Post by StarBright on Feb 27, 2010 21:52:58 GMT -5
STAND TALL, HEAD AND SHOULDERS DOWN
THEY DON'T MAKE 'EM LIKE US ANYMORE
•Turat•
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YOUR WALLS OF PRIDE ARE ONLY FENCING YOU IN.
THEY DON'T MAKE 'EM LIKE US ANYMORE
•Turat•
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YOUR WALLS OF PRIDE ARE ONLY FENCING YOU IN.
NICKNAME: None
SEX: Female
AGE: Three and a half years
SPECIES: Wolf
TYPE: Artic Wolf
RANK:Rogue
POWER: Turat has the power to control the element of water. She can do anything with any water that she can see, but she can not pull it out of the air; it was to be a full body of water.[/font]
YOUR EGO'S BEEN PLAYING GAMES WITH YOUR HEAD.
PERSONALITY: At times, Turat can be a total sweetheart sometimes. She has her moments when she can be totally kind and understanding, and sometimes even merciful, which is something that can't always be found in a loner wolf, and isn't always a good thing. She doesn't kill when its not necessary, and the same goes for fighting.
But, she also has anger issues. She can get freaked out by the littlest things that happen. She can be having a decent conversation with somebody, and they could say something, and she could take their meaning for something totally opposite and think that they are insulting her, and freak out. This doesn't win her a lot of friends, but other than that, she is pretty normal. Whatever normal is.
HISTORY: Turat didn't have the most extraordinary of pasts. In fact, it was pretty boring, to say that nothing really insane happened. She knew both her parents, who were both also loners. Her parents were madly in love, and were practicaly inseperable. They slept together, hunted together, ate together. They did everything together. Turat saw them, and knew that she wanted a relationship like theirs someday. But she also longed to get out and see some of the world, and just be independent. So when she turned about a year old, and gathered some hunting skills, she left. Her mother offered to let her stay with them, so that she could have a couple of hunter partners, but Turat declined. So she set out on her own, just going whereever her paws led her.
Hunting was rough, especially at first, because she was a lone wolf and it was hard to bring down prey at time. But she got enough, atleast enough to get by just barely. She rarely longed to be back with her parents, but she did wish once in a while to have a mate to help her, or at the very least a friend. One day, she strayed into pack lands. She didn't know about the packs much at all, because her parents never said anything and she very rarely came across other wolves. She was chasing a deer, when she caught sight of another wolf: a handsome male. He didn't see her, so she followed him, wanting to know more about him. It was like love at first sight for her. She followed him, untill he saw her. He turned around, and she wagged her tail, thinking that he was going to greet her. But instead, he chased her barking and snapping, running her out of the territory. This caused her to be sad for several days, but she eventually got over it.
Once more she strayed onto pack lands, though this one was a different pack and this was several months later. Again she had been hunting, but this time she saw the whole pack, all of the wolves together. She stopped and stared, imagining a life with many friends, who would help eachother hunt. It didn't take her long to decide that this is what she wanted. She moved in to find the one who was in charge, but yet again found herself running from snapping teeth and claws. She decided that these wolves who were so quick to chase others away were not the kind that she wanted to be friends with, and did not again stray into pack lands, only hunting what she could find in the loner lands.
YOU'RE NOT THE MASTERMIND.
SIRE: Endle
DAM: Ceru
KIN: None
OTHER:
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I AM THE PRODUCT OF MY OWN DESIGN.
HEY THERE! MY NAME IS: StarBright
MY OTHER CHARACTERS ARE: None
HERE'S MY ROLEPLAY SAMPLE: (ONLY NEEDED FOR YOUR FIRST APPLICATION): Turat chased the deer, her eyes focused on the tan hide and the white tail. Suddenly, something caught her attention from the corner of her eye, and she turned her head. Another wolf! And a handsome male, at that. She stopped in her tracks and stared for a couple of minutes, before moving in a few steps... and then a few more. When he didn't notice her, she began following him, as he appeared to move in a decided path, marking his territory. As she moved closer, he appeared to catch her scent. He turned, and Turat sighed at his handsome face; he had beautiful eyes. She wagged her tail and smiled, and whined when he snarled. He darted at her, teeth bared, and she turned and ran. Whats wrong with him?!
OOC: Its kind of power playing, i guess.. but its describing a scene that happened in her history.
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hey there! this app was inspired by kena of CAUTION 2.0
so don't go stealing. it's not cool. and. . . lyrics from Product of my own Design by
the lovely Trapt
so don't go stealing. it's not cool. and. . . lyrics from Product of my own Design by
the lovely Trapt
Accepted by: Snow