03-14-2011, 07:51 PM
OOC
Character Birthdate (including year): 2 years old
Birthdate: May 13th, 2009
Species: 10% Gray Wolf 90% Arctic Wolf C
Gender: Male
Preferred Art Rank: Gardener
A Secondary Form of Contact: Gmail, I'll IM you my second email you can contact me with
Currently Played Characters: Sparrow Grace
How You Found 'Souls: I was looking for a RPG
Recruits by:
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IC
Sparrow Grace leaped through the forest with the dignified beautiful gait of a deer. Memories played through her mind, taunting her so immensely she felt like a large buck had kicked her right in the ribs, knocking the air right out of her. She looked around, everything nearby looking like gentle paint brush strokes from some of the paintings her mother had painted occasionally for her father. As she neared the valley with long strips of waving grass that started to look a tad bit brighter from the setting sun that was millions of miles from where the young fae had been standing, she spotted a river that looked about the size of a quarter from where she was standing and decided to stop by it. Sparrow sat down by the small pond for some rest then, dipped her canteen that she had received as a gift as a young pup from her father into the calm pond that was so still, it looked as if you could walk right across it as if it was tile. As the canteen touched face with the water, it sent tiny little ripples surrounding it that looked like leopard prints on the majestic pelt of a leopard's.
Sparrow Grace tightened the cap around her canteen and rose back up as the faint smell of other wolves tickled her moist nose. This time, she decided to give her sore feet a break and walked towards her destination. As she walked, taking in all the beautiful sights and smells, she spotted an apple tree, her favorite fruit. She reached a small hand towards the biggest apple on the whole tree and plucked it off of it's branch, making a large "snap!" that could probably be heard from quite a while away. She placed the apple inside the small knapsack that her canteen and some bird seed was in. She spread some bird seed near some of the trees since she knew that birds would stop to rest on the branches above her. She ran closer and closer to the scent of another wolf and then a bell went off in her head, it was the leader of the Cercatori d'Arte pack, Shawchert Menue! Her eyes lightened up and a smile tickled the corners of her lips that had been in a sad, grim position for weeks. "Maybe I can join..." She said quietly to herself.
Sparrow Grace had heard far too much about this guy to forget about him, her siblings would never shut up about him! They told her about all the lovely talents he has and how he protected his pack and territory pretty much with his life and how strong he was... It was so unreal that she finally had the chance to meet him. "I wonder what Mongoose is doing right now..." She mumbled quietly to herself as he thought of her older brother that had taken her position after her big mistake and then it came to her, what if she was rejected by Shawchert? What would she do then? She sighed and thought, "Well, it's a risk worth taking!" and neared his territory.
Character Birthdate (including year): 2 years old
Birthdate: May 13th, 2009
Species: 10% Gray Wolf 90% Arctic Wolf C
Gender: Male
Preferred Art Rank: Gardener
A Secondary Form of Contact: Gmail, I'll IM you my second email you can contact me with
Currently Played Characters: Sparrow Grace
How You Found 'Souls: I was looking for a RPG
Recruits by:
Initial Post:
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IC
Sparrow Grace leaped through the forest with the dignified beautiful gait of a deer. Memories played through her mind, taunting her so immensely she felt like a large buck had kicked her right in the ribs, knocking the air right out of her. She looked around, everything nearby looking like gentle paint brush strokes from some of the paintings her mother had painted occasionally for her father. As she neared the valley with long strips of waving grass that started to look a tad bit brighter from the setting sun that was millions of miles from where the young fae had been standing, she spotted a river that looked about the size of a quarter from where she was standing and decided to stop by it. Sparrow sat down by the small pond for some rest then, dipped her canteen that she had received as a gift as a young pup from her father into the calm pond that was so still, it looked as if you could walk right across it as if it was tile. As the canteen touched face with the water, it sent tiny little ripples surrounding it that looked like leopard prints on the majestic pelt of a leopard's.
Sparrow Grace tightened the cap around her canteen and rose back up as the faint smell of other wolves tickled her moist nose. This time, she decided to give her sore feet a break and walked towards her destination. As she walked, taking in all the beautiful sights and smells, she spotted an apple tree, her favorite fruit. She reached a small hand towards the biggest apple on the whole tree and plucked it off of it's branch, making a large "snap!" that could probably be heard from quite a while away. She placed the apple inside the small knapsack that her canteen and some bird seed was in. She spread some bird seed near some of the trees since she knew that birds would stop to rest on the branches above her. She ran closer and closer to the scent of another wolf and then a bell went off in her head, it was the leader of the Cercatori d'Arte pack, Shawchert Menue! Her eyes lightened up and a smile tickled the corners of her lips that had been in a sad, grim position for weeks. "Maybe I can join..." She said quietly to herself.
Sparrow Grace had heard far too much about this guy to forget about him, her siblings would never shut up about him! They told her about all the lovely talents he has and how he protected his pack and territory pretty much with his life and how strong he was... It was so unreal that she finally had the chance to meet him. "I wonder what Mongoose is doing right now..." She mumbled quietly to herself as he thought of her older brother that had taken her position after her big mistake and then it came to her, what if she was rejected by Shawchert? What would she do then? She sighed and thought, "Well, it's a risk worth taking!" and neared his territory.