Post by Chase on Jan 7, 2006 17:41:14 GMT -5
Name: Chase
Age: Three Summers
Gender: Female
Eye Color: Forest Green
Fur Color: Reddish Brown, Copper toned. White on her maw, tip of her tail, under belly and on her paws. Explain more in my Intro.
Mate: None
Pups: None
History: Chase was born in a pack called the Rebel Wolf Pack. She was daughter of the alpha's but sadly the pack died out the first year she was there. Humans rampaged through the forest, and they set it on fire. Half of them lived the other half died, her mom and dad must have died, though she never saw them after that. The rest of the pack that had lived went there own ways. Chase is now looking for a new pack and possiably a mate.
Breed: Red Wolf
Intro Post:
A medium sized wolfess walked into the terrain. White dipped paws hit the ground softly as she walked her red and brown copper tone fur blew softly in the winds soft breeze. Her white dipped tail swayed lowly and hovered just above the ground. Her white underbelly brushed past the underbrush as she walked. Green eyes stared into the shadows making sure a pair wasn’t staring back at her. She lifted her white slender maw towards the air and let out a howl that sounded like a birds soft song yet sent a shiver down her own spine. She walked on into the terrain. She came to a small pool of water and lapped up some of it seeing her reflection in the small pool she gazed down, her face held no scars yet, and her eyes were perfectly capable of seeing in the darkness. She lifted her head at the sound of a small animal moving through the leaves she figured "Just a rabbit." and continued onward through the unknown terra. She studied the movement around her and her ears perked at every little sound. This gentle wolf had a name that described her in one word her father gave it to her, she was soft and gently as her mother but yet had her fathers dignifying attitude when she was mad. Yes it sounds like she is perfect but yet she’s no were near perfect. She’s terrified of wolves that are bigger then her sometimes, and she’s scared of pack leaders that just go on a killing rampage. But her wonderful name is short, sweet and to the point Chase.
Age: Three Summers
Gender: Female
Eye Color: Forest Green
Fur Color: Reddish Brown, Copper toned. White on her maw, tip of her tail, under belly and on her paws. Explain more in my Intro.
Mate: None
Pups: None
History: Chase was born in a pack called the Rebel Wolf Pack. She was daughter of the alpha's but sadly the pack died out the first year she was there. Humans rampaged through the forest, and they set it on fire. Half of them lived the other half died, her mom and dad must have died, though she never saw them after that. The rest of the pack that had lived went there own ways. Chase is now looking for a new pack and possiably a mate.
Breed: Red Wolf
Intro Post:
A medium sized wolfess walked into the terrain. White dipped paws hit the ground softly as she walked her red and brown copper tone fur blew softly in the winds soft breeze. Her white dipped tail swayed lowly and hovered just above the ground. Her white underbelly brushed past the underbrush as she walked. Green eyes stared into the shadows making sure a pair wasn’t staring back at her. She lifted her white slender maw towards the air and let out a howl that sounded like a birds soft song yet sent a shiver down her own spine. She walked on into the terrain. She came to a small pool of water and lapped up some of it seeing her reflection in the small pool she gazed down, her face held no scars yet, and her eyes were perfectly capable of seeing in the darkness. She lifted her head at the sound of a small animal moving through the leaves she figured "Just a rabbit." and continued onward through the unknown terra. She studied the movement around her and her ears perked at every little sound. This gentle wolf had a name that described her in one word her father gave it to her, she was soft and gently as her mother but yet had her fathers dignifying attitude when she was mad. Yes it sounds like she is perfect but yet she’s no were near perfect. She’s terrified of wolves that are bigger then her sometimes, and she’s scared of pack leaders that just go on a killing rampage. But her wonderful name is short, sweet and to the point Chase.