Post by Kiya on Jun 21, 2008 22:12:16 GMT -5
Name: That would be Cher. It's pronounced "Shair"
Gender: A shewolf, of course.
Age: I around three years of age.
Season of Birth: Autumn, when the moon was waning for the second time.
Coloring: I'm brown with a lighter shade underneath.
Markings: The normal wolf markings, of couse.
Special Features: My ears are slightly torn from an incident in the Western Forest involving a bear.
Eye Color: Green.
Ancestry: Both my mother and father were wolves.
Bio: My mother lived on the outskirts of a human farm and was accustomed to occasionally killing and eating the human's cows. A few years after all the humans disappeared from the lands, she met my father, and had my litter not long afterwards. But the cows slowly died off when their pature lands became completely deprived of grass and edible things. So my mother went hungry. One day she got up and left in search of food. My litter and I knew that she wouldn't return. And so I ran away in search of food. I survived on small game, and for that I am now an excellent hunter.
Mate: No one... but looking.
Pups: Maybe someday.
Gender: A shewolf, of course.
Age: I around three years of age.
Season of Birth: Autumn, when the moon was waning for the second time.
Coloring: I'm brown with a lighter shade underneath.
Markings: The normal wolf markings, of couse.
Special Features: My ears are slightly torn from an incident in the Western Forest involving a bear.
Eye Color: Green.
Ancestry: Both my mother and father were wolves.
Bio: My mother lived on the outskirts of a human farm and was accustomed to occasionally killing and eating the human's cows. A few years after all the humans disappeared from the lands, she met my father, and had my litter not long afterwards. But the cows slowly died off when their pature lands became completely deprived of grass and edible things. So my mother went hungry. One day she got up and left in search of food. My litter and I knew that she wouldn't return. And so I ran away in search of food. I survived on small game, and for that I am now an excellent hunter.
Mate: No one... but looking.
Pups: Maybe someday.
