Post by Imorta Thaw on Jul 27, 2008 10:06:17 GMT -8
Name: Zeld
Age: 14 (rather old for a wild wolf)
Gender: Male
Breed: Grey wolf
Appearance: Zeld looks his age. His once silky gray fur is sparse and nearly white. His right shoulder is lower than his left from a long ago fight and causes a limp. That same fight ended in the loss of half his left ear, and the end of his tail. His once dark blue eyes have been getting milkier for the past three years, and it is likely that he will be totally blind by the time he is 16. His claws are gray and can hardly be called strong.
Notable markings: Left shoulder higher than right. Missing the tip of his tail, and part of left ear. Milky, nearly blind eyes, and many battle scars.
Personality: Zeld is ancient, yet he still has some spark in him. Even though he has seem many terrible things over his long life and pretends to be very grouchy, he is actually very young hearted. He loves to act, and is rather good at it. He also likes meeting people and figuring out their personalities. A few years ago, his main hobby was exploring and even though he still enjoys going to new places, his body is slowly forbidding him too much exercise.
Likes and dislikes: Likes acting, sleeping, exploring, debating. Dislikes boredom, arguing, cold weather.
Fears: The Wastelands, going blind, never dieing.
Skills: Acting, memorizing, storytelling, debating.
History: Zeld was born into an average pack which he left as a four year old in favor of exploring. He traveled until his eyes began to worsen, and he was forced at ten years of age to find a pack that might take him in. After a few years of searching and starving, he found himself in the worst possible company. His new pack stole from humans. A few months after joining the pack, Zeld had left to explore a new part of their territory, when he returned, the pack was dead. The humans had killed them. Even the newborn pups did not escape the terrible fate. He spend the rest of the day in mourning, but went out to hunt the day after. He rembers stalking a rabit, and then a sharp sting on his side, then, everything went black. Next thing he knew, he was waking up under the cool shadow of an oak.
Zeld will never know that he has become part of an elaborate experiment on the humans part. They wanted to see if a wolf his age could survive in a new environment. Well, maybe he will.
Other:
Age: 14 (rather old for a wild wolf)
Gender: Male
Breed: Grey wolf
Appearance: Zeld looks his age. His once silky gray fur is sparse and nearly white. His right shoulder is lower than his left from a long ago fight and causes a limp. That same fight ended in the loss of half his left ear, and the end of his tail. His once dark blue eyes have been getting milkier for the past three years, and it is likely that he will be totally blind by the time he is 16. His claws are gray and can hardly be called strong.
Notable markings: Left shoulder higher than right. Missing the tip of his tail, and part of left ear. Milky, nearly blind eyes, and many battle scars.
Personality: Zeld is ancient, yet he still has some spark in him. Even though he has seem many terrible things over his long life and pretends to be very grouchy, he is actually very young hearted. He loves to act, and is rather good at it. He also likes meeting people and figuring out their personalities. A few years ago, his main hobby was exploring and even though he still enjoys going to new places, his body is slowly forbidding him too much exercise.
Likes and dislikes: Likes acting, sleeping, exploring, debating. Dislikes boredom, arguing, cold weather.
Fears: The Wastelands, going blind, never dieing.
Skills: Acting, memorizing, storytelling, debating.
History: Zeld was born into an average pack which he left as a four year old in favor of exploring. He traveled until his eyes began to worsen, and he was forced at ten years of age to find a pack that might take him in. After a few years of searching and starving, he found himself in the worst possible company. His new pack stole from humans. A few months after joining the pack, Zeld had left to explore a new part of their territory, when he returned, the pack was dead. The humans had killed them. Even the newborn pups did not escape the terrible fate. He spend the rest of the day in mourning, but went out to hunt the day after. He rembers stalking a rabit, and then a sharp sting on his side, then, everything went black. Next thing he knew, he was waking up under the cool shadow of an oak.
Zeld will never know that he has become part of an elaborate experiment on the humans part. They wanted to see if a wolf his age could survive in a new environment. Well, maybe he will.
Other: