Post by Dark and co. on Aug 15, 2006 0:04:25 GMT -5
((here's the annotated version, minus the characters I have gotten rid of))
Basics:
Name: Dark
Gender: male
Species: timber wolf
Age: 4
Height: 3'
Weight: 120 lbs
Eyes: golden (one scarred and blind)
Appearance:
Muscular and slightly heavy-set for a timber, he has longer, more tapering ears than most wolves. He has tri-coloured fur of dark brown, slate grey and faded yellow. He has a black ring on his tail, paws and black fur over his eyes. Some of the fur on his head hangs over his right eye, which is blind. His good eye is golden in colour and icy cold.
Personality:
Dark is a loner by nature but recognizes the value of working with others. He is disciplined and largely calm in the face of stressful situations, but deals very poorly without a clear goal in mind. He wanders Alteron's borders constantly and seeks out trespassers to dispatch and newcomers to guide to his Lord's judgement. He has no respect for weakness and kindness but submits to anyone who displays higher rank or greater power (within Alteron of course).
History:
Dark was raised by his wandering parents, Yarrow and Gorgon, to become a killer. He was told that even a stred of weakness was to be exploited in the enemy and to be exterminated within one's self. His mother wanted to kill his younger brother Kit, so Dark hid him and said that he ran away. His mother binded his eye but allowed him to live. as the years passed, she "found weakness" in her daughters and her own mate, until only she and Dark remained. whlist crossing unfamiliar territory, they were beset by human hunters but escaped. Gorgon was injured badly after the flight and ordered her son to kill her, which he did obligingly. He now patrols the lands of Alteron, his mother's goal, to destroy the weak packs that it claims as its enemies and defend it from vagabonds and spies
Pictures:
Template by SirenNone, coloured by me
By Fenaii
by Mutt
by Anuskey
by The Slave
by unknown (the thread was deleted, please tell me if you know who drew this)
Name: Kit
Species: Timber wolf
Gender: male
Age: 4 years
Height: 2' 7"
Weight: 90 lbs
Eyes: Golden
*Appearance*
Kit has fur of three colours; blue-grey, chestnut brown and buff. He has expressive golden eyes and has a tear out of the lower part of one ear. Kit has a lithe build and is clearly a wolf who relies more on speed and agility than raw power.
*Personality*
Kit has finally come back into his correct state of mind after many years of wandering in a naive haze generated by his mind to protect him from the painful memories of his childhood. He is wiser for it, but still believes that there is some good in everyone, and although life is good at getting him down, he rarely stays down for long.
*History*
Kit was driven off by his brother Dark when he was a pup. After a tumultuous few days alone, he slowly began to piece his life back together, but the shock of being driven away from his family and being alone gave him a bout of amnseia. He could no longer recall the events up to just after he began to take care of himself. After living by himself for a long time, and nearly being killed by a possessed wolf, he joined the Nardir pack and slowly began to regain himself.
Pictures:
without scars
with scars
by Fenaii
by Anuskey
Name: Dust
Species: Blackblood dire
Gender: male
Age: 4
Height: 3' 8"
Weight: 140 lbs
Eyes: Sky blue
*Appearance*
Shaggy white fur highlighted with dark grey markings on his back, legs, tail and ears. He has narrow, bright blue eyes and a purple marking under each eye. He is muscular but does not give the impression of one who throws his weight around.
*Personality*
Dust is largely passive and submissive. He is a quiet, thoughtful sort who often seems older than his years. He likes to take long walks and think about the past and the possible courses of the future. He keeps his cool even when faced with dangerous situations, but tends to get tongue-tied around attractive members of the opposite sex.
*History*
Dust was born to Song and Ascora, blackblood dire wolves. He has lived all of his life within the territory, wandering the length and breadth of it. After his parents died in conflict with sabres, Dust became both more withdrawn into himself and more focused in where he chose to wander, specifically the borders. After meeting and getting to know Featherdancer, a newcomer he aided, the two have become mates, and it seems as though at last Dust has found the kind of peace he was looking for.
pictures:
by Shayde
by Fenaii
by Featherdancer
by Featherdancer
Given Name: Xexess
Taken Name: Crossbow
Species: Blackblood dire
Gender: male
Age: 1
Height: 3' 7"
Weight: 140 lbs
Eyes: Aqua-blue
*Appearance*
Luxuriant grey fur with white highlights over his eyes leading up to and inclusing he ears. He has white legs passed the elbow and knees, along his belly and the underside of his tail. The fur on the top of his head is slightly longer and slicked back to fall in graceful spikes. He has narrow aqua-blue eyes witha jagged black mark under them. He wears a red band of cloth on his left foreleg. Xexess has a muscluar build that belies his almost unnatural grace, giving him the impression of a large shark.
*Personality*
Xexess is intelligent and calulating, often seeing how things work and figuring things out in his head. This leads him to think himself better than his fellows, whom he is adept at manipulation in order to get what he wants. He deems concepts of right and wrong to be highly subjective and ultimately superficial, instead believing in the law of the jungle. Kill or be killed, or in his case, get someone else to kill for you.
*History*
Xexess was born to Dust and Featherdancer along with his three siblings. He did not get along well with any of them, and soon turned his attentions to tricking them into serving his needs. When he was old enough to obtain his mark, he did so, and upon returning he proposed that the Alliance make a decisive attack on Alteron and finally prove which was stronger. This idea was rejected by most who heard it, some even whispering that perhaps the brat belonged with those murderers more than civil wolves.
They could not have known the young male would take this to heart.
Pictures:
by Guardian
by Guardian
by Featherdancer
Name: Kei
Species: dog (husky-ish)
Gender: male
Age: 6
Height: 2' 6"
Weight: 65 lbs
Eyes: Amber
*Appearance*
Kei is a largish husky with shaggy fur oh his head, elbows and ankles. His overall colour is white but his back is coppery red. He has a white framed by yellow spot on his forehead on a red background (hence his name. Kei is Japanese for firefly) He has warm amber eyes.
*Personality*
Kei has been around long enough to know that appearances can be decieving. The big dog is a great big softy at heart, he has a soft spot for puppies and children. His easy-going mood is sometimes shadowed by the spectres of his past, which he generally avoids talking about. In spite of this, he is a staunch fighter when it comes to defending those he cares about.
*History*
Kei was born to a gold and white bitched named Dorado. He does not remember his brothers and sisters, since they were taken away by other men when he was very small. He never knew his father, although it is a fair guess he inhereted his colouration from him. He and his mother were owned by a kind-hearted man and his family, who lived in a small village. Kei grew up playing with his master's children and the other local dogs, once he was old enough he was taken out hunting and defended the village (along with the other village dogs) from a pack of wolves in his second winter.
The good life ended when he was out chasing squirrels one rainy afternoon three years ago. The rains had been heavy that spring, the snowfall heavy as well. The men in the village could not have known that the river upstream had spilled is banks. There was no warning, there was no time. The flash flood swept the whole village away, leaving not a trace of the inhabitants or their dwellings. Kei had been lucky, his chase had brought him up to the high ground, and though after the waters receeded, and try as he might, he found no signs than any had survived.
Bereft and alone, Kei set out into the wide world. Life for the lone dog was tough but he managed to eke out a living as he traveled. His journey has brought him from far away lands, and while he knows not what he might find over the next rise, that isn't going to stop him from looking.
Pictures:
by Overdrive
Name: Mishka
Gender: male (sterile)
Species: hellhound
Age: 7
Height: 3' 2"
Weight: 130 lbs
Eyes: Orange
Appearance:
Mishka is a sinuous hellbeast with violet skin covered in soft, nearly invisible fur, like the wing of a bat. His ears are very elongated and un-canine, tapering out to elegant points. His muzzle is tipped with a lavender-furred goatee. He has a mane of soft, lavender fur like that of a horse, in that it runs down from the top of his head and down his neck. He has an undermane of the same nature which starts at his hips and trails out to the end of his serpentine tail.
Personality:
Mishka is a charmer, to be sure. He has an aura about him that radiates seduction and temptation. He's a real playboy though, he has no care for the people he beds down with. He tends to kill his bedmates more often than not. Mishka follows his chaotic whims and he is prone to irrational mood-swings. He also has a tendency to sing when he has nothing better to do, and while his voice is quite pleasant, it carries a slightly eerie quality.
History:
Mishka was born to a mother he never knew and his father, Uri, who only cared for the pup as the mood struck him. Eventually he left the hell-pup to his fate, although such a child was hardly defenseless. Eventually Mishka grew enough to wander about the lands, and wander he did. He took a mate, one who did not mind his outlandish appearance, but when he found that he could not bare offspring, he killed her in a violent rage and left the known lands. Until now.
Pictures:
by The Slave
by Bloodrush
Name: Hoarfrost
Species: arctic/dire cross
Gender: male
Age: 7
Height: 3' 1"
Weight: 125 lbs
Eyes: Blue-green
*Appearance*
Hoarfrost is mostly black with silver-white belly and markings over his eyes, cheeks, paws, shoulders, legs and the tip of his tail, giving him a frosted appearance. His eyes are almond-shaped and a dazzling hue of aqua-blue. He is quite lanky but is very nimble as well.
*Personality*
Hoarfrost is a jaunty, sometimes arrogant trickster. He enjoys life and discovering new ways of doing things. He often immitates other animals while no one's looking in order to better understand why they do what they do. In conversation he is prone to using a lot of flowery language and circular speech. He is very charming and does his best to flatter any females in earshot. Hoarfrost is also quite flighty though, and tends to back down or run away from out and out combat unless he knows he has the advantage.
*History*
Hoarfrost was born to a pair of wolves in the Greater North. His distain for them was almost immediate, as they had absolutely no ambittion, where the bi-colour possessed it in spades. He left his native lands early in life, and has been traveling ever since. Of late he has taken up with a pack of rebel dogs and wolves, although his future there is tenuous.
pictures:
by Hanransha
Name: Tohrun
Gender: male
Species: dire wolf
Age: 5
Height: 3' 2"
Weight: 135 lbs
Eyes: Violet
Appearance:
Tohrun is a lithely muscular wolf with blue-black fur highlighted with silver-white paws, underbelly, tail and ear tips. He has very long white fur on his head that he keeps tied up with a simple leather bit. His expressive eyes are almond-shaped and lustrous violet in colur. He has an X-shaped scar between his eyes he earned as a rite of adulthood.
Personality:
Tohrun is a bit of a tormented soul. He feels gulty for the pack he left behind and those who fell to drought and plague, and he feels buring resentment towards his elder brother Rylden. He is very lonesome but is reluctant to seek another mate after the death of his previous lover. Tohrun does not speak very much unless prompted.
History:
Tohrun was the beta of the Earthmother pack, in lands beyond the Red Mountains. His brother Ylden had been groomed to take the role of alpha from a young age, but he only actually ruled for a few months before he abruptly disappeared. Leadership was thrust into Tohrun's untested hands, but between his own inexperince, drought and a terrible sickness, the ancient pack was annihilated. Alone and bereft, Tohrun has journeyed to Alteron to do the only thing he knows how to do: fight.
pictures:
by Alaskan Heaven
by Featherdancer
Still to add:
Corridon (Stoneclaw/BBA pending war)
Japheth
Razi (pending AWD restoration)
Eo
Basics:
Name: Dark
Gender: male
Species: timber wolf
Age: 4
Height: 3'
Weight: 120 lbs
Eyes: golden (one scarred and blind)
Appearance:
Muscular and slightly heavy-set for a timber, he has longer, more tapering ears than most wolves. He has tri-coloured fur of dark brown, slate grey and faded yellow. He has a black ring on his tail, paws and black fur over his eyes. Some of the fur on his head hangs over his right eye, which is blind. His good eye is golden in colour and icy cold.
Personality:
Dark is a loner by nature but recognizes the value of working with others. He is disciplined and largely calm in the face of stressful situations, but deals very poorly without a clear goal in mind. He wanders Alteron's borders constantly and seeks out trespassers to dispatch and newcomers to guide to his Lord's judgement. He has no respect for weakness and kindness but submits to anyone who displays higher rank or greater power (within Alteron of course).
History:
Dark was raised by his wandering parents, Yarrow and Gorgon, to become a killer. He was told that even a stred of weakness was to be exploited in the enemy and to be exterminated within one's self. His mother wanted to kill his younger brother Kit, so Dark hid him and said that he ran away. His mother binded his eye but allowed him to live. as the years passed, she "found weakness" in her daughters and her own mate, until only she and Dark remained. whlist crossing unfamiliar territory, they were beset by human hunters but escaped. Gorgon was injured badly after the flight and ordered her son to kill her, which he did obligingly. He now patrols the lands of Alteron, his mother's goal, to destroy the weak packs that it claims as its enemies and defend it from vagabonds and spies
Pictures:
Template by SirenNone, coloured by me
By Fenaii
by Mutt
by Anuskey
by The Slave
by unknown (the thread was deleted, please tell me if you know who drew this)
Name: Kit
Species: Timber wolf
Gender: male
Age: 4 years
Height: 2' 7"
Weight: 90 lbs
Eyes: Golden
*Appearance*
Kit has fur of three colours; blue-grey, chestnut brown and buff. He has expressive golden eyes and has a tear out of the lower part of one ear. Kit has a lithe build and is clearly a wolf who relies more on speed and agility than raw power.
*Personality*
Kit has finally come back into his correct state of mind after many years of wandering in a naive haze generated by his mind to protect him from the painful memories of his childhood. He is wiser for it, but still believes that there is some good in everyone, and although life is good at getting him down, he rarely stays down for long.
*History*
Kit was driven off by his brother Dark when he was a pup. After a tumultuous few days alone, he slowly began to piece his life back together, but the shock of being driven away from his family and being alone gave him a bout of amnseia. He could no longer recall the events up to just after he began to take care of himself. After living by himself for a long time, and nearly being killed by a possessed wolf, he joined the Nardir pack and slowly began to regain himself.
Pictures:
without scars
with scars
by Fenaii
by Anuskey
Name: Dust
Species: Blackblood dire
Gender: male
Age: 4
Height: 3' 8"
Weight: 140 lbs
Eyes: Sky blue
*Appearance*
Shaggy white fur highlighted with dark grey markings on his back, legs, tail and ears. He has narrow, bright blue eyes and a purple marking under each eye. He is muscular but does not give the impression of one who throws his weight around.
*Personality*
Dust is largely passive and submissive. He is a quiet, thoughtful sort who often seems older than his years. He likes to take long walks and think about the past and the possible courses of the future. He keeps his cool even when faced with dangerous situations, but tends to get tongue-tied around attractive members of the opposite sex.
*History*
Dust was born to Song and Ascora, blackblood dire wolves. He has lived all of his life within the territory, wandering the length and breadth of it. After his parents died in conflict with sabres, Dust became both more withdrawn into himself and more focused in where he chose to wander, specifically the borders. After meeting and getting to know Featherdancer, a newcomer he aided, the two have become mates, and it seems as though at last Dust has found the kind of peace he was looking for.
pictures:
by Shayde
by Fenaii
by Featherdancer
by Featherdancer
Given Name: Xexess
Taken Name: Crossbow
Species: Blackblood dire
Gender: male
Age: 1
Height: 3' 7"
Weight: 140 lbs
Eyes: Aqua-blue
*Appearance*
Luxuriant grey fur with white highlights over his eyes leading up to and inclusing he ears. He has white legs passed the elbow and knees, along his belly and the underside of his tail. The fur on the top of his head is slightly longer and slicked back to fall in graceful spikes. He has narrow aqua-blue eyes witha jagged black mark under them. He wears a red band of cloth on his left foreleg. Xexess has a muscluar build that belies his almost unnatural grace, giving him the impression of a large shark.
*Personality*
Xexess is intelligent and calulating, often seeing how things work and figuring things out in his head. This leads him to think himself better than his fellows, whom he is adept at manipulation in order to get what he wants. He deems concepts of right and wrong to be highly subjective and ultimately superficial, instead believing in the law of the jungle. Kill or be killed, or in his case, get someone else to kill for you.
*History*
Xexess was born to Dust and Featherdancer along with his three siblings. He did not get along well with any of them, and soon turned his attentions to tricking them into serving his needs. When he was old enough to obtain his mark, he did so, and upon returning he proposed that the Alliance make a decisive attack on Alteron and finally prove which was stronger. This idea was rejected by most who heard it, some even whispering that perhaps the brat belonged with those murderers more than civil wolves.
They could not have known the young male would take this to heart.
Pictures:
by Guardian
by Guardian
by Featherdancer
Name: Kei
Species: dog (husky-ish)
Gender: male
Age: 6
Height: 2' 6"
Weight: 65 lbs
Eyes: Amber
*Appearance*
Kei is a largish husky with shaggy fur oh his head, elbows and ankles. His overall colour is white but his back is coppery red. He has a white framed by yellow spot on his forehead on a red background (hence his name. Kei is Japanese for firefly) He has warm amber eyes.
*Personality*
Kei has been around long enough to know that appearances can be decieving. The big dog is a great big softy at heart, he has a soft spot for puppies and children. His easy-going mood is sometimes shadowed by the spectres of his past, which he generally avoids talking about. In spite of this, he is a staunch fighter when it comes to defending those he cares about.
*History*
Kei was born to a gold and white bitched named Dorado. He does not remember his brothers and sisters, since they were taken away by other men when he was very small. He never knew his father, although it is a fair guess he inhereted his colouration from him. He and his mother were owned by a kind-hearted man and his family, who lived in a small village. Kei grew up playing with his master's children and the other local dogs, once he was old enough he was taken out hunting and defended the village (along with the other village dogs) from a pack of wolves in his second winter.
The good life ended when he was out chasing squirrels one rainy afternoon three years ago. The rains had been heavy that spring, the snowfall heavy as well. The men in the village could not have known that the river upstream had spilled is banks. There was no warning, there was no time. The flash flood swept the whole village away, leaving not a trace of the inhabitants or their dwellings. Kei had been lucky, his chase had brought him up to the high ground, and though after the waters receeded, and try as he might, he found no signs than any had survived.
Bereft and alone, Kei set out into the wide world. Life for the lone dog was tough but he managed to eke out a living as he traveled. His journey has brought him from far away lands, and while he knows not what he might find over the next rise, that isn't going to stop him from looking.
Pictures:
by Overdrive
Name: Mishka
Gender: male (sterile)
Species: hellhound
Age: 7
Height: 3' 2"
Weight: 130 lbs
Eyes: Orange
Appearance:
Mishka is a sinuous hellbeast with violet skin covered in soft, nearly invisible fur, like the wing of a bat. His ears are very elongated and un-canine, tapering out to elegant points. His muzzle is tipped with a lavender-furred goatee. He has a mane of soft, lavender fur like that of a horse, in that it runs down from the top of his head and down his neck. He has an undermane of the same nature which starts at his hips and trails out to the end of his serpentine tail.
Personality:
Mishka is a charmer, to be sure. He has an aura about him that radiates seduction and temptation. He's a real playboy though, he has no care for the people he beds down with. He tends to kill his bedmates more often than not. Mishka follows his chaotic whims and he is prone to irrational mood-swings. He also has a tendency to sing when he has nothing better to do, and while his voice is quite pleasant, it carries a slightly eerie quality.
History:
Mishka was born to a mother he never knew and his father, Uri, who only cared for the pup as the mood struck him. Eventually he left the hell-pup to his fate, although such a child was hardly defenseless. Eventually Mishka grew enough to wander about the lands, and wander he did. He took a mate, one who did not mind his outlandish appearance, but when he found that he could not bare offspring, he killed her in a violent rage and left the known lands. Until now.
Pictures:
by The Slave
by Bloodrush
Name: Hoarfrost
Species: arctic/dire cross
Gender: male
Age: 7
Height: 3' 1"
Weight: 125 lbs
Eyes: Blue-green
*Appearance*
Hoarfrost is mostly black with silver-white belly and markings over his eyes, cheeks, paws, shoulders, legs and the tip of his tail, giving him a frosted appearance. His eyes are almond-shaped and a dazzling hue of aqua-blue. He is quite lanky but is very nimble as well.
*Personality*
Hoarfrost is a jaunty, sometimes arrogant trickster. He enjoys life and discovering new ways of doing things. He often immitates other animals while no one's looking in order to better understand why they do what they do. In conversation he is prone to using a lot of flowery language and circular speech. He is very charming and does his best to flatter any females in earshot. Hoarfrost is also quite flighty though, and tends to back down or run away from out and out combat unless he knows he has the advantage.
*History*
Hoarfrost was born to a pair of wolves in the Greater North. His distain for them was almost immediate, as they had absolutely no ambittion, where the bi-colour possessed it in spades. He left his native lands early in life, and has been traveling ever since. Of late he has taken up with a pack of rebel dogs and wolves, although his future there is tenuous.
pictures:
by Hanransha
Name: Tohrun
Gender: male
Species: dire wolf
Age: 5
Height: 3' 2"
Weight: 135 lbs
Eyes: Violet
Appearance:
Tohrun is a lithely muscular wolf with blue-black fur highlighted with silver-white paws, underbelly, tail and ear tips. He has very long white fur on his head that he keeps tied up with a simple leather bit. His expressive eyes are almond-shaped and lustrous violet in colur. He has an X-shaped scar between his eyes he earned as a rite of adulthood.
Personality:
Tohrun is a bit of a tormented soul. He feels gulty for the pack he left behind and those who fell to drought and plague, and he feels buring resentment towards his elder brother Rylden. He is very lonesome but is reluctant to seek another mate after the death of his previous lover. Tohrun does not speak very much unless prompted.
History:
Tohrun was the beta of the Earthmother pack, in lands beyond the Red Mountains. His brother Ylden had been groomed to take the role of alpha from a young age, but he only actually ruled for a few months before he abruptly disappeared. Leadership was thrust into Tohrun's untested hands, but between his own inexperince, drought and a terrible sickness, the ancient pack was annihilated. Alone and bereft, Tohrun has journeyed to Alteron to do the only thing he knows how to do: fight.
pictures:
by Alaskan Heaven
by Featherdancer
Still to add:
Corridon (Stoneclaw/BBA pending war)
Japheth
Razi (pending AWD restoration)
Eo