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Post by Frostbitten on Nov 12, 2011 20:04:35 GMT -5
my player log-
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Post by Takota on Nov 13, 2011 9:08:42 GMT -5
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you can feel the pounding, wrapped around your chest, nothing's too excessive, when you've got nothing left
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Takota stands four feet at the shoulder, and a weighs a massive 160 pounds. He is covered long thin dark smokey gray fur flies up and waves at even the lightest of breezes. The fur on his legs and around his curved ears is significantly shorter, and the gray fur around his muzzle is just thin fuzz.
He has big paws, and unblinking owl round black eyes that glow pumpkin orange. His orange glowing orbs are all that keep him visible and prevent him from falling into the shadows. He has a cold set glare, that make other constantly wonder how he let himself become alpha of a pack. The single wrinkle line between his eyes suggests he spends a lot of time pondering this as well.
Takota is a wolf that savors and seeks the empty feeling of being lonely. He is only around his pack as long as absolutely necessary, and then he slips into the shadows to reappear once he is needed. His gotta-get-away demeanor makes the rank of this wolf questionable, but any wolf who tries to take power will be snapped back into his place. Takota will die for his honor and for his pride, he will never be the wolf known for losing his pack. He doesn't have a huge ego, but he holds his head high and waves his tail like a flag.
He will deny it, very often, but he does like his pack. He just is easily smothered, and needs to get out for a breath of air whenever an opportunity presents itself. He isn't always around, but when he is, he does a heck of a good job keeping everything in order and getting it stable enough that he can leave without a worry.
Takota isnt a wolf of many words, but he is one of meaningful words. Nothing is said without reason or importance.
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if we all should die tonight, we will have no regrets, if we all should die tonight we will have no regrets
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Post by Delilah on Nov 14, 2011 16:18:10 GMT -5
Our hearts are drunk with a beauty our eyes could never see
Delilah is tall and long legged for a changling, standing at 2.5 feet to the shoulder and weighing 80 pounds. Her colorful fur is thick and average length. Her coat pattern is a big swirl starting at her muzzle and curls over her left shoulder, under her neck, and ends on her right flank. She is mostly pink, with a streak of orange and highlights of blue. Her small round eyes are a matching orange. She has a long silky tail and petit and dainty light pink paws. She usually has a smile on her lips, and an attentive curious look in her eyes.
Delilah is a chatty and friendly wolf, with a soft high pitched voice. She refuses to raise her voice over someone elses, so listen carefully. She also will not repeat herself, she has an irrational superstition about repeating something you say, and how it defeats the original meaning.
She doesnt respond to critisism well, taking everything very personally and is easily brought to tears. Delilah was very sheltered as a pup, so anything negative or bad in life comes as a complete shock to her. She doesnt like hardship, or to be challenged by something or someone. She lacks self motivation and hates when other try to motivate or taunt her. She will hunt and fight, but demands personal time for herself to chill.
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