Post by Cursico! on Jun 27, 2009 20:46:30 GMT 1
Name: BobSleigh
Nicknames: Bobby or just Bob.
Age: 3 Years and two months.
Gender: Male
Pack: Loner.
Rank: None.
Description: Bobby is a lean wolf, his body skinny from three lonesome years outside the comfort and support of a pack. His colours are strange, his lower half is covered in cream fur where some of the guard hairs give him a tinge of brown around the joints.
On top of his muzzle, Bobby has a faint patch of brown, which darkens further up the bridge of his nose into the more typical timber wolf colours of dark brown and grey. All parts where his fur changes from behind his underside to his upperside fades out in the same way in a rough line over his legs. Thickness and length wise, his fur could belong to any average joe's, he half-heartedly keeps it clean.
As most wolves have, Bobby has a dark brown tip on the edge of his tail. In fact, if not for how light his underside is then he is pretty much a typical wolf. Not much for strength, not much for speed either (Although endurance is slightly above average, it's nothing to write home about).
Bobby has white claws, just about the rarest thing on his body. But they're not all that strong... At least when they break they make good scratchers! Bobby's eyes never darkened from puphood, so they are a light shade of blue.
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Personality: Ever heard of the song Grace Kelly by Mikka? Well, Bob's personality can be described in that song. He can be anything you want, he usually changes how he acts according to feedback off his company. Its something of a personality disorder, while alone Bobby is very business-like and has a rotor to eat, drink, run, sleep. Catch the drift?
Bobby also likes to fit into his environment even if there are no wolves around to match up to. For example, he would be cruel if ever he wandered into DeathPack, he would fall asleep in midday if he wandered into NightPack, if he wandered into LakePack he would find the closest place he could swim in and sing to the fish, if he wandered into SnowPack... well he'd probably freeze while pretending he enjoyed the cold.
In all, Bobby might as well be a robot emotionally-wise. There isn't even anything deep down, although he has the potential to become his own being or so to speak.
History: BobSleigh wasn't born in Wolven Peril. Like many he was later destined to wander across the bridge. But back to the start, Bobby was born into a Zoo. A nice big Zoo which was also a Theme Park which rollercoasters and rides of all sizes, sorts and shapes. Oddly enough, BobSleigh's pen was near a ride called... Wait for it... The BobSleigh, with a picture of a Bobcat on the side. So there was his namesake for the lazy people in the Zoo who knew wolves weren't much for money considering they spent alot of their time out of sight and needed alot of attention.
BobSleigh was born in a litter of five, him being the third born. Back then he never stood out, while his siblings got personality names like Chippy and SunFlowerSeed, this average pup was named after a middle-class popular ride who's queues never got long. As a pup, Bobby usually got just what he needed to survive and little more. His brothers and sisters (Two of each) were all exceptional wolves leaving him behind.
Being so boring and ordinary, Bobby wasn't noticed very often. The pup so long ago observed his siblings who all had such different personalities and learnt how to please each one and get himself noticed. Back then Bobby actually had his own personality, he was a withdrawn little thing who was shy around strangers who's personality he hadn't learnt yet.
Eventually that all wore down, and BobSleigh just seemed... he became what the Pack wanted to be, but it wasn't quite his passion. As it were Bobby stopped thinking about moulding himself to other people, it just happened as a natural reaction.
Yep, bye bye to him being his own. After one year, the Zoo decided to replace the Wolf pen with a Petting Zoo because that would bring in so much more money. BobSleigh was deemed old enough to be seperated, and a little girl had asked for a wolf who wouldn't be too much trouble and the rich Daddy had sent out word.
Little girl got her wolf. Dressed him up, played with him, pulled his fur, squirted perfume in his face for a day and then got bored with him. It was one long day for Bobby, he was confused as to why no matter what he did the girl had hurt him. Still, it was much nicer in the barn with the horses where he had been shoved, and expensive carers came in the next day to walk him (Or more like they were dragged behind a running canine until he got tired and they could drag him back, though the next day Bobby did what would make them happy which seemed to be following their heels.
For half a year Bobby was happy to be walked and then left in the field or in the barn with the horses. As expected he started to act like a horse. The girl suddenly found interest in the wolf again, being only small she could ride him like he was a real horse.
One day, while the girl got on, Bobby saw that the gate he usually went out for his walks was open. Following the normal routine he padded through the gate. One thing Bobby hadn't learnt in routine was to look for cars. When he saw a huge truck going for him, Bobby dropped down low and managed to save himself... The girl on his back was splatted against the bumper. At least it was quick.
Bobby was just lucky to get away from there with his hide intact. One and a half years old he was put into a reabilitation program where he was taught how to hunt. Bobby had gotten very good at working out what people wanted by then and was a great student. Three months after and he could hunt any creature the size of, or smaller than a lamb (No, they didn't encourage him to eat farmyard animals, but in an escapee accident Bobby had eaten one of the lambs in a barn a mile from his "Rehab center".)
Bobby was set free out in some woods. It was hard, but he survived, although the local wolf pack he was purposely placed near wouldn't accept him and a week after his release Bobby was chased away, all the way back to the center in fact.
Bobby was then moved further off, so far that he didn't have the choice to go back unless he felt like wearing his paws into studs. Bobby roamed far and wide, skirting around any canine packs he found, maybe talking to a few solitary members. The male then found himself in a City, and had a heck of a time getting through and finding the Bridge into Wolven Peril.
By then he was three years and two months old. It was a strange land to be sure, but not something he couldn't live in. There was a strange sort of virus around, but it seemed things were getting under control so Wolven Peril was a good place for him to settle... At last a home to call his own.
Siblings: Chippy(Male), Skipper (Male), SunFlowerSeed (Female), Poppy (Female).
Parents:
Mother, Paddy
Father, FishBait
Nicknames: Bobby or just Bob.
Age: 3 Years and two months.
Gender: Male
Pack: Loner.
Rank: None.
Description: Bobby is a lean wolf, his body skinny from three lonesome years outside the comfort and support of a pack. His colours are strange, his lower half is covered in cream fur where some of the guard hairs give him a tinge of brown around the joints.
On top of his muzzle, Bobby has a faint patch of brown, which darkens further up the bridge of his nose into the more typical timber wolf colours of dark brown and grey. All parts where his fur changes from behind his underside to his upperside fades out in the same way in a rough line over his legs. Thickness and length wise, his fur could belong to any average joe's, he half-heartedly keeps it clean.
As most wolves have, Bobby has a dark brown tip on the edge of his tail. In fact, if not for how light his underside is then he is pretty much a typical wolf. Not much for strength, not much for speed either (Although endurance is slightly above average, it's nothing to write home about).
Bobby has white claws, just about the rarest thing on his body. But they're not all that strong... At least when they break they make good scratchers! Bobby's eyes never darkened from puphood, so they are a light shade of blue.
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Personality: Ever heard of the song Grace Kelly by Mikka? Well, Bob's personality can be described in that song. He can be anything you want, he usually changes how he acts according to feedback off his company. Its something of a personality disorder, while alone Bobby is very business-like and has a rotor to eat, drink, run, sleep. Catch the drift?
Bobby also likes to fit into his environment even if there are no wolves around to match up to. For example, he would be cruel if ever he wandered into DeathPack, he would fall asleep in midday if he wandered into NightPack, if he wandered into LakePack he would find the closest place he could swim in and sing to the fish, if he wandered into SnowPack... well he'd probably freeze while pretending he enjoyed the cold.
In all, Bobby might as well be a robot emotionally-wise. There isn't even anything deep down, although he has the potential to become his own being or so to speak.
History: BobSleigh wasn't born in Wolven Peril. Like many he was later destined to wander across the bridge. But back to the start, Bobby was born into a Zoo. A nice big Zoo which was also a Theme Park which rollercoasters and rides of all sizes, sorts and shapes. Oddly enough, BobSleigh's pen was near a ride called... Wait for it... The BobSleigh, with a picture of a Bobcat on the side. So there was his namesake for the lazy people in the Zoo who knew wolves weren't much for money considering they spent alot of their time out of sight and needed alot of attention.
BobSleigh was born in a litter of five, him being the third born. Back then he never stood out, while his siblings got personality names like Chippy and SunFlowerSeed, this average pup was named after a middle-class popular ride who's queues never got long. As a pup, Bobby usually got just what he needed to survive and little more. His brothers and sisters (Two of each) were all exceptional wolves leaving him behind.
Being so boring and ordinary, Bobby wasn't noticed very often. The pup so long ago observed his siblings who all had such different personalities and learnt how to please each one and get himself noticed. Back then Bobby actually had his own personality, he was a withdrawn little thing who was shy around strangers who's personality he hadn't learnt yet.
Eventually that all wore down, and BobSleigh just seemed... he became what the Pack wanted to be, but it wasn't quite his passion. As it were Bobby stopped thinking about moulding himself to other people, it just happened as a natural reaction.
Yep, bye bye to him being his own. After one year, the Zoo decided to replace the Wolf pen with a Petting Zoo because that would bring in so much more money. BobSleigh was deemed old enough to be seperated, and a little girl had asked for a wolf who wouldn't be too much trouble and the rich Daddy had sent out word.
Little girl got her wolf. Dressed him up, played with him, pulled his fur, squirted perfume in his face for a day and then got bored with him. It was one long day for Bobby, he was confused as to why no matter what he did the girl had hurt him. Still, it was much nicer in the barn with the horses where he had been shoved, and expensive carers came in the next day to walk him (Or more like they were dragged behind a running canine until he got tired and they could drag him back, though the next day Bobby did what would make them happy which seemed to be following their heels.
For half a year Bobby was happy to be walked and then left in the field or in the barn with the horses. As expected he started to act like a horse. The girl suddenly found interest in the wolf again, being only small she could ride him like he was a real horse.
One day, while the girl got on, Bobby saw that the gate he usually went out for his walks was open. Following the normal routine he padded through the gate. One thing Bobby hadn't learnt in routine was to look for cars. When he saw a huge truck going for him, Bobby dropped down low and managed to save himself... The girl on his back was splatted against the bumper. At least it was quick.
Bobby was just lucky to get away from there with his hide intact. One and a half years old he was put into a reabilitation program where he was taught how to hunt. Bobby had gotten very good at working out what people wanted by then and was a great student. Three months after and he could hunt any creature the size of, or smaller than a lamb (No, they didn't encourage him to eat farmyard animals, but in an escapee accident Bobby had eaten one of the lambs in a barn a mile from his "Rehab center".)
Bobby was set free out in some woods. It was hard, but he survived, although the local wolf pack he was purposely placed near wouldn't accept him and a week after his release Bobby was chased away, all the way back to the center in fact.
Bobby was then moved further off, so far that he didn't have the choice to go back unless he felt like wearing his paws into studs. Bobby roamed far and wide, skirting around any canine packs he found, maybe talking to a few solitary members. The male then found himself in a City, and had a heck of a time getting through and finding the Bridge into Wolven Peril.
By then he was three years and two months old. It was a strange land to be sure, but not something he couldn't live in. There was a strange sort of virus around, but it seemed things were getting under control so Wolven Peril was a good place for him to settle... At last a home to call his own.
Siblings: Chippy(Male), Skipper (Male), SunFlowerSeed (Female), Poppy (Female).
Parents:
Mother, Paddy
Father, FishBait