Post by Makuyi on May 11, 2009 19:26:20 GMT -7
Name: Frostbite
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Age: 2 Years
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Pack: Freezing Rivers Pack
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Gender: Female
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Position: Middle Wolf
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Description: Pure-white wolfess. Her eyes are a shocking sky blue color that clearly stands out from her light fur.
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Personality: Frostbite is one of those wolves with a personality disorder. Most of the time, around friends and comrades, she is calm and loves to joke and play. Many call her a pup. But when she's around her enemies or wolves she dislikes, she comes of as rude, crude and mean. Like her name, she can be very fierce and heartless in battle. She will kill to win a fight, if she has to.
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History: Born in a pack in the far off mountains, she was raised much differently from the Packs. She even has different speech from them, but tries hard to not confuse the other wolves. Some of her words are different then their own, and sometimes has to explain herself. But the harsh lifestyle the Pack she grew up in had was what caused her to be kind one moment while deadly the next. Many pups died from the harsh training and it was hard to find kill. Every wolf was on its own. Frostbite sometimes thinks this way, but she also tries to get along with everyone in the Pack. This doesn't always work, though. She left and found the Packs on her 20th moon, so she has only been in the Rivers Pack for three months.
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Dreams/Secrets: She dreams about being able to get over her past and get over her bi-polar nature. Frostbite would also like to start a Pack of her own, but wouldn't do that without a mate, pups, and followers. She isn't like BrokenNight, so she would go back to the mountains where she was raised and teach them what she learned, but without all the blood and despair she had to deal with.
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In-Character: Frostbite circled the young wolf - a follower of BrokenNight. To think; she had been chatting with this young pup only a few moments ago when he suddenly leapt for her throat. The silver wolf snorted, disgusted. "Tell BrokenNight - when he joins you in Hell - that he will never reign over us." The red wolf looked up, fear in his eyes. But in one swift movement, Frostbite leapt, letting her ice-cold blood and heart take over, and sank her white fangs into his jugular. The light faded from his eyes, and as the she-wolf pulled away, she smiled and licked the blood from her maw, happy another fool was dead.
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Picture:
*ACCEPTED*
~Makuyi
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Age: 2 Years
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Pack: Freezing Rivers Pack
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Gender: Female
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Position: Middle Wolf
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Description: Pure-white wolfess. Her eyes are a shocking sky blue color that clearly stands out from her light fur.
~*~
Personality: Frostbite is one of those wolves with a personality disorder. Most of the time, around friends and comrades, she is calm and loves to joke and play. Many call her a pup. But when she's around her enemies or wolves she dislikes, she comes of as rude, crude and mean. Like her name, she can be very fierce and heartless in battle. She will kill to win a fight, if she has to.
~*~
History: Born in a pack in the far off mountains, she was raised much differently from the Packs. She even has different speech from them, but tries hard to not confuse the other wolves. Some of her words are different then their own, and sometimes has to explain herself. But the harsh lifestyle the Pack she grew up in had was what caused her to be kind one moment while deadly the next. Many pups died from the harsh training and it was hard to find kill. Every wolf was on its own. Frostbite sometimes thinks this way, but she also tries to get along with everyone in the Pack. This doesn't always work, though. She left and found the Packs on her 20th moon, so she has only been in the Rivers Pack for three months.
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Dreams/Secrets: She dreams about being able to get over her past and get over her bi-polar nature. Frostbite would also like to start a Pack of her own, but wouldn't do that without a mate, pups, and followers. She isn't like BrokenNight, so she would go back to the mountains where she was raised and teach them what she learned, but without all the blood and despair she had to deal with.
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In-Character: Frostbite circled the young wolf - a follower of BrokenNight. To think; she had been chatting with this young pup only a few moments ago when he suddenly leapt for her throat. The silver wolf snorted, disgusted. "Tell BrokenNight - when he joins you in Hell - that he will never reign over us." The red wolf looked up, fear in his eyes. But in one swift movement, Frostbite leapt, letting her ice-cold blood and heart take over, and sank her white fangs into his jugular. The light faded from his eyes, and as the she-wolf pulled away, she smiled and licked the blood from her maw, happy another fool was dead.
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Picture:
*ACCEPTED*
~Makuyi
