Post by Lyterayz on Feb 17, 2010 18:09:22 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]STAND TALL, HEAD AND SHOULDERS DOWN[/glow]
FULL NAME: Lyall, Tolemn
NICKNAME: Tole
SEX: Male
AGE:3 and a Half years
SPECIES: Wolf
TYPE: Timber Wolf
RANK:Rogue
POWER:Tolemn's power is Telepathy; he can read the minds of other wolves, and communicate with other wolves mentally. This power is restricted, though. He can only read the minds of, and communicate mentally, with wolves that are within 20 yards of him.
[glow=red,2,300]YOUR EGO'S BEEN PLAYING GAMES WITH YOUR HEAD.[/glow]
PERSONALITY: Tolemn is a determined wolf; he loves to get what he wants. He sets his mind to one goal, and works towards that one goal. He rarely ever changes his mind, and it is nearly impossible to get him to do so. He is an experienced fighter, and can hold his own well. Though he is a good fighter, he doesn't exactly love to do it. If something can be solved by talking things through, he would much rather take that route.
Tole has other sides though, than his defense of fighting sides. He is capable of exteme compassion and kindness, and especially mercy, something that is rarely seen in his parts. Even though he has been through much hardship, and has had his trust broken many times, he still strives to see the best in others.
HISTORY: Tolemn was born with one sister with a sparkling white pelt, Sashay, to a small, kind family. He had both his parents, his father Ulf, and his mother Tamara. It was a hard life, even at the best of times. There was never enough food, and Tolemn's stomach was never full. His parents did their best to get by, and Tolemn respected them for that. But it wasn't enough to keep his sister, Sashay, from starving to death. She had been to weak to surive the rough land of the loners, where only the strong survive. Even so, Tolemn missed her dearly. She had been his only companion.
After her death, though, there was a little more food for Tolemn to eat, now that she was no longer there to have her own share. With more nutrition, Tole grew to be even larger than both his mother and his father. His mother had been a very small wolf, 25 inches tall and weighing in at 80 pounds. His father had only been a little large, at 30 inches tall and 90 pounds. He was a few inches taller, 34 inches, and only a few pounds heavier than his father, 95 pounds. He could tell his father feared him because of this, even though he would never hurt his mother or his father; he loved them. They were his family.
But that didn't stop his father from chasing him far away from them after Tole turned a little over a year old. Even though he was able to take care of himself, it was very hard for him at first. It was extremely hard for one wolf to hunt, atleast his father had his mother to help him. Tole was all alone, barely surviving. But he got by, got to where he is today. He is never full, but he does OK. He has set a goal in mind, one that will help him live better. He plans on joining a pack, if he can ever get to one and convince their leader to let him join.
[glow=red,2,300]YOU'RE NOT THE MASTERMIND.[/glow]
SIRE: Ulf
DAM: Tamara
KIN:
OTHER:
[glow=red,2,300]I AM THE PRODUCT OF MY OWN DESIGN.[/glow]
HEY THERE! MY NAME IS: Lyterayz
MY OTHER CHARACTERS ARE: Ayame-Aquene pack.
HERE'S MY ROLEPLAY SAMPLE: This is not my first wolf.
