Post by lukari on Mar 29, 2010 9:01:12 GMT -7
Name: Memphis
Age: Two Years
Gender: Female
Personality: Memphis is sometimes blunt, sarcastic and well natured. Most of the time.
Temper- If its one things, Memphis has a temper some can not match. Small things can easily irritate her. Snapping without thinking may occur. Her father had a horrible trait for temper, which is where she certainly gets it. Tending to break or hurt things when shes in such a state. Don't be the one who made her angry. Most of the time, she is more bark than bite when angered.
Humor- Sometimes hard to see this side of her, but it resides. She has a sarcastic, blunt very opionitive point of view. Saying what she wants, that could include in on a joke. Inappropriate words are bound to come out if the situation is able. Yet its hard to see this side of her.
Loyality- Memphis is very very loyal. One you could trust you life with. The thing is, is gaining her loyality. There are few she calls friends or worth loyality. Few things can make her willing to do so.
Cunning- She likes to keep her image as a smart, relentless wolf. She is quite the dare devil at times. Liking to show off here and there. Don't get her wrong, she doesn't know everything. But she likes to think she does.
All n all she's a pretty eased wolf. Liking to think whats better in life. But sometimes depressing thoughts can bring the negativity in her. Under pressure moments can really affect her.
Looks: Memphis is a maned wolf, giving her a tall, lengthy apperence. She is very quick thanks to her long legs and small body in general. Her fur is a thick, smooth dark orange. Along with black on the back of her head, legs and muzzle. She is rather massed in muscle for her size.
History: Basically all in all, Memphis was a spoiled brat a birth. She usually got what she wanted, when she wanted it. So now that shes on her own, she has alot to learn. Before she left though, her beloved brother Kayne was killed. Whom killed her is unknown, but she plans to find out and avenge him.
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Roleplay sample: 'Ah, Phantom Wastelands. I came her often, why I wasn't so sure. It was wide and open, the winds flowed around me. Lifting my pelt as I stood still embracing the cooling chill. I closed my eyes, for it was winter. The chills were harsher. Luckily no snow was falling. It also seemed there wasn't much snow fall here yet, my haven. If it was anything, I hated winter. Sure I loved the cold, but the snow? Not so much. My pelt maybe thick and long, but my small frame wasn't made for the cold. I was sort of thing and lengthy. If anything, muscle. The winter froze my long black paws and I'd wake to a blanket of white. My orange and black pelt stuck out like a sore thumb anyways.
I let another paw move forward once the breeze ended. My pelt relaxing back. My light chocolate orbs scanned the area. I haven't done much all winter. The end of fall and beginning of December was a whole mess.
It all started when I came to this island, away from my empire pack back home. I joined the Lucifers, a rather positive thing in my life. Although until that day I came across Dragunov. The thought of him sent shivers down my spine. I clenched my eyes shut as I slowed my pace. I saved that useless bastards' life. Ever since, I've regretted it. I regretted it because he was a enemy to Kirill's family, mine too.
Kirill, my dear friend who hasn't been around too much. We recently went after Dragunov on a wolf hunt and I haven't seen him much sense. I figured he was with Sonne, and his son. While Dragonuv still has his daughter I believe. It made me twitch with anger for a moment. I was hot now, not caring about the cold breeze lifting over my pelt. I shifted my gaze as I untensed myself. I was alone and trying to enjoy the lighter days of the winter.
I had recently... not officially become beta of these lands. I was fairly proud of myself. I had the chance to become Alphess sure, but I wasn't around. My loss. Kirill did his best, to get me a great position in our family. I sighed as my lengthy black paws walked over the red tinted lands. I sort of blended in, yet my pelt was brighter. I smiled as I came near the woods edge. Letting the winter force breeze over the wastelands. I let my legs go under me as I let my body rest on the cold ground.' - 2010 Lux of DtD
Age: Two Years
Gender: Female
Personality: Memphis is sometimes blunt, sarcastic and well natured. Most of the time.
Temper- If its one things, Memphis has a temper some can not match. Small things can easily irritate her. Snapping without thinking may occur. Her father had a horrible trait for temper, which is where she certainly gets it. Tending to break or hurt things when shes in such a state. Don't be the one who made her angry. Most of the time, she is more bark than bite when angered.
Humor- Sometimes hard to see this side of her, but it resides. She has a sarcastic, blunt very opionitive point of view. Saying what she wants, that could include in on a joke. Inappropriate words are bound to come out if the situation is able. Yet its hard to see this side of her.
Loyality- Memphis is very very loyal. One you could trust you life with. The thing is, is gaining her loyality. There are few she calls friends or worth loyality. Few things can make her willing to do so.
Cunning- She likes to keep her image as a smart, relentless wolf. She is quite the dare devil at times. Liking to show off here and there. Don't get her wrong, she doesn't know everything. But she likes to think she does.
All n all she's a pretty eased wolf. Liking to think whats better in life. But sometimes depressing thoughts can bring the negativity in her. Under pressure moments can really affect her.
Looks: Memphis is a maned wolf, giving her a tall, lengthy apperence. She is very quick thanks to her long legs and small body in general. Her fur is a thick, smooth dark orange. Along with black on the back of her head, legs and muzzle. She is rather massed in muscle for her size.
History: Basically all in all, Memphis was a spoiled brat a birth. She usually got what she wanted, when she wanted it. So now that shes on her own, she has alot to learn. Before she left though, her beloved brother Kayne was killed. Whom killed her is unknown, but she plans to find out and avenge him.
Picture: i49.tinypic.com/t54t5e.png
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Roleplay sample: 'Ah, Phantom Wastelands. I came her often, why I wasn't so sure. It was wide and open, the winds flowed around me. Lifting my pelt as I stood still embracing the cooling chill. I closed my eyes, for it was winter. The chills were harsher. Luckily no snow was falling. It also seemed there wasn't much snow fall here yet, my haven. If it was anything, I hated winter. Sure I loved the cold, but the snow? Not so much. My pelt maybe thick and long, but my small frame wasn't made for the cold. I was sort of thing and lengthy. If anything, muscle. The winter froze my long black paws and I'd wake to a blanket of white. My orange and black pelt stuck out like a sore thumb anyways.
I let another paw move forward once the breeze ended. My pelt relaxing back. My light chocolate orbs scanned the area. I haven't done much all winter. The end of fall and beginning of December was a whole mess.
It all started when I came to this island, away from my empire pack back home. I joined the Lucifers, a rather positive thing in my life. Although until that day I came across Dragunov. The thought of him sent shivers down my spine. I clenched my eyes shut as I slowed my pace. I saved that useless bastards' life. Ever since, I've regretted it. I regretted it because he was a enemy to Kirill's family, mine too.
Kirill, my dear friend who hasn't been around too much. We recently went after Dragunov on a wolf hunt and I haven't seen him much sense. I figured he was with Sonne, and his son. While Dragonuv still has his daughter I believe. It made me twitch with anger for a moment. I was hot now, not caring about the cold breeze lifting over my pelt. I shifted my gaze as I untensed myself. I was alone and trying to enjoy the lighter days of the winter.
I had recently... not officially become beta of these lands. I was fairly proud of myself. I had the chance to become Alphess sure, but I wasn't around. My loss. Kirill did his best, to get me a great position in our family. I sighed as my lengthy black paws walked over the red tinted lands. I sort of blended in, yet my pelt was brighter. I smiled as I came near the woods edge. Letting the winter force breeze over the wastelands. I let my legs go under me as I let my body rest on the cold ground.' - 2010 Lux of DtD