06-01-2011, 08:00 PM
[html](Character Name: Songan Ohiteka Amara / Character Birthday: 22 October '03 / Character Gender: Male / Character Species: 100% Canis rufus rufus / Regular Wolf or Luperci: Luperci / Desired Profession Path: Craftsman / Spirit Animal: Liluye, Common Kestral / Short History: Originally from the Great Tribe like the other Amara's / Secondary Form of contact: AIM/MSN/E-mail/PM / Currently Played Characters: None) I hope you don't mind but I copied the questions from Sanuye's first post. Here we go :3 / WC: 571 (5 points)
It was a nice warm summer day as the red wolf male had begun to gather all of his things together and leave the Great Tribe. His golden eyes gazed around as he let the memories of the past sink in before going back to his items. There wasn’t much he was planning on bringing besides the tools to make his crafts. The breeze of the afternoon settled in just as Songan had finished collecting all the things he needed. A smiled crossed his face as his braids began to entangle with each other and his fur swayed, flying in the wind. The grass beneath his paws swayed and tickled his legs as he made his way over to his horse. He carefully untied the rope on its muzzle and began to lead it back to his old home. The structure that once housed his being was now going to be just another memory. His destination would lead him back towards family. His sister had seemed to be one of the latest ones to leave, so it was only fitting that he followed her to where she was going. The scent of the old began to linger in his nose as he carefully got on top of his horse and took one last look at the Great Tribe. He slowly turned his head away as he began on his journey to his new home.
It was going to take quite a bit of time for Songan to reach his newest destination, so there was no reason for him to rush on ahead. Why not take the time to work on some things along the way? Night began to roll in as the red wolf decided to stop. By now he was about half way to where he was going and he had added some new items to his collection of crafts. He gently kicked the horse so it would stop. There was not much shelter around, though it was not like it mattered. Judging from the sky, it didn’t look like it was going to rain, so it would be fine to sleep out in the open. The male carefully slid off the horse and pet it gently as he let it to go eat. They had stopped next to a river and decided to camp out under an old tree. As the chill of the night began to settle in, Songan had set up some leather and had his paints carefully set out to his side. His eyes gazed up and down as he began to paint the scene he had encountered here on the bank of the river. The horse was close by, making sure not to run off. The wolf took his bag and rested his head down as he soon fell asleep, gazing up to the stars.
About another week had passed by before Songan had finally arrived to his new home. Here laid the tribe of AniWaya. He paused as he took in all the new scents of the area, though he was sure he could pick up the scent of his family there. The sun hung high in the sky as he waited at the borders. What kind of tribe member would he be if he just invited himself into this tribe. He was sure though that once someone had picked up on his scent, the tribe leader would be here soon enough.
It was a nice warm summer day as the red wolf male had begun to gather all of his things together and leave the Great Tribe. His golden eyes gazed around as he let the memories of the past sink in before going back to his items. There wasn’t much he was planning on bringing besides the tools to make his crafts. The breeze of the afternoon settled in just as Songan had finished collecting all the things he needed. A smiled crossed his face as his braids began to entangle with each other and his fur swayed, flying in the wind. The grass beneath his paws swayed and tickled his legs as he made his way over to his horse. He carefully untied the rope on its muzzle and began to lead it back to his old home. The structure that once housed his being was now going to be just another memory. His destination would lead him back towards family. His sister had seemed to be one of the latest ones to leave, so it was only fitting that he followed her to where she was going. The scent of the old began to linger in his nose as he carefully got on top of his horse and took one last look at the Great Tribe. He slowly turned his head away as he began on his journey to his new home.
It was going to take quite a bit of time for Songan to reach his newest destination, so there was no reason for him to rush on ahead. Why not take the time to work on some things along the way? Night began to roll in as the red wolf decided to stop. By now he was about half way to where he was going and he had added some new items to his collection of crafts. He gently kicked the horse so it would stop. There was not much shelter around, though it was not like it mattered. Judging from the sky, it didn’t look like it was going to rain, so it would be fine to sleep out in the open. The male carefully slid off the horse and pet it gently as he let it to go eat. They had stopped next to a river and decided to camp out under an old tree. As the chill of the night began to settle in, Songan had set up some leather and had his paints carefully set out to his side. His eyes gazed up and down as he began to paint the scene he had encountered here on the bank of the river. The horse was close by, making sure not to run off. The wolf took his bag and rested his head down as he soon fell asleep, gazing up to the stars.
About another week had passed by before Songan had finally arrived to his new home. Here laid the tribe of AniWaya. He paused as he took in all the new scents of the area, though he was sure he could pick up the scent of his family there. The sun hung high in the sky as he waited at the borders. What kind of tribe member would he be if he just invited himself into this tribe. He was sure though that once someone had picked up on his scent, the tribe leader would be here soon enough.