10-20-2010, 04:04 PM
* Character Name: Overo Mayawyn
* Character Birthdate (including year): 1 August 2009
* Luperci: No
* Species: 20% Ethiopian Wolf, 70% Husky, 10% Timber Wolf
* Gender: Male
* A secondary form of contact: ReizoHayashi@yahoo.com
* How you found 'Souls: Google :3
* Initial post:
Blood was smeared through the fur on his chest and chin, however it wasn't his. In the last four months since Overo and his father, Sulstace, had parted, he had run into several small packs and lone wolves. He made an amused expression to himself as he recalled the encounter no more than an hour ago. A simple dispute over a dead rabbit that had quickly been dealt with. As a result, Overo had bloody fur and a full stomach. It pleased him to know that all that training still hadn't worn off.
Despite being successful for himself in the last several months, it was becoming noticeably colder in recent weeks. Overo knew that soon small prey would become difficult to find, and wolves weren't designed to hunt large prey alone. Overo was an outstanding warrior, and he knew it, but trying to tackle a deer(flailing hooves and possible antlers and all) on his own wasn't worth the risk.
Overo sat down with a huff, looking up at the trees around him before settling his gaze downward at his dirty white paws. In all honesty, he had no idea why he was still travelling or what he was looking for. With another heavy sigh, he laid down on his side and stretched out his legs. Two or three of the packs he had encountered on his travels(that hadn't driven him away) had been willing to take him in, but he had declined. They were peaceful, but it had become clear that all Overo knew how to do was fight.
With a quick heave Overo stood up and shook the dirt and debris from his fur. He was aware that he was close to the boundaries of another packland, making it risky to rest for too long. His black ears immediately swivelled forward as he heard a rustling in the woods. A few quick sniffs of the air told Overo that a canine had made the noise. Instinctively, Overo took a defensive stance, head low to protect his throat, muscles collected, but kept his tail straight down to avoid immediate conflict with the other wolf.
* Character Birthdate (including year): 1 August 2009
* Luperci: No
* Species: 20% Ethiopian Wolf, 70% Husky, 10% Timber Wolf
* Gender: Male
* A secondary form of contact: ReizoHayashi@yahoo.com
* How you found 'Souls: Google :3
* Initial post:
Blood was smeared through the fur on his chest and chin, however it wasn't his. In the last four months since Overo and his father, Sulstace, had parted, he had run into several small packs and lone wolves. He made an amused expression to himself as he recalled the encounter no more than an hour ago. A simple dispute over a dead rabbit that had quickly been dealt with. As a result, Overo had bloody fur and a full stomach. It pleased him to know that all that training still hadn't worn off.
Despite being successful for himself in the last several months, it was becoming noticeably colder in recent weeks. Overo knew that soon small prey would become difficult to find, and wolves weren't designed to hunt large prey alone. Overo was an outstanding warrior, and he knew it, but trying to tackle a deer(flailing hooves and possible antlers and all) on his own wasn't worth the risk.
Overo sat down with a huff, looking up at the trees around him before settling his gaze downward at his dirty white paws. In all honesty, he had no idea why he was still travelling or what he was looking for. With another heavy sigh, he laid down on his side and stretched out his legs. Two or three of the packs he had encountered on his travels(that hadn't driven him away) had been willing to take him in, but he had declined. They were peaceful, but it had become clear that all Overo knew how to do was fight.
With a quick heave Overo stood up and shook the dirt and debris from his fur. He was aware that he was close to the boundaries of another packland, making it risky to rest for too long. His black ears immediately swivelled forward as he heard a rustling in the woods. A few quick sniffs of the air told Overo that a canine had made the noise. Instinctively, Overo took a defensive stance, head low to protect his throat, muscles collected, but kept his tail straight down to avoid immediate conflict with the other wolf.