03-07-2011, 05:51 PM
Character Name: Zepherus
Character Birthdate (including year): September 10th, 2010 (about 7/8 months old)
Whether s/he is a regular wolf or a Luperci: Regular Wolf
Species: Canis Lupus (very dark)
Gender: Male
Currently played characters: only one
How you found 'Souls: Another website that I can't remember
In a small clearing lay a small, black pup named Zepherus. He was quite small for his age and didn't need to worry about things called camouflage, he would simply hide behind a fallen tree or a large rock and nobody would know he was there. The young pup was dreaming, his feet running towards a goal he could not reach, his nose twitching for something that was not there, but suddenly...Zepherus awoke, he wasn't sure exactly what woke him, he just knew that he was now awake. He peered around the clearing that he had decided to take up camp in, looking for any sudden movements, several seconds passed with nothing of interest but suddenly he saw it, a spider. He quickly wondered what this spider was doing here, it was pretty cold and Zepherus was sure that his little spider hairs wouldn't protect him from the snow. Nor would it protect him from Zepherus' wrath! The young pup quickly jumped to all fours and began playing with the small arachnid who did NOT seem to be enjoying this little play date. But of course, the young pup didn't realize that his new friend might not want to play with something sharp-clawed and 100 times larger than itself. The pup continued torturing the spider for a good two minutes before the pup realized it was dead. Immense sadness swept over Zepherus as he realized what he had done, he had never killed anything unless it was absolutely necessary. Before he could think on it much further, the spider quickly jumped up and scurried off. Zepherus, entirely fooled, barked after him, saying things that best not be mentioned by young pups such as himself. Accepting defeat, Zepherus wandered around the clearing for a while longer, looking for new and exciting things to do. He found it in a small mammal, smelling a predator around it had decided to hide and hope that the wolf wouldn't notice it's presence. Of course, nothing got passed the youthful Zepherus! The pup found the small animal inside a fallen tree, Zepherus wasn't necessarily hungry but he had learned that it was always better to eat when you could, you never know when your next meal is going to come along. The animal, sensing the predators attention, decided to make a run for it. Zepherus, however, was prepared for this option. He quickly jumped atop the tree with light paws and waited for his prey to come out. Right on schedule the animal shot out of the tree with Zepherus close on his heels. Zepherus loved the chase, the rush of adrenaline made him ecstatic, ecstatic enough to do something he normally would never do. He announced his presence. A howl escaped his lips before he could siphon off the sound. He stopped dead in his tracks and waited. He knew he was close to a packs territory and he had been mindful of that fact. He had been laying low in the hills for days, dreading any interaction for fear of territory battles and rejection. He knew someone was coming, he hoped they would understand...
Character Birthdate (including year): September 10th, 2010 (about 7/8 months old)
Whether s/he is a regular wolf or a Luperci: Regular Wolf
Species: Canis Lupus (very dark)
Gender: Male
Currently played characters: only one
How you found 'Souls: Another website that I can't remember
In a small clearing lay a small, black pup named Zepherus. He was quite small for his age and didn't need to worry about things called camouflage, he would simply hide behind a fallen tree or a large rock and nobody would know he was there. The young pup was dreaming, his feet running towards a goal he could not reach, his nose twitching for something that was not there, but suddenly...Zepherus awoke, he wasn't sure exactly what woke him, he just knew that he was now awake. He peered around the clearing that he had decided to take up camp in, looking for any sudden movements, several seconds passed with nothing of interest but suddenly he saw it, a spider. He quickly wondered what this spider was doing here, it was pretty cold and Zepherus was sure that his little spider hairs wouldn't protect him from the snow. Nor would it protect him from Zepherus' wrath! The young pup quickly jumped to all fours and began playing with the small arachnid who did NOT seem to be enjoying this little play date. But of course, the young pup didn't realize that his new friend might not want to play with something sharp-clawed and 100 times larger than itself. The pup continued torturing the spider for a good two minutes before the pup realized it was dead. Immense sadness swept over Zepherus as he realized what he had done, he had never killed anything unless it was absolutely necessary. Before he could think on it much further, the spider quickly jumped up and scurried off. Zepherus, entirely fooled, barked after him, saying things that best not be mentioned by young pups such as himself. Accepting defeat, Zepherus wandered around the clearing for a while longer, looking for new and exciting things to do. He found it in a small mammal, smelling a predator around it had decided to hide and hope that the wolf wouldn't notice it's presence. Of course, nothing got passed the youthful Zepherus! The pup found the small animal inside a fallen tree, Zepherus wasn't necessarily hungry but he had learned that it was always better to eat when you could, you never know when your next meal is going to come along. The animal, sensing the predators attention, decided to make a run for it. Zepherus, however, was prepared for this option. He quickly jumped atop the tree with light paws and waited for his prey to come out. Right on schedule the animal shot out of the tree with Zepherus close on his heels. Zepherus loved the chase, the rush of adrenaline made him ecstatic, ecstatic enough to do something he normally would never do. He announced his presence. A howl escaped his lips before he could siphon off the sound. He stopped dead in his tracks and waited. He knew he was close to a packs territory and he had been mindful of that fact. He had been laying low in the hills for days, dreading any interaction for fear of territory battles and rejection. He knew someone was coming, he hoped they would understand...