Post by Senea on Apr 8, 2006 22:04:04 GMT -5
Name: Senea
Age: 5 cycles
Gender: Femm
Breed: Thoroughbred
Color: Chestnut
Picture: Already posted for one. ^_^
Example Post: Large pads moved silently across the forest floor as a large male wolf casually walked about in search of something and nothing at the same exact time. As he found himself striding deeper and deeper into this sea of trees, an unfamilar scent began to encompass the air around him. The stench that graced his precense now brought back many memories of his past. It was the same scent that apalled him when he first step foot into the factory of death. Tahmores no longer found this odor offensive, however. He actually welcomed it with open arms as it symbolized his new identity. The scent became stronger and stronger until Tahmores knew that he was upon a pack's territory.
Every pack in the area except this one displeased him. The only pack that seemed decent in his eyes was this one, yet he wasn't sure if it even half met up to his standards. With a heavy sigh erupting from his slightly parted mug, he lowered himself onto his haunches and relaxed his bulging muscles. Such a long journey takes a lot out of a wolf. Not wanting to wait very long, Tahmores lifted his crania sky-ward and let his corrupted song spring forth across the lands. The notes he sang carried a hint of impatience, maybe a tad more than he intended to include. But, it didn't matter to him as he could deal with an angry leader. After all, his body language and tone could be fit to get him out of any situation, no matter how difficult. Every wolf has their talents and Tahmores is no different. Manipulation just happens to be his game and he excels at it.
As the dark creature awaited someone to arrive and tend to him, he thought about the different ways he could react to how the alphen arrived. Everything had to be carefully planned out, otherwise it might prove his downfall. But, with so many ways in which the alpha could react to Tahmores's prescence, it was proving to be a cumbersome thought to grasp. With a slight shake of his ruff, the thought was tossed aside. Another one of Tahmores's qualities was his ability to get rid of thoughts he didn't care for any longer. He could cast away things that he didn't want to fret over or that would only worry him when he needn't be worried. It was a useful trait for him and sometimes painful for others. Tassel snapping about in the slight summer breeze, Tahmores noted how peaceful everything seemed. No matter how black his heart had become, he still enjoyed a quiet place where he could be alone and relax. His whole life had been a stressful, binding circle, so why shouldn't he be able to enjoy such simple things in life? Exactly, there wasn't a reason why he shouldn't. And even if there was, he didn't really care one bit. This was his life and too much of it had been wasted dealing with ungrateful brats who only wanted to use him for something that they didn't deserve. Tahmores found himself getting worked up over mere flashbacks. He relaxed his tensing frame and softened his eyes to force himself from getting pissed off. The last thing he needed was to ruin his plan by taking out mere feelings on a wolf that didn't need Tahmores's past impeded on them.
"You would think an alpha would be quick to reply to a newcomer, eh?" Tahmores snickered. Even if he hadn't been waiting too long, he was eager to put his practiced skills to the test around real wolves and in a place where humans would no longer tread in his path. Tahmores's eyelids half-closed as he waited. Resisting the temptation to lie down, he let his mouth drop ajar and yawned. He needed a good nap. Finally not being able to stay awake any longer, his bodice dropped to the ground before he could even tell what was happening. Without resisting, his orbs shut tight again before he dozed off, awaiting someone to wake him from his twisted dreams...
Don't normally post that much, but it really depends on how much creativity I have. Sometimes I can post much longer and sometimes I can't. ^_^
Age: 5 cycles
Gender: Femm
Breed: Thoroughbred
Color: Chestnut
Picture: Already posted for one. ^_^
Example Post: Large pads moved silently across the forest floor as a large male wolf casually walked about in search of something and nothing at the same exact time. As he found himself striding deeper and deeper into this sea of trees, an unfamilar scent began to encompass the air around him. The stench that graced his precense now brought back many memories of his past. It was the same scent that apalled him when he first step foot into the factory of death. Tahmores no longer found this odor offensive, however. He actually welcomed it with open arms as it symbolized his new identity. The scent became stronger and stronger until Tahmores knew that he was upon a pack's territory.
Every pack in the area except this one displeased him. The only pack that seemed decent in his eyes was this one, yet he wasn't sure if it even half met up to his standards. With a heavy sigh erupting from his slightly parted mug, he lowered himself onto his haunches and relaxed his bulging muscles. Such a long journey takes a lot out of a wolf. Not wanting to wait very long, Tahmores lifted his crania sky-ward and let his corrupted song spring forth across the lands. The notes he sang carried a hint of impatience, maybe a tad more than he intended to include. But, it didn't matter to him as he could deal with an angry leader. After all, his body language and tone could be fit to get him out of any situation, no matter how difficult. Every wolf has their talents and Tahmores is no different. Manipulation just happens to be his game and he excels at it.
As the dark creature awaited someone to arrive and tend to him, he thought about the different ways he could react to how the alphen arrived. Everything had to be carefully planned out, otherwise it might prove his downfall. But, with so many ways in which the alpha could react to Tahmores's prescence, it was proving to be a cumbersome thought to grasp. With a slight shake of his ruff, the thought was tossed aside. Another one of Tahmores's qualities was his ability to get rid of thoughts he didn't care for any longer. He could cast away things that he didn't want to fret over or that would only worry him when he needn't be worried. It was a useful trait for him and sometimes painful for others. Tassel snapping about in the slight summer breeze, Tahmores noted how peaceful everything seemed. No matter how black his heart had become, he still enjoyed a quiet place where he could be alone and relax. His whole life had been a stressful, binding circle, so why shouldn't he be able to enjoy such simple things in life? Exactly, there wasn't a reason why he shouldn't. And even if there was, he didn't really care one bit. This was his life and too much of it had been wasted dealing with ungrateful brats who only wanted to use him for something that they didn't deserve. Tahmores found himself getting worked up over mere flashbacks. He relaxed his tensing frame and softened his eyes to force himself from getting pissed off. The last thing he needed was to ruin his plan by taking out mere feelings on a wolf that didn't need Tahmores's past impeded on them.
"You would think an alpha would be quick to reply to a newcomer, eh?" Tahmores snickered. Even if he hadn't been waiting too long, he was eager to put his practiced skills to the test around real wolves and in a place where humans would no longer tread in his path. Tahmores's eyelids half-closed as he waited. Resisting the temptation to lie down, he let his mouth drop ajar and yawned. He needed a good nap. Finally not being able to stay awake any longer, his bodice dropped to the ground before he could even tell what was happening. Without resisting, his orbs shut tight again before he dozed off, awaiting someone to wake him from his twisted dreams...
Don't normally post that much, but it really depends on how much creativity I have. Sometimes I can post much longer and sometimes I can't. ^_^
