species: Wolf
Pack: Thoth
Rank: Alpha
Alliance: Neutral but leans toward light
Physical Appearance: Baylation is a sleek gray she-wolf with a darker gray face mask and dark gray legs. She has rich amber eyes and a notch in her left ear. She is quick on her feet and very sure footed.
Personality: Baylation is a very spunky wolf. She can be fun and care free but won't let any wolf push her around or take advantage of her. In her youth she was always off in her own little world and rather naive about many things. But as is the case with most wolves, as she grew, she became aware a wise about many things in the world. She is a quick thinker in desperate situations and can rally wolves when there is need. She is confident in herself and her abilities but not to the point of foolishness.
History: (Optional)
Crush: None
Mate: Sarn, but she has left him.
Pups: Kaiden and Ukiah (I will possibly put one up for adoption)
Other Kin: Desoto (brother) Kasha (sister)
Picture: (optional)
Other:
Role Play Sample:
The sunrise did not instill the same feelings in Baylation as it had back at the seaside. It was beautiful, yes, but it was merely colors played across the sky. Something about the way the filtered rays of light danced on the waking surface of the ocean. The colors were just not as impressive. She turned her amber eyes from the display before her and continued her way towards the looming mountain. She had caught the faint scent of another wolf carried on the light breeze that ruffled her fur.
The she-wolf's journey had taken much of her vibrancy. Her gray pelt was dull and tattered. She was looking rather thin and there was no bounce in her step. But she pushed on now with more hope then she had had in some time. The idea she had formed in her head was that this individual would be the leader of some pack or at least that they would join her. She sniffed again to find that her target had moved. This neither excited or frightened her.
She heard the sound of water which comforted her greatly. With only a few more steps she heard a voice. It was a low rumble, making it obvious it was a male. She slowed her pace to a mosey. She didn't want to startle them. She saw two wolves in the distant. One was sitting submissively and was looking rather ragged. The other stood and was very sturdily built. She stopped short of being seen by either, waiting for the right moment to show herself.
Gender: Female
Age: 4
Height: 3'5 at the shoulder
Species: Wolf
Pack: Thoth
Rank: Alpha
Alliance: Neutral but leans toward light
Physical Appearance: Baylation is a sleek gray she-wolf with a darker gray face mask and dark gray legs. She has rich amber eyes and a notch in her left ear. She is quick on her feet and very sure footed.
Personality: Baylation is a very spunky wolf. She can be fun and care free but won't let any wolf push her around or take advantage of her. In her youth she was always off in her own little world and rather naive about many things. But as is the case with most wolves, as she grew, she became aware a wise about many things in the world. She is a quick thinker in desperate situations and can rally wolves when there is need. She is confident in herself and her abilities but not to the point of foolishness.
History: (Optional)
Crush: None
Mate: Sarn, but she has left him.
Pups: Kaiden and Ukiah (I will possibly put one up for adoption)
Other Kin: Desoto (brother) Kasha (sister)
Picture: (optional)
Other:
Role Play Sample:
The sunrise did not instill the same feelings in Baylation as it had back at the seaside. It was beautiful, yes, but it was merely colors played across the sky. Something about the way the filtered rays of light danced on the waking surface of the ocean. The colors were just not as impressive. She turned her amber eyes from the display before her and continued her way towards the looming mountain. She had caught the faint scent of another wolf carried on the light breeze that ruffled her fur.
The she-wolf's journey had taken much of her vibrancy. Her gray pelt was dull and tattered. She was looking rather thin and there was no bounce in her step. But she pushed on now with more hope then she had had in some time. The idea she had formed in her head was that this individual would be the leader of some pack or at least that they would join her. She sniffed again to find that her target had moved. This neither excited or frightened her.
She heard the sound of water which comforted her greatly. With only a few more steps she heard a voice. It was a low rumble, making it obvious it was a male. She slowed her pace to a mosey. She didn't want to startle them. She saw two wolves in the distant. One was sitting submissively and was looking rather ragged. The other stood and was very sturdily built. She stopped short of being seen by either, waiting for the right moment to show herself.
