Post by capricious on Jul 15, 2009 16:47:52 GMT -6
{In Character;;}
Name;; Kyro
Gender;; male
Age;; 3and a half
Species;; Grey wolf
Personality;; Kyro is shy and hesitant most times. He does not know how to live in a society at all. He is cautious most of the time. It takes him a few days to warm up and adjust to his new surroundings. He is kind hearted and gentle. Kyro doesn't appear to have a mean streak in him. He is able to keep his temper, and is a cool headed figure. He rarely gets into a panicked state despite his cautious nature. Kyro does have a stubborn streak in him though, he will argue his point if he fells it valid and will not let it go until he sees fit. He is willing to do things that are asked of him, but generally takes his time to do them. Kyro has another side that rarely comes out, except when hunting or when he can relax (which is like never). On this rarely glimpsed side, he is bold and adventurous, daring and outgoing. He is openly friendly to all.
Kyro may seem to have an endless supply of patience, but he is really the opposite. He can wait for something only so long. He also has his limits. He doesn't really like puppies that much due to his past when he was a pup. He fears that puppies were the cause of what happened to him. Kyro does have a temper, but usually it takes a lot to evoke it. Kyro is not one to love easily. He doesn't want a mate because he is afraid that he will be the cause of her death. But once in awhile he might see a fea he likes.
Appearance;; He has a light tan underbelly. Most of his legs are a light tan color too. On the inside of his legs he has a few patches of light smoke gray fur. He has some patches of rust red on his hind legs and on the sides of his muzzle.
He has some brown-red fur around the tops of his eyes. His ears are outlined in a stormy gray color and tipped with it as well. All over his face is a salt and pepper kind of look, with his black fur broken up by white. A combination of a brown-red and rust red fur cover his ears except for the tips and the edges.
On the top side of him, Kyro is covered in raven black fur that is broken up by patches of red, tan, white, and gray on his sides and shoulders. On Kyro's chest there is a beautiful combination of all of the colors on his body, all in a V-shape.
A deep amber, that are bright and inquisitive are his eyes.
Abilities?;;he can change the feelings around him.
History;; When Kyro was about nine months old his parents felt that they could trust them on their own, just while they hunted. Kyro and Odel, however, got bored soon after and went outside on their own. They played games with each other, running around the forest, careful not to loose sight of home, but Kyro did.
While running away from his brother, Odel, Kyro slipped and fell down a steep, grassy hill. He rolled and rolled down, faster and faster, till he could no longer keep his eyes open. He finally stopped when he fell into a shallow, cool, fresh mountain spring. He stood up and shook himself. He tried to get up the way he had come, but it was, too slippery and steep for him to climb up. He turned to the other bank, which gently sloped down to the water. He looked back the way he had come. All he could see were trees and grass. He counted his lucky stars he hadn't hit a tree, and was happy that he was alright for the most part.
He could hear his brother, howling for him, but he didn't howl back. It was to far away and he didn't want his brother to get hurt. Although he felt sick to his stomach, he walked forward, in search of an easy way home, but the longer he walked, the wider it got. He needed to get home, it was getting colder, the sun was setting and soon it would be dark. He had never spent a night on his own before.
He stopped and howled for his family, no further than ever away from him. He sat and listened quietly for an hour, but no answering call came to him. He was on his own. To exhausted to walk, he laid down under a tree to rest and spend the night. His parents had taught him that trees provided some warmth and shelter, though mostly on pines, since most other trees lost their leaves when it really mattered, not to say that some springs aren't bad though.
When he awoke the next morning, he saw two faces gazing down upon him. They were wolven, and appeared friendly. He was startled and bolted up right. He raised his hackles and bared his teeth at them, but they did not react to his threat at all. He slowly lowered them as he figured that they meant him no harm. The female, who he later learned was Teasa, was about two years older than him and the male, Cain, was about a year older than him. They asked him to come join them, in their little group. He agreed, but reluctantly. He still wanted to find his family, but as time wore on, the rip in his heart began to heal. Cain and Teasa were family to him, Teasa, the sister he never had, and Cain another wonderful brother.
As time wore on, he learned all of their tricks, tips, and warning about certain things. He even learned a few hunting moves that his parents had not taught him. When the next winter came around, Cain and Teasa mated. Then in the spring, Teasa had a puppy, whom she named Mida. As Mida grew, he became very much attached to her. He loved to play with her and teach her some of the tricks he knew.
On one spring day, they were hunting a doe and her fawn. Cain was able to bring down the fawn, and then raced to catch up with Kyro and Teasa. The doe was exhausted by now, but was still fighting hard. Kyro was slow on making the final move. The dear saw the opening and bolted, kicking out at Teasa as she jumped for it. Teasa never survived the night. Her, year old pup, Mida and her mate Cain, grieved greatly for her, but they never seemed to blame Kyro for it, death and mistakes were all apart of life, but Kyro never forgave himself. She had become a second mother, not just a sister to him any more, and Cain, a second father. Kyro slipped away during the middle of the night, just two years and three months after being with them, he was alone again.
Now he wanders the forests alone once more at three years and a half. His heart once more torn and bleeding with the pain of leaving them behind, he hopes half-heartedly not forever.
Desired Pack;; Loner, may change his mind
{Codeword?;;} Bassie do I need it. Iv read the rules so many times... : {
How did you find this site?;; Bassie
Name;; Kyro
Gender;; male
Age;; 3and a half
Species;; Grey wolf
Personality;; Kyro is shy and hesitant most times. He does not know how to live in a society at all. He is cautious most of the time. It takes him a few days to warm up and adjust to his new surroundings. He is kind hearted and gentle. Kyro doesn't appear to have a mean streak in him. He is able to keep his temper, and is a cool headed figure. He rarely gets into a panicked state despite his cautious nature. Kyro does have a stubborn streak in him though, he will argue his point if he fells it valid and will not let it go until he sees fit. He is willing to do things that are asked of him, but generally takes his time to do them. Kyro has another side that rarely comes out, except when hunting or when he can relax (which is like never). On this rarely glimpsed side, he is bold and adventurous, daring and outgoing. He is openly friendly to all.
Kyro may seem to have an endless supply of patience, but he is really the opposite. He can wait for something only so long. He also has his limits. He doesn't really like puppies that much due to his past when he was a pup. He fears that puppies were the cause of what happened to him. Kyro does have a temper, but usually it takes a lot to evoke it. Kyro is not one to love easily. He doesn't want a mate because he is afraid that he will be the cause of her death. But once in awhile he might see a fea he likes.
Appearance;; He has a light tan underbelly. Most of his legs are a light tan color too. On the inside of his legs he has a few patches of light smoke gray fur. He has some patches of rust red on his hind legs and on the sides of his muzzle.
He has some brown-red fur around the tops of his eyes. His ears are outlined in a stormy gray color and tipped with it as well. All over his face is a salt and pepper kind of look, with his black fur broken up by white. A combination of a brown-red and rust red fur cover his ears except for the tips and the edges.
On the top side of him, Kyro is covered in raven black fur that is broken up by patches of red, tan, white, and gray on his sides and shoulders. On Kyro's chest there is a beautiful combination of all of the colors on his body, all in a V-shape.
A deep amber, that are bright and inquisitive are his eyes.
Abilities?;;he can change the feelings around him.
History;; When Kyro was about nine months old his parents felt that they could trust them on their own, just while they hunted. Kyro and Odel, however, got bored soon after and went outside on their own. They played games with each other, running around the forest, careful not to loose sight of home, but Kyro did.
While running away from his brother, Odel, Kyro slipped and fell down a steep, grassy hill. He rolled and rolled down, faster and faster, till he could no longer keep his eyes open. He finally stopped when he fell into a shallow, cool, fresh mountain spring. He stood up and shook himself. He tried to get up the way he had come, but it was, too slippery and steep for him to climb up. He turned to the other bank, which gently sloped down to the water. He looked back the way he had come. All he could see were trees and grass. He counted his lucky stars he hadn't hit a tree, and was happy that he was alright for the most part.
He could hear his brother, howling for him, but he didn't howl back. It was to far away and he didn't want his brother to get hurt. Although he felt sick to his stomach, he walked forward, in search of an easy way home, but the longer he walked, the wider it got. He needed to get home, it was getting colder, the sun was setting and soon it would be dark. He had never spent a night on his own before.
He stopped and howled for his family, no further than ever away from him. He sat and listened quietly for an hour, but no answering call came to him. He was on his own. To exhausted to walk, he laid down under a tree to rest and spend the night. His parents had taught him that trees provided some warmth and shelter, though mostly on pines, since most other trees lost their leaves when it really mattered, not to say that some springs aren't bad though.
When he awoke the next morning, he saw two faces gazing down upon him. They were wolven, and appeared friendly. He was startled and bolted up right. He raised his hackles and bared his teeth at them, but they did not react to his threat at all. He slowly lowered them as he figured that they meant him no harm. The female, who he later learned was Teasa, was about two years older than him and the male, Cain, was about a year older than him. They asked him to come join them, in their little group. He agreed, but reluctantly. He still wanted to find his family, but as time wore on, the rip in his heart began to heal. Cain and Teasa were family to him, Teasa, the sister he never had, and Cain another wonderful brother.
As time wore on, he learned all of their tricks, tips, and warning about certain things. He even learned a few hunting moves that his parents had not taught him. When the next winter came around, Cain and Teasa mated. Then in the spring, Teasa had a puppy, whom she named Mida. As Mida grew, he became very much attached to her. He loved to play with her and teach her some of the tricks he knew.
On one spring day, they were hunting a doe and her fawn. Cain was able to bring down the fawn, and then raced to catch up with Kyro and Teasa. The doe was exhausted by now, but was still fighting hard. Kyro was slow on making the final move. The dear saw the opening and bolted, kicking out at Teasa as she jumped for it. Teasa never survived the night. Her, year old pup, Mida and her mate Cain, grieved greatly for her, but they never seemed to blame Kyro for it, death and mistakes were all apart of life, but Kyro never forgave himself. She had become a second mother, not just a sister to him any more, and Cain, a second father. Kyro slipped away during the middle of the night, just two years and three months after being with them, he was alone again.
Now he wanders the forests alone once more at three years and a half. His heart once more torn and bleeding with the pain of leaving them behind, he hopes half-heartedly not forever.
Desired Pack;; Loner, may change his mind
{Codeword?;;} Bassie do I need it. Iv read the rules so many times... : {
How did you find this site?;; Bassie
