.... ooc name: Talyn
.... current characters: none :p
.... how you found us: discodes
.... your character's initial fight stats: Rogue?
....a role play sample (200+ words):
Two wolves trudging through the snow. One white, one black, large, small, mother, daughter, soon to lose life, soon to lose voice. Prophetic? Not in the least.
Tawni floundered in her mother's pawsteps. They were currently traveling away from their old den, which they had left after Tawni had, multiple times, witnessed a large brown creature digging through the tunnel to get in. That warm den was long gone now. She remembered her first weeks exploring the world. A bright sun overhead, the big white wolf, who provided the food, had called it 'Summer', and had said that Tawni was part of a 'late litter'. There had been two others as well, though her small memory was already beginning to nudge them out. A little grey, her sister, perhapse, and a white. They were gone now, the grey had fallen asleep one snowy evening and slept for a very long time after. Tawni believed she was still sleeping. The larger white, as she now remembered was called Nanuq, had been with Mother, by her side, all the way up to a few nights ago. She did not know where he had gone. Tawni did not ask, and Mother said nothing.
That once-sturdy white wolf now padded ahead, a tremble in her legs. Tawni had found that asking questions and talking about literally everything somehow dulled the pain inside, but did not stop her stomach from growling. Mother had already growled at her for making noise multiple times, but she was on it again. Tawni did not match her namesake.
Tawni was thrown out of thought when her mother let out a sharp yelp of pain. There was a pair of grey teeth clamped onto the wolf's paw, attatched to what must have been the spinal cord. it clanked as Mother pulled against it. In her stupor and fright, Tawni begin howling, barking, asking questions, and making all sort of racket. She did not know why she did it. Who was she crying to? The wolf who would answer was the one immobile. By now the perpetual wind had died down, and the forest echoed Tawni's howls.
Then she heard a sound, rough and vicious, in the distance. Silence again. She looked and saw that Mother had begun gnawing on her trapped foreleg. Her attention was once again drawn away by the gutteral noise coming from ahead. A sudden instinct to hide overtook her, and she buried herself in the snow just as a tan creature came into view. It was larger than mother, a title few creatures yet held for her. It came closer, walking boldly towards Mother. Then it opened its jaws. Compact, maybe, but inhabited with four massively glistening fangs. It's thornlike claws came down, and Tawni ducked in the snow. The snarl of her mother and caterwauls of the creature filled the air for some time, until only a smug throaty noise remained, and Mother did not sound.
After a minute, Tawni peeked out, wanting Mother's reassurance. But there was no one to fill her wants, and the forest was silent except for the dripping melting snow.
and finally a bit about your character....
Tawni is a (very) dark grey wolf with a sort of silver 'sprinkling' on her coat. her paws are brown, as if she has splashed in mud. Her eyes are an olive-yellow color, and her face is a bit of a wedge shape. (images below, gotten off the internet)
.... current characters: none :p
.... how you found us: discodes
.... your character's initial fight stats: Rogue?
....a role play sample (200+ words):
Two wolves trudging through the snow. One white, one black, large, small, mother, daughter, soon to lose life, soon to lose voice. Prophetic? Not in the least.
Tawni floundered in her mother's pawsteps. They were currently traveling away from their old den, which they had left after Tawni had, multiple times, witnessed a large brown creature digging through the tunnel to get in. That warm den was long gone now. She remembered her first weeks exploring the world. A bright sun overhead, the big white wolf, who provided the food, had called it 'Summer', and had said that Tawni was part of a 'late litter'. There had been two others as well, though her small memory was already beginning to nudge them out. A little grey, her sister, perhapse, and a white. They were gone now, the grey had fallen asleep one snowy evening and slept for a very long time after. Tawni believed she was still sleeping. The larger white, as she now remembered was called Nanuq, had been with Mother, by her side, all the way up to a few nights ago. She did not know where he had gone. Tawni did not ask, and Mother said nothing.
That once-sturdy white wolf now padded ahead, a tremble in her legs. Tawni had found that asking questions and talking about literally everything somehow dulled the pain inside, but did not stop her stomach from growling. Mother had already growled at her for making noise multiple times, but she was on it again. Tawni did not match her namesake.
Tawni was thrown out of thought when her mother let out a sharp yelp of pain. There was a pair of grey teeth clamped onto the wolf's paw, attatched to what must have been the spinal cord. it clanked as Mother pulled against it. In her stupor and fright, Tawni begin howling, barking, asking questions, and making all sort of racket. She did not know why she did it. Who was she crying to? The wolf who would answer was the one immobile. By now the perpetual wind had died down, and the forest echoed Tawni's howls.
Then she heard a sound, rough and vicious, in the distance. Silence again. She looked and saw that Mother had begun gnawing on her trapped foreleg. Her attention was once again drawn away by the gutteral noise coming from ahead. A sudden instinct to hide overtook her, and she buried herself in the snow just as a tan creature came into view. It was larger than mother, a title few creatures yet held for her. It came closer, walking boldly towards Mother. Then it opened its jaws. Compact, maybe, but inhabited with four massively glistening fangs. It's thornlike claws came down, and Tawni ducked in the snow. The snarl of her mother and caterwauls of the creature filled the air for some time, until only a smug throaty noise remained, and Mother did not sound.
After a minute, Tawni peeked out, wanting Mother's reassurance. But there was no one to fill her wants, and the forest was silent except for the dripping melting snow.
and finally a bit about your character....
Tawni is a (very) dark grey wolf with a sort of silver 'sprinkling' on her coat. her paws are brown, as if she has splashed in mud. Her eyes are an olive-yellow color, and her face is a bit of a wedge shape. (images below, gotten off the internet)
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