09-09-2010, 03:42 PM
Character Name: Bracken Kandur
Character Birthdate: 2nd November 2008
Character Gender: Female
Character Species: Iberian Wolf (Canislupus signatus)
Regular Wolf or Luperci: Luperci
Desired Profession Path, if any: Healing
Secondary form of contact (AIM, MSN, Y!M): MSN: tofdenrox@live.co.uk
Currently played characters: Just this one!
How did you hear about 'Souls?: Another website.
Sharp yellow-green eyes stared out past the border. A tail brushed hesitantly against grass, and a gust of wind blew soft, coarse fur as Bracken continued to gaze longingly into the unknown territory. After her long journey to this frozen land, she was relieved to smell another's scent on the breeze. Of course, it was nowhere near winter in this land, but she still shivered in her pelt as another breeze swept across the landscape. The sunny land of which was her origin seemed a million miles away in the cold, black night, and she smiled as the faces of friends and family floated to the forefront of her mind. Then the smile faded as she remembered the last words she had exchanged with her father on the day of her departure.
'How dare you leave, and without my permission! How do you know that these "packs"'-he spat the word out with disgust-'are real, not just the twisted imagination of some fool? We are a civilised race, not some barbarians in the frozen north!'
'They are real, and I will find them!' Bracken declared, and she turned, and raced out of the door, tears mingling with the dust.
The Iberian shook her head distractedly. Now was not the time to think of her shattered family. Now was the time to think about the possible new life stretching out magnificently right in front of her.
She threw back her head, and howled.
Then she stepped back, well away from the border line, and waited.
Character Birthdate: 2nd November 2008
Character Gender: Female
Character Species: Iberian Wolf (Canislupus signatus)
Regular Wolf or Luperci: Luperci
Desired Profession Path, if any: Healing
Secondary form of contact (AIM, MSN, Y!M): MSN: tofdenrox@live.co.uk
Currently played characters: Just this one!
How did you hear about 'Souls?: Another website.
Sharp yellow-green eyes stared out past the border. A tail brushed hesitantly against grass, and a gust of wind blew soft, coarse fur as Bracken continued to gaze longingly into the unknown territory. After her long journey to this frozen land, she was relieved to smell another's scent on the breeze. Of course, it was nowhere near winter in this land, but she still shivered in her pelt as another breeze swept across the landscape. The sunny land of which was her origin seemed a million miles away in the cold, black night, and she smiled as the faces of friends and family floated to the forefront of her mind. Then the smile faded as she remembered the last words she had exchanged with her father on the day of her departure.
'How dare you leave, and without my permission! How do you know that these "packs"'-he spat the word out with disgust-'are real, not just the twisted imagination of some fool? We are a civilised race, not some barbarians in the frozen north!'
'They are real, and I will find them!' Bracken declared, and she turned, and raced out of the door, tears mingling with the dust.
The Iberian shook her head distractedly. Now was not the time to think of her shattered family. Now was the time to think about the possible new life stretching out magnificently right in front of her.
She threw back her head, and howled.
Then she stepped back, well away from the border line, and waited.