Post by .:Shadow:. on Jan 25, 2008 23:16:39 GMT -5
Ooc|| I hope I may have a second character =] If not, I understand.
[X].:Kohl:.[X] [/size]
Name:[/u] At birth I was named
Kohl[/color]
Age:[/u] I have suffered five years and six months alive [/color]
Gender:[/u] I was born as a male[/color]
Alliance:[/u] I swear myself to the darkness[/color]
Description:[/u] I’m a very different wolf. Almost none are like me.[/color] Kohl, like his sister, has a midnight black pelt but with one little difference, he has red in his. His fluffy tail looks as if it had been dipped in red paint, same for his two from paws. There is also one other part of him that is stained red- his stomach. Well, not just his stomach for it starts forming around hi muzzle and nose, starts going down his neck, than curves and turns his whole underbelly red. Kohl has very dark eyes that you can hardly make out their color: are they black, red, gray? What are they? Even he does not know. His pelt is rough and short except for his fluffy tail but his fur there is also short, just soft. He’s also an oversized wolf for he is larger than most, his paws are massive to be able to hold his weight. His skin clings to his boned so you can see his great muscles tense and ripple when you look at him. Or is that just bones from being skinny? ((The red isn't like a red red, more of a natural earth red!))
Picture: [/u]This is what I look like[/color]
Personality:[/u]It’s just the way I am...[/color] Kohl, like every wolf, has his own personality traits but he didn’t end up with the best. He isn’t a very nice wolf no on the contrary, he’s an evil little, I mean, big menace. He doesn’t like being told what to do unless he respects you pr trusts you but that takes a lot to do and none yet have tried. Even if he is in a pack, he is not loyal to them and will go off to other packs and tell the alphas secrets or plans if he gets a hold of them. He’s also really mysterious. He never talks about his past and little is known about him except his name. Not even places he’s seen, his kin, his old pack(s)- nothing. Kohl hardly ever speaks and tries to keep to himself but he will lash out with claw, dagger, and harsh words if upset or angered. That brings us to his temper- short. It’s very short and the littlest thing can set it off: a pup trying to play with him, someone making him show submissiveness for someone of higher power he does not like, getting hurt or annoyed… and so much more. He probably has one or two good traits if you dig deep down inside his black heart; he’s a protector. He is a fighter and a good one to boot. If he starts to trust you or even love you he’ll protect you with his life if he had too. However, no one knows if he would or not because like I said before, no one has tried to befriend him except for mother nature who accepted him.
History:[/u]
My unspeakable past as a Omega living in the shadows of my sisters glory.[/color]
You’re an outcast! We don’t care about you; we don’t love you or even like you! Go die! Maybe a crow will find you worthy of eating!
His pack mates shouted at him one cold and dark night. There was such hatred in the voice, in their posture and their eyes but he couldn’t figure out what he did for he was one one-years-old at the time; he understood nothing. All he knew was he was forced down from an Alpha Pup to Omega, lickety-split after his mother had given birth to a female and three stillborn sons.
At that time, he didn’t know there were hardly any females left in their pack and since they where kin, they didn’t want Kohl to hurt her, but why would he? He had seen her once to know they look a lot alike only their eyes and one pelt color difference for she had a different father; one their mother didn’t even know who it was. It wouldn’t be until years later when he found out what they meant by hurt her. They where afraid he’d be jealous, that he’d want to kill her so he could be the next alpha for they had dubbed her next in the hierarchy to achieve that position when they had past on.
In his pack, there was one and only one Omega at a time and all the other pack members were mostly hunters in this vast and cold wilderness. They knew he couldn’t survive on his own yet so when they made kills, they left him and the ravens scraps of food which was just enough to get by on for the others needed to feed the precious little ‘angel’ his mother had had. He just couldn’t comprehend being alone; his mother and pack abandoning him, being cold with no one to snuggle with, and so much more. His pack thought by doing this they would weaken him but they wrong he grew stronger by this. He learned to stand the biter cold, to scavenge for food, to be alone, to fight, and to take to charge of loners. His muscles began to develop quickly and his body grew huge as well.
((Skipping parts of past))
Almost two years later his sister was already ruling the Frozen Artic Pack and Kohl had been long forgotten. He still traveled and lived on her lands but he would never let himself be seen. He was always planning his revenge when he had noticed a very sickly wolf coming and he decided to let that wolf into the pack and flee; he did just that. He had let a rabid wolf in and his sister did not know that it was sick and soon wolves were dropping like flies; he snickered. Things couldn’t have been better Shadow Paws mate, Kapu, had caught it so she fled and Kohl followed.
Expects To:[/u]
Kill Shadow Paw
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[X].:Kohl:.[X] [/size]
BIO Form
[/b]Name:[/u] At birth I was named
Kohl[/color]
Age:[/u] I have suffered five years and six months alive [/color]
Gender:[/u] I was born as a male[/color]
Alliance:[/u] I swear myself to the darkness[/color]
Description:[/u] I’m a very different wolf. Almost none are like me.[/color] Kohl, like his sister, has a midnight black pelt but with one little difference, he has red in his. His fluffy tail looks as if it had been dipped in red paint, same for his two from paws. There is also one other part of him that is stained red- his stomach. Well, not just his stomach for it starts forming around hi muzzle and nose, starts going down his neck, than curves and turns his whole underbelly red. Kohl has very dark eyes that you can hardly make out their color: are they black, red, gray? What are they? Even he does not know. His pelt is rough and short except for his fluffy tail but his fur there is also short, just soft. He’s also an oversized wolf for he is larger than most, his paws are massive to be able to hold his weight. His skin clings to his boned so you can see his great muscles tense and ripple when you look at him. Or is that just bones from being skinny? ((The red isn't like a red red, more of a natural earth red!))
Picture: [/u]This is what I look like[/color]
Personality:[/u]It’s just the way I am...[/color] Kohl, like every wolf, has his own personality traits but he didn’t end up with the best. He isn’t a very nice wolf no on the contrary, he’s an evil little, I mean, big menace. He doesn’t like being told what to do unless he respects you pr trusts you but that takes a lot to do and none yet have tried. Even if he is in a pack, he is not loyal to them and will go off to other packs and tell the alphas secrets or plans if he gets a hold of them. He’s also really mysterious. He never talks about his past and little is known about him except his name. Not even places he’s seen, his kin, his old pack(s)- nothing. Kohl hardly ever speaks and tries to keep to himself but he will lash out with claw, dagger, and harsh words if upset or angered. That brings us to his temper- short. It’s very short and the littlest thing can set it off: a pup trying to play with him, someone making him show submissiveness for someone of higher power he does not like, getting hurt or annoyed… and so much more. He probably has one or two good traits if you dig deep down inside his black heart; he’s a protector. He is a fighter and a good one to boot. If he starts to trust you or even love you he’ll protect you with his life if he had too. However, no one knows if he would or not because like I said before, no one has tried to befriend him except for mother nature who accepted him.
History:[/u]
My unspeakable past as a Omega living in the shadows of my sisters glory.[/color]
You’re an outcast! We don’t care about you; we don’t love you or even like you! Go die! Maybe a crow will find you worthy of eating!
His pack mates shouted at him one cold and dark night. There was such hatred in the voice, in their posture and their eyes but he couldn’t figure out what he did for he was one one-years-old at the time; he understood nothing. All he knew was he was forced down from an Alpha Pup to Omega, lickety-split after his mother had given birth to a female and three stillborn sons.
At that time, he didn’t know there were hardly any females left in their pack and since they where kin, they didn’t want Kohl to hurt her, but why would he? He had seen her once to know they look a lot alike only their eyes and one pelt color difference for she had a different father; one their mother didn’t even know who it was. It wouldn’t be until years later when he found out what they meant by hurt her. They where afraid he’d be jealous, that he’d want to kill her so he could be the next alpha for they had dubbed her next in the hierarchy to achieve that position when they had past on.
In his pack, there was one and only one Omega at a time and all the other pack members were mostly hunters in this vast and cold wilderness. They knew he couldn’t survive on his own yet so when they made kills, they left him and the ravens scraps of food which was just enough to get by on for the others needed to feed the precious little ‘angel’ his mother had had. He just couldn’t comprehend being alone; his mother and pack abandoning him, being cold with no one to snuggle with, and so much more. His pack thought by doing this they would weaken him but they wrong he grew stronger by this. He learned to stand the biter cold, to scavenge for food, to be alone, to fight, and to take to charge of loners. His muscles began to develop quickly and his body grew huge as well.
((Skipping parts of past))
Almost two years later his sister was already ruling the Frozen Artic Pack and Kohl had been long forgotten. He still traveled and lived on her lands but he would never let himself be seen. He was always planning his revenge when he had noticed a very sickly wolf coming and he decided to let that wolf into the pack and flee; he did just that. He had let a rabid wolf in and his sister did not know that it was sick and soon wolves were dropping like flies; he snickered. Things couldn’t have been better Shadow Paws mate, Kapu, had caught it so she fled and Kohl followed.
Expects To:[/u]
Kill Shadow Paw
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