Post by lukari on Mar 29, 2010 9:53:00 GMT -7
Name: Alakay
Age: Two Years
Gender: Male
Personality: Alakay is a interesting guy. He almost seems bipolar. He roams on his own usually, keeping to himself. His mind is overly corrupted with things from when he was a pup. He runs on information and things he oddly believes in. Thinking some pain and blood is entertaining. Really, he doesn't even understand himself sometimes. Its like he has two minds. Because other times Alakay can be totaly different. If Alakay happens to be in a good mood. He is often laid back, carefree & doesn't mind the world around him. All it takes is one little thought when he wakes up to piss him off. Sad thing to, he can be a good personality type. Overly protective over somethings, longing for a female. Although its rare to see his good side, don't get on his bad side. A simple glance could set him on the edge to say something to provoke you. His tries to outsmart and be cocky. Getting himself into trouble, yet he doesn't care. In fact he loves the thrill of fighting, spilling blood. He hasn't taken a life yet though. Alakay doesn't care for much. Trying to find your weak points, anything to upset you. Although he refuses to take anything from anyone else. He'll snap at any moment, like a bomb about to go off. Yet that takes a bit of irretation to do that. He usually keeps his cool, but still keeps his intention.
Looks: Alakay, being a Maned Wolf is a bit different than most wolves. Maned wolves are long and lengthy. Unlike there cousins that aren't as built, although Maned wolves have much longer legs. Giving Alakay some more speed. His paws are mid sized, good for digging and running. His head would remind you of a fox, yet theres remants of wolf attachment there. His pelt is rather thick, smooth long haired. Maned wolves are also widely known for there birght orange pelt. Alakay's pelt consists of dark oranges, tints of red. Black on his paws and some on his tail and muzzle. His tail is a bit long, even longer hairs are here. The ruff of his pelt is also longer and has some black tints. His ears stick straight up and are thick. His torso is long and thin, yet he keeps a bit of bulk to himself for personal reasons. Fighting and Running consists in everyday schedules sometimes. He will have some battle scars here and there. His eyes are a pale grey, you'd almost think he may be blind. But he most certainly isn't. He has all good sense, sight and hearing. Alakay is all around a bit large for his breed, yet sticks out clearly in the woods.
History: Cruel, horrid parenting. Alakay is corrupted from the inside out. Out on his own now, he only wants acceptence personally.
Picture: i312.photobucket.com/albums/ll347/MissJane_08/Wolf%20Charries/alakay-top.gif
Were you referred by someone? DtD
Roleplay sample: 'I dug my maw into the dusty dirt. Itching the tip of my nose. The cold had gotten the better of me. Damn winter colds. I squinted as I sneezed, my head jerking back and forth as an annoying sound escaped from my nostrils. I blew up some of the dust once more. I was close to swearing when I figured I should shut up.
I was close to Seshafi's camp. Basically my Prison. I knew she wouldn't care if I left in the day and came back before night. This whole Seshafi, Revolt thing was a mistake. I could be living free, on my own. Doing what I want, when I want. If it wasn't for that damned day when I was a curious bastard. I had wondered right into Seshafi's trap.
All I could remember from that day was either I followed Seshafi and did what they asked, or die. That simple, because I heard some useless information because there wanted or something. USELESS I tell ya, useless. My hackles rised as I thought of the annoying thoughts. Blinking a few times as my eyes rolled. Today I was going out to have a little Alakay time to myself.
The light winter breeze rippled through my pelt as my long lengthy black legs wondered through the woods. Seshafi and the others were probably still asleep anyways. I prefered my morning walks by myself. My eyes quickly widened as I thought I smelt something in the distance. My tail pricked high as I picked up my taste, I could taste a her in the distance.
As my legs easily carried my through the woods mass. She was right in reach, I blinked a few times as my lower gut twisted as I saw her. A creamy, light pelted fae walking all by herself. A smirk was already residing on my maw by this time, yet it grew bigger. I cleared my throat silently as I sprinted forward. Leaping out of the brush right infront of her path. I was mer inches away from her delicate face.
I eyed her with my dark red tinted eyes. "Why, whats a fine lady like you doing out her all alone?" I asked her, hardly blinking. My southern accent no longer resided from when I was young. It was rough and daring now, more prideful if you ask me. I stood there unmoving in her path, awaiting her response.' - LUX 2010 of DtD
Age: Two Years
Gender: Male
Personality: Alakay is a interesting guy. He almost seems bipolar. He roams on his own usually, keeping to himself. His mind is overly corrupted with things from when he was a pup. He runs on information and things he oddly believes in. Thinking some pain and blood is entertaining. Really, he doesn't even understand himself sometimes. Its like he has two minds. Because other times Alakay can be totaly different. If Alakay happens to be in a good mood. He is often laid back, carefree & doesn't mind the world around him. All it takes is one little thought when he wakes up to piss him off. Sad thing to, he can be a good personality type. Overly protective over somethings, longing for a female. Although its rare to see his good side, don't get on his bad side. A simple glance could set him on the edge to say something to provoke you. His tries to outsmart and be cocky. Getting himself into trouble, yet he doesn't care. In fact he loves the thrill of fighting, spilling blood. He hasn't taken a life yet though. Alakay doesn't care for much. Trying to find your weak points, anything to upset you. Although he refuses to take anything from anyone else. He'll snap at any moment, like a bomb about to go off. Yet that takes a bit of irretation to do that. He usually keeps his cool, but still keeps his intention.
Looks: Alakay, being a Maned Wolf is a bit different than most wolves. Maned wolves are long and lengthy. Unlike there cousins that aren't as built, although Maned wolves have much longer legs. Giving Alakay some more speed. His paws are mid sized, good for digging and running. His head would remind you of a fox, yet theres remants of wolf attachment there. His pelt is rather thick, smooth long haired. Maned wolves are also widely known for there birght orange pelt. Alakay's pelt consists of dark oranges, tints of red. Black on his paws and some on his tail and muzzle. His tail is a bit long, even longer hairs are here. The ruff of his pelt is also longer and has some black tints. His ears stick straight up and are thick. His torso is long and thin, yet he keeps a bit of bulk to himself for personal reasons. Fighting and Running consists in everyday schedules sometimes. He will have some battle scars here and there. His eyes are a pale grey, you'd almost think he may be blind. But he most certainly isn't. He has all good sense, sight and hearing. Alakay is all around a bit large for his breed, yet sticks out clearly in the woods.
History: Cruel, horrid parenting. Alakay is corrupted from the inside out. Out on his own now, he only wants acceptence personally.
Picture: i312.photobucket.com/albums/ll347/MissJane_08/Wolf%20Charries/alakay-top.gif
Were you referred by someone? DtD
Roleplay sample: 'I dug my maw into the dusty dirt. Itching the tip of my nose. The cold had gotten the better of me. Damn winter colds. I squinted as I sneezed, my head jerking back and forth as an annoying sound escaped from my nostrils. I blew up some of the dust once more. I was close to swearing when I figured I should shut up.
I was close to Seshafi's camp. Basically my Prison. I knew she wouldn't care if I left in the day and came back before night. This whole Seshafi, Revolt thing was a mistake. I could be living free, on my own. Doing what I want, when I want. If it wasn't for that damned day when I was a curious bastard. I had wondered right into Seshafi's trap.
All I could remember from that day was either I followed Seshafi and did what they asked, or die. That simple, because I heard some useless information because there wanted or something. USELESS I tell ya, useless. My hackles rised as I thought of the annoying thoughts. Blinking a few times as my eyes rolled. Today I was going out to have a little Alakay time to myself.
The light winter breeze rippled through my pelt as my long lengthy black legs wondered through the woods. Seshafi and the others were probably still asleep anyways. I prefered my morning walks by myself. My eyes quickly widened as I thought I smelt something in the distance. My tail pricked high as I picked up my taste, I could taste a her in the distance.
As my legs easily carried my through the woods mass. She was right in reach, I blinked a few times as my lower gut twisted as I saw her. A creamy, light pelted fae walking all by herself. A smirk was already residing on my maw by this time, yet it grew bigger. I cleared my throat silently as I sprinted forward. Leaping out of the brush right infront of her path. I was mer inches away from her delicate face.
I eyed her with my dark red tinted eyes. "Why, whats a fine lady like you doing out her all alone?" I asked her, hardly blinking. My southern accent no longer resided from when I was young. It was rough and daring now, more prideful if you ask me. I stood there unmoving in her path, awaiting her response.' - LUX 2010 of DtD