Post by Cursico! on Nov 10, 2007 22:56:44 GMT 1
Name: Mirage
Gender: Female
Pack: Deathpack
Rank: Wolven Warrior.
Age: 2 Years
Description:
Mirage is a wolf that holds three colours in her fur. The first is dark brown, this is draped over her shoulders in a thick mane, it runs down her sides, remaining on the outside of her legs. Her sides are brown, running along the tail and only stopping at the tip. At the very end of her tail, it is as black as the darkest night. Running along her spine is more black with only a few stray hairs of brown breaking the colour. Along her head, blackness doesn't touch her ear insides, or her cheeks not even her eyes or underside. These are all white, along with the inside of her legs.
Her eyes are a deep shade of gold, always showing some negetive emotion lurking within her. Her fangs are long and jagged, her jaws easily capable of breaking the back of a cat. Although her body-size is average for a female, her sharp mind makes up for it. Her body is a worn vessel, with numerous scars zigzagging around her body from vicious scuffles.
Personality(Adult): Mirage is certainly a cold little bitch. She is snappy and loves to torture stuff, the feel of others pain being like icecream to a little child. She is quite practically insane, but at the same time she is cold and calculating, a deadly combination. Mirage is smart and loves to lure in males with the tempation of mating... And then slaughtering them before they get the chance, leaving their would-be penetraters a mile away from their cooling bodies. The only ones she doesn't look upon with a canibalistic hunger, are the wolves of time, her father and the pack she resides in. The taste of wolf flesh is delicious and always sparkles on her tongue.
She can barely hold her blood lust, and in a pack like Deathpack, it is certainly nothing different to what the others do, in fact it is encouraged and forced by the wolves of time.
History: Like many of the wolves living in Wolven Peril, Mirage has had mysterious losses in her family. Her Mother and Siblings are all gone, whilst her father is happy to leave her in Deathpack whilst he hangs around as a Rogue. At her birth, they were together as a happy family, but on the first day she was allowed out the nursery, her life took a twist. Prince decided the pups no longer needed him around, and left without further ado, and when Mirage returned to the den after a day exploring the excting camp: the others never returned.
It was a strange time, Mirage only fully realised they were gone by the time their memories had grown dim in her mind. Lestat & Dusk took over most of her raising. They were not loving, but they sufficed to nurture her nature and preach to her about Starpack. They would never be Mother and Father to her, but they were her guardians.
With the start of the disease, Mirage then realised that most of the pack had gone. Gone to Starpack Lestat & Dusk had told her, then explained the meaning of death. It was strange as always, seemed that was as close to sad as Mirage could get.
The disease did not touch her, despite the heavy losses on other wildlife, wolf or rabbit. She never saw a frothing vicious animal, though she suspected Lestat & Dusk had a lot to do with that, they became tired and even more snappish as the disease grew in strength. They must've been killing the Infected in attempt to wipe the area clean. But there was only one way to rid the land of the disease, and they hadn't found it.
Mother: Aguta
Father: Prince
Siblings: Legacy, Rain and Thorn
Gender: Female
Pack: Deathpack
Rank: Wolven Warrior.
Age: 2 Years
Description:
Mirage is a wolf that holds three colours in her fur. The first is dark brown, this is draped over her shoulders in a thick mane, it runs down her sides, remaining on the outside of her legs. Her sides are brown, running along the tail and only stopping at the tip. At the very end of her tail, it is as black as the darkest night. Running along her spine is more black with only a few stray hairs of brown breaking the colour. Along her head, blackness doesn't touch her ear insides, or her cheeks not even her eyes or underside. These are all white, along with the inside of her legs.
Her eyes are a deep shade of gold, always showing some negetive emotion lurking within her. Her fangs are long and jagged, her jaws easily capable of breaking the back of a cat. Although her body-size is average for a female, her sharp mind makes up for it. Her body is a worn vessel, with numerous scars zigzagging around her body from vicious scuffles.
Personality(Adult): Mirage is certainly a cold little bitch. She is snappy and loves to torture stuff, the feel of others pain being like icecream to a little child. She is quite practically insane, but at the same time she is cold and calculating, a deadly combination. Mirage is smart and loves to lure in males with the tempation of mating... And then slaughtering them before they get the chance, leaving their would-be penetraters a mile away from their cooling bodies. The only ones she doesn't look upon with a canibalistic hunger, are the wolves of time, her father and the pack she resides in. The taste of wolf flesh is delicious and always sparkles on her tongue.
She can barely hold her blood lust, and in a pack like Deathpack, it is certainly nothing different to what the others do, in fact it is encouraged and forced by the wolves of time.
History: Like many of the wolves living in Wolven Peril, Mirage has had mysterious losses in her family. Her Mother and Siblings are all gone, whilst her father is happy to leave her in Deathpack whilst he hangs around as a Rogue. At her birth, they were together as a happy family, but on the first day she was allowed out the nursery, her life took a twist. Prince decided the pups no longer needed him around, and left without further ado, and when Mirage returned to the den after a day exploring the excting camp: the others never returned.
It was a strange time, Mirage only fully realised they were gone by the time their memories had grown dim in her mind. Lestat & Dusk took over most of her raising. They were not loving, but they sufficed to nurture her nature and preach to her about Starpack. They would never be Mother and Father to her, but they were her guardians.
With the start of the disease, Mirage then realised that most of the pack had gone. Gone to Starpack Lestat & Dusk had told her, then explained the meaning of death. It was strange as always, seemed that was as close to sad as Mirage could get.
The disease did not touch her, despite the heavy losses on other wildlife, wolf or rabbit. She never saw a frothing vicious animal, though she suspected Lestat & Dusk had a lot to do with that, they became tired and even more snappish as the disease grew in strength. They must've been killing the Infected in attempt to wipe the area clean. But there was only one way to rid the land of the disease, and they hadn't found it.
Mother: Aguta
Father: Prince
Siblings: Legacy, Rain and Thorn