Post by ladyfey on Oct 3, 2010 16:49:43 GMT -5
Cirocco
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Characters Name: Cirocco
Species & Breed: European Wolf
Gender: Male
Age: Three years
Pack/Group: Auryn
Rank: Scout
Species & Breed: European Wolf
Gender: Male
Age: Three years
Pack/Group: Auryn
Rank: Scout
Appearance: Lean and slender, with large paws and thick, short fur. Dark russet-crimson fur behind ears, tail tip, and over back and sides. Granite grays peppered over the back. Ears seem rather large in contrast to head, the muzzle tapers to a gentle point. The forehead doesn't cut off to aburptly, rather smooth and slides down in the muzzle. Rather long legs, but not awkwardly so. His underside is mainly creamy white, with some pale tawnies. He's eyes are a deep gold, and easily show expression. Large black nose. Ebony over the very tip of the tail, and makes an collar almost around his neck. More tan colour over the legs. Usually travels at a smooth, easy gait which covers good ground. He's better at running than fighting, and fairly agile on his paws. Cirocco's speed helps him cut off fleeing prey, or dodging blows. He lacks much muscle, but is fairly strong. Once you get a hold of him, however, there's little or no chance for him to get out from under you.[/size][/blockquote]
3 Strengths:
~Speed
~Agility
~Strategy
3 Weaknesses:
~Little strength
~Tires easily after hunts and sprinting
~Intelligence (You can use it against him if you think hard)
Personality: Cirocco is very wary of those he knows little or strangers. He's distrustful, but loyal. However, Cirocco will not fight a hopeless battle- he will flee the scene. Rather a wolf of solitude, but lives only for a life with a pack. Not courageous, but not a coward either. Cirocco prefers to think strategy, even in times of immediate danger. Quick-thinking and cunning. Cirocco always has a plan with him, regardless of where he is- hunting, scouting, or even talking to alphas or pups. He's actually fairly afraid of puppies and cubs, and keeps his distance from them. Cirocco enjoys the heat, but likes some shade also, though he doesn't like cold, he loves playing with snowflakes. Sometimes his ideas are wild, but he relies on his logic and quick wits, not ifs or buts. To those closest to him, and I mean really close as in friends for life or years, he's calm, collected, and a steady friend.
Family Members:
~Tyra, mother, drowned
~Soraz, father, disappeared/possibly dead
~Zora, sister, I might make her or she'll be dead
~Nial, brother, died in a fire
Past: As a pup, Cirocco was always getting into trouble. Running away, teasing his sister and brother, befriending butterflies even. A fire burst the den into flames, and Nial died in it. Sobered by his death, Cirocco began to be shunned. He ate last, and was picked on every day. A furious longing for what had been turned from him burned inside him, and he argued more. His parents were saddened and frightened by the furious animal he had become, and told him to leave.
Cirocco, heart broken, left for a year. He scavenged his food, rarely or never hunting his prey, and kept bones long after they had dried. One day, he came back to the scorched den where his parents and sister once lived. Only a crow stood. Dried blood shimmered, laughing, in the dust. Cirocco set out to find his family instantly. Yet he found nothing. He tracked for ages, months, and he found no sign of them again. Growing relentless, he began to hunt, taking out his longing on the prey he killed ruthlessly. Bloodlust would take over him for weeks, and when he awoke from it, his vision was glazed in red.
But he realized he was just bringing pain to himself. He acknowledged they were gone, and followed his instincts to become part of a pack. Soon he stumbled across the pack's fresh scent, and he followed it until he fell upon his future pack. Prepared, Cirocco asked if he could join. He wished to rebuild himself, a logical and solid animal, one who would be looked up for. It didn't quite happen like that, but he was accepted, and was welcomed in.
Any other characters?: Zora (Probably, not completely)
Chatango Username: LadyFey
Contact Info: PM please, no email thanks
How'd you find this site?: Sometimes when I'm bored I go to a popular rpg site and click the affiliates... until I find one I think looks interesting. That's how I found this one.
Roleplay Sample:
Crunch. The wolf lifted on paw and set it down on the thin, pearly snow. It broke through down to earth. The wolf was not a large wolf, neither was he small. His thick, short fur was a mixture of reds, tans and browns, and grays. Lean and slender, the male lifted his black nose to sniff the air. His ears pricked forward, and the wolf stepped forward, delicate; precise. The sweet aroma of leaves touched his nostrils, and he paused. Then the wolf shook his head, and slipped through an opening in the brush, into the trees. Calm and collected, the wolf slipped the great, towering trees. Just a dark reddish shape against the cool greens and browns.
"How interesting..." The wolf murmured, his eyes closing momentarily as he pondered the thin trail of thought. The low call of a bird sang to his ears, and his amber eyes snapped open. The wolf, who's name was Cirocco, lifted his head to follow the little bird as it glided from tree to tree. A hungry, predatory look fell into his eyes, but he tried to ignore the growling expanse of hunger in his belly. Tearing his eyes away, Cirocco waited, and sat down. His presence, if he was correct, would not go undetected by the wolves that lived here.
~Ashona (LadyFey)
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