Post by pandora on Feb 19, 2009 1:22:40 GMT -5
--- THE DOG ---
Dog's Name: Sola
Gender: Female
Breed: Australian Shepard
Age: 3 years
--- WHO AM I? ---
Image:
Appearance:
Sola has a soot-black and white with brown coat that keeps her warm during the coldest times. Her muzzle is longer than most dogs of her kind and her legs are long so that she can jump to amazing heights. She has sharp claws that can cut through anything. (which comes in handy in fights). Her eye's are an amazing color of baby blue.
Personality: Generally shes a pretty peaceful femme. She try's not to get on others bad sides as fear to get hurt. She plays them as one would expect a femme to do. She has her rude spits and make sure that you know why shes acting like this around you. Sometimes her tude is what she does to put people in place so they aren't bossing her around unless your the Alpha of the pack. She likes to keep on good terms with them.
Fearful, is often played into her eyes when thunder strikes in the night sky, tail between legs and scared. Until it catches her off guard then she strikes. Full of spirit. Taking after her mother when calming people or trying to make them feel better. Her fathers attitude was placed into this sleeping beauty as well
History: Born on the south side of the forest this little Fae was her mother and father prized possession. Being the only live born the rest still, a name was given to her as Beautiful and radiant as she. Pup Sola was born and the eyes of their alpha was set upon her, to be mates. They did get along well. Very well to the point where he would soon ask her to be his mate on the next full moon, until exploring finally hit her blood, When a day before the full moon he prepared her for what was to come, she sadly turned him down, for she wouldn't see him any longer. Loving on her parents with small nuzzles and licks she bonded off the pack border and was never to be seen again.. A wondering spirit threw the forest in search of destiny that was yet to be fulfilled.
As years got longer and she got older. She matured and became a fighter of the shadows, small prey could have been seen in areas as if a pack of Dogs were hungry, practicing her fighting seemed to get slightly more important to her every day, and when the time came to use what she had learned it worked well. Finally fully mature, she settled in a land, <Paris> and stayed there till finding her true part in life.
--- YOU ---
RP example: It had already seemed to be the start of a boring day, it took a really long time to get this girl entertained, maybe that's why people didn't talk to her much? she wasn't any fun. The Rustic colored pregnant dog pertruded into the place called the junkyard, she shook her skull in disgust. Such a feeble smell she would growl and place a paw upon her muzzle for only a split second. She would turn her head and see something peeking out at her from under a pile of rubbish. With a snarl the pup turned away and didn't look back all you could hear with a low whimper coming from that general direction.
Some place...If I come here to seek a pack..why isn't anybody around?
She growled in unison to a can falling off a pile. She turned her head only slightly not even bothering to place all her focus on something so useless. Sauntering over to a rusted beat up car she would place her two front paws on the trunk and up she would go working her way to the roof of the vehicle. She smiled as she layed down. She almost completely blended with it. Not fully because of the white that danced on her pelt. She saw some dogs aproching thinking that sharing the car with her was going to be okay she started at them with her orbs and growld lowly her jaw line clearly indicated that her muzzle was shut but still showed to be loud and angry.
..I haven't gotten all day!
She roared. She didn't want to be laying in some god for saken trash pick. She'd rather stay clean of trash and not smell like dying animal. It was the last thing she needed to be scary to smaller dogs and whats worse? to smell like a dirty sewer rat. She hissed to herself and crossed her limbs over one another and rested her Skull upon her pads and waited for someone to come claim her to their pack. Of course proving came only easy to her in some lines. She of course if matched perfectly couldn't come up with a valuable explanation why she wanted to join their stray marked pack.
Miscellaneous: im so random it hurts!
Other accounts: nope not on here but on other sites maybe...
OOC Name: umm... i would prefer to be called pandora lol it isn't my real name but its my nick name so i would like to keep it that way
How long have you been RPing?: about 2 years...
How did you find our site? If from another site, which one?: well, a lot of ppl were talking about this one site on the other one i was on so i thought, why not give it a try?!
Dog's Name: Sola
Gender: Female
Breed: Australian Shepard
Age: 3 years
--- WHO AM I? ---
Image:
Appearance:
Sola has a soot-black and white with brown coat that keeps her warm during the coldest times. Her muzzle is longer than most dogs of her kind and her legs are long so that she can jump to amazing heights. She has sharp claws that can cut through anything. (which comes in handy in fights). Her eye's are an amazing color of baby blue.
Personality: Generally shes a pretty peaceful femme. She try's not to get on others bad sides as fear to get hurt. She plays them as one would expect a femme to do. She has her rude spits and make sure that you know why shes acting like this around you. Sometimes her tude is what she does to put people in place so they aren't bossing her around unless your the Alpha of the pack. She likes to keep on good terms with them.
Fearful, is often played into her eyes when thunder strikes in the night sky, tail between legs and scared. Until it catches her off guard then she strikes. Full of spirit. Taking after her mother when calming people or trying to make them feel better. Her fathers attitude was placed into this sleeping beauty as well
History: Born on the south side of the forest this little Fae was her mother and father prized possession. Being the only live born the rest still, a name was given to her as Beautiful and radiant as she. Pup Sola was born and the eyes of their alpha was set upon her, to be mates. They did get along well. Very well to the point where he would soon ask her to be his mate on the next full moon, until exploring finally hit her blood, When a day before the full moon he prepared her for what was to come, she sadly turned him down, for she wouldn't see him any longer. Loving on her parents with small nuzzles and licks she bonded off the pack border and was never to be seen again.. A wondering spirit threw the forest in search of destiny that was yet to be fulfilled.
As years got longer and she got older. She matured and became a fighter of the shadows, small prey could have been seen in areas as if a pack of Dogs were hungry, practicing her fighting seemed to get slightly more important to her every day, and when the time came to use what she had learned it worked well. Finally fully mature, she settled in a land, <Paris> and stayed there till finding her true part in life.
--- YOU ---
RP example: It had already seemed to be the start of a boring day, it took a really long time to get this girl entertained, maybe that's why people didn't talk to her much? she wasn't any fun. The Rustic colored pregnant dog pertruded into the place called the junkyard, she shook her skull in disgust. Such a feeble smell she would growl and place a paw upon her muzzle for only a split second. She would turn her head and see something peeking out at her from under a pile of rubbish. With a snarl the pup turned away and didn't look back all you could hear with a low whimper coming from that general direction.
Some place...If I come here to seek a pack..why isn't anybody around?
She growled in unison to a can falling off a pile. She turned her head only slightly not even bothering to place all her focus on something so useless. Sauntering over to a rusted beat up car she would place her two front paws on the trunk and up she would go working her way to the roof of the vehicle. She smiled as she layed down. She almost completely blended with it. Not fully because of the white that danced on her pelt. She saw some dogs aproching thinking that sharing the car with her was going to be okay she started at them with her orbs and growld lowly her jaw line clearly indicated that her muzzle was shut but still showed to be loud and angry.
..I haven't gotten all day!
She roared. She didn't want to be laying in some god for saken trash pick. She'd rather stay clean of trash and not smell like dying animal. It was the last thing she needed to be scary to smaller dogs and whats worse? to smell like a dirty sewer rat. She hissed to herself and crossed her limbs over one another and rested her Skull upon her pads and waited for someone to come claim her to their pack. Of course proving came only easy to her in some lines. She of course if matched perfectly couldn't come up with a valuable explanation why she wanted to join their stray marked pack.
Miscellaneous: im so random it hurts!
Other accounts: nope not on here but on other sites maybe...
OOC Name: umm... i would prefer to be called pandora lol it isn't my real name but its my nick name so i would like to keep it that way
How long have you been RPing?: about 2 years...
How did you find our site? If from another site, which one?: well, a lot of ppl were talking about this one site on the other one i was on so i thought, why not give it a try?!
