Post by shadowwolf12345 on Nov 1, 2007 14:28:49 GMT -6
Name: Wolfe[pronounced like 'wolf']
Gender: Female
Age: 2 years
Appearance:
Wolfe is a large female. Her paws are massive, and touch the earth with an eerie silence. Her legs are long and muscle bound, her muscles showing mostly around her shoulders and haunches. Ears are rounded, tail is long and whip-like. Her peltage covers over perfect curves. Overall, Wolfe has a very feminine yet strong body type.
Wolfe's nose is colored black, like msot lions'. Her fur coat is a dark shade of brown. Around her eyes is splotched by black, her ears are outlined by black, and her tail is tipped by black. Her optics are a faded golden with a gaze that seems lifeless, hopeless, souless.
Scars splotch randomly about Wolfe's bodice. They are mostly white in coloration, and very unnoticable. Some are even covered over by fur. The most noticable scar is one that goes down her right fore-leg, starting at her muscled shoulder and ending near the top of her right fore-paw. It's a trademark of sorts, and colored a blood red.
Personality:
Wolfe is not the social type. She gets angered easily, and absolutly hates big crowds. Maybe not the pride lioness type? Only time will tell if someone actually does take her in.
Wolfe is a dominant lioness. She must be the ruler in a group of females, as she despises being told what to do. She will not submit willingly, and would rather live by herself than be ruled by some other female.
Wolfe has a certain thing against males. This is mainly because her heart has been broken so many times, she finds it hard to believe she'll ever love again. Whenever she is around brutes, she is harsh and always finds some snippy comeback-even if the lion is a gentlemen.
History:
Her mother was a loner. Her father, a king, a sick bastard.
Beautiful as she was, Wolfe's mother, Koloni, did not want a male. She did not need one in her life, she believed. Her father was a King of a pride that has since moved away from these lands. His name? Something along the lines of Carlo. Koloni died giving birth to two cubs-a male and a female. In the end, by the time they were saved only one lived-the female.
And so starts the legacy of Wolfe.
She was rescued by some light hearted fae called Irla. When Irla died of old age, Wolfe was left alone in Africa as only a 5 month old cub. Though, it seems the Gods did not pitty her, for her luck never changed.
Heartbroken and cursed, she moved on.
Another few months went by, and Wolfe found a little boy to cling to. Oh, his name must have been, what was it? Havik, yes, thats it. Havik was a handsom fellow, and the same age as Wolfe;8 months. When Havik was murdered, Wolfe could never forgive him.
Five more months went by.
As a yearling, she fell in love yet again. Foolish, yes? But of course! Who can resist a handsom brute called Charlie, though? A gentlemen he was, but it was all a lie. He was, so its called, cheating on her with a prissy cat named Melissa. Heartbroken yet again, Wolfe has lived the life of a loner for yet another year now.
The curse still lingers;The darkness still shrouds.
Other:
Theme Song; Face Down-Red Jumpsuit Apparattus
Picture (optional):
Gender: Female
Age: 2 years
Appearance:
Wolfe is a large female. Her paws are massive, and touch the earth with an eerie silence. Her legs are long and muscle bound, her muscles showing mostly around her shoulders and haunches. Ears are rounded, tail is long and whip-like. Her peltage covers over perfect curves. Overall, Wolfe has a very feminine yet strong body type.
Wolfe's nose is colored black, like msot lions'. Her fur coat is a dark shade of brown. Around her eyes is splotched by black, her ears are outlined by black, and her tail is tipped by black. Her optics are a faded golden with a gaze that seems lifeless, hopeless, souless.
Scars splotch randomly about Wolfe's bodice. They are mostly white in coloration, and very unnoticable. Some are even covered over by fur. The most noticable scar is one that goes down her right fore-leg, starting at her muscled shoulder and ending near the top of her right fore-paw. It's a trademark of sorts, and colored a blood red.
Personality:
Wolfe is not the social type. She gets angered easily, and absolutly hates big crowds. Maybe not the pride lioness type? Only time will tell if someone actually does take her in.
Wolfe is a dominant lioness. She must be the ruler in a group of females, as she despises being told what to do. She will not submit willingly, and would rather live by herself than be ruled by some other female.
Wolfe has a certain thing against males. This is mainly because her heart has been broken so many times, she finds it hard to believe she'll ever love again. Whenever she is around brutes, she is harsh and always finds some snippy comeback-even if the lion is a gentlemen.
History:
Her mother was a loner. Her father, a king, a sick bastard.
Beautiful as she was, Wolfe's mother, Koloni, did not want a male. She did not need one in her life, she believed. Her father was a King of a pride that has since moved away from these lands. His name? Something along the lines of Carlo. Koloni died giving birth to two cubs-a male and a female. In the end, by the time they were saved only one lived-the female.
And so starts the legacy of Wolfe.
She was rescued by some light hearted fae called Irla. When Irla died of old age, Wolfe was left alone in Africa as only a 5 month old cub. Though, it seems the Gods did not pitty her, for her luck never changed.
Heartbroken and cursed, she moved on.
Another few months went by, and Wolfe found a little boy to cling to. Oh, his name must have been, what was it? Havik, yes, thats it. Havik was a handsom fellow, and the same age as Wolfe;8 months. When Havik was murdered, Wolfe could never forgive him.
Five more months went by.
As a yearling, she fell in love yet again. Foolish, yes? But of course! Who can resist a handsom brute called Charlie, though? A gentlemen he was, but it was all a lie. He was, so its called, cheating on her with a prissy cat named Melissa. Heartbroken yet again, Wolfe has lived the life of a loner for yet another year now.
The curse still lingers;The darkness still shrouds.
Other:
Theme Song; Face Down-Red Jumpsuit Apparattus
Picture (optional):
