Post by evie on Oct 15, 2012 9:00:33 GMT -6
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i52.tinypic.com/otj5sn.jpg); width: 390px; height: 450px; -moz-border-radius: 40px 0px 40px 0px; border-radius:40px 0px 40px 0px; opacity: 0.8; border-right: #7298ac 15px solid; border-left: #7298ac 15px solid;] Act 1;I wanted you to know that Name: Evie Gender:-----> Female Age: 2 years old Breed: Arctic Wolf mutation: N/A illness: N/A |Power: N/A fur Color: Egg-shell White Eye Color: Hazel Act 2; I love the way you laugh Appearance type: Evie is a rather small energectic wolf, she isn't all that strong but her size assists her in her agility. Being only 36 inches tall and 42 inches long, her abilities are amazing. Her fur is an egg-shell white, with a very tiny bit of brown at her paws. Perhaps it is from running around in dirt all the time. Her eyes are a hazel coloration, her tail slender and sleek. Evie's ears are 99.9% of the time at attention, her inner lobes having a pink coloration to them. Her teeth sharper than anything, but she isn't at all perfect. Personality: Evie is a rather nice wolf, too nice if you would ask someone. Even though she was 'normal' she had her flaws. She would think keeping her fur cleaned always meant she gets a mate, so she would try anything to steal someones mate, that is if she wanted to. Kindness as well comes with flaws, Evie has a very bad temper. Once mad she stays mad, she has no remorse what so ever. When it comes to family and or friends she will stand up tall and proud, aside from respecting her higher authority. Act 3; I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away... History: Evie was not naturally born into a pack, she found her way into one. She traveled long distances just to find one to accept her, due to her issues with mates and such. Evie still roams the lands she lives in hoping to find home, perhaps she will find it someday. Brother: N/A Sister: N/A Father: Her father had no name Mother: Her mother passed away far too early for her to remember Mate: N/A Pups: N/A Rank/Position: Any (Loner atm) Pack: Aserio Act 4 the final act; You've gone away, you don't feel me here, anymore && Ipod;; What songs remind you of your wolf? Broken – By Amy Lee and Seether Roleplay sample; It was a rather muggy morning, dew drops had drizzled down leaves just outside where she slept for the night. Evie had awoken after having a very strange dream, though it really wasn’t a dream it was reality. She was still lost, looking for something she didn’t know was their all the time. Her heart had made her travel long distances to find a home, when all along she could call where she was now home. Though deep down inside her, she wanted; More. She left the lands she used to live in to scrounge about for food and shelter, her home was over ran with snow. Her once den was caved in overnight, so she was forced to move. She left the Arctic Circle hopping aboard random objects that seemed to take her south, now she was on this strange land that smelled of other wolves. Thoughts had ran passed her as she lifted her muzzle up off the terra, her paws were damp. Taking in a strange scent she had risen from her laid position to a stance only to dash out the entrance to her den, she did not know why she was running all she knew that danger lurked over her in the strange place and she was not willing to find out why. Slowing down to a small stride she had thought the pursuer had given up, but as soon as she looked behind her only to look right back in front, a mid-size wolf, muscular, and black had stood in front of her. This wolf had seemed to be of some sort of warrior or something, but with a step back Evie had heard the brute growl low. Maybe this was something she couldn’t face now the question was, play a damsel in distress or fight back. |
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