10-25-2010, 10:39 PM
Character Name: Bao Hanley
Character Birthdate (including year): May 6th '09 (15 human years, 1 canine year~)
Whether s/he is a regular wolf or a Luperci: Luperci
Gender: male
Your e-mail: wolfen95@Yahoo.com
A secondary form of contact (AIM, MSN, Y!M): MSN same as above. (rarely ever one though)
How did you learn/hear about 'Souls?: 'Souls is affiliated with a forum I go on and once I finally got around to reading everything I ended up joining. <3
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Was... Was he in the right area? This Canada place was big. Was the area he was in now unclaimed, free of other creatures? The boy had no clue and he was seriously thinking about making camp on the very ground he treaded upon at the moment. His breath came out in short, delicate, ragged puffs of cold air as he moved through the land his feet caring him as quietly as a ninja. ...Ninjas, what were those again? He had been told amazing tales of such beings when he was young, but by now the stories were all gone from his mind. How odd that for someone as young as him he couldn't remember a simply childhood tale.
Now wasn't the time for remembering such fairy tales, anyway. He had to make camp somewhere and start thinking about starting... Anew? Without the structure of a pack he was somewhat useless being raised to live off the constant orders of a higher ranking and have a few spare moments for his random hobbies. But his mind set would have to change, wouldn't it? If he strived to live alone then it would have to for being alone meant freedom, a thing he was not used to at all. Was it alright for him to say he missed his family? Because he really did.
"Freedom" the word fluttered around his mouth and it tasted odd, but had a sweet ring to it. He always liked the word, but never had he thought of living such a life style. Brown coated ears pressed forward as his mismatched eyes took a hard look to them as the wind blew bringing the numerous smells of others plus scent markers. For a second he thought of Italy and the Hanleys thinking he was back there for the shortest of moments before snapping back to the present. Bao knew he was most likely approaching a pack, or gang of some kind and it was time for him to admit something to himself. He lacked the common social skill for such a happening because, well he never thought he would need it? Would he ever tell another this? Of course not. He was Bao and Bao was the only Hanley assassin, the pride and joy of his family. Okay, maybe not pride and joy, but he was needed, or at least he was.
All he knew to do was to bow and that's what he did getting on one knee with his head dipped. He'd wait their for months if he had to as long as that meant he didn't anger anybody. ...That seemed to be a common social skill, right? Don't trespass without permission?
occ;//
Nerp, kinda rambled there. :x Kinda out of character for Bao, but he's a confused baby at the moment.
Character Birthdate (including year): May 6th '09 (15 human years, 1 canine year~)
Whether s/he is a regular wolf or a Luperci: Luperci
Gender: male
Your e-mail: wolfen95@Yahoo.com
A secondary form of contact (AIM, MSN, Y!M): MSN same as above. (rarely ever one though)
How did you learn/hear about 'Souls?: 'Souls is affiliated with a forum I go on and once I finally got around to reading everything I ended up joining. <3
ic
Was... Was he in the right area? This Canada place was big. Was the area he was in now unclaimed, free of other creatures? The boy had no clue and he was seriously thinking about making camp on the very ground he treaded upon at the moment. His breath came out in short, delicate, ragged puffs of cold air as he moved through the land his feet caring him as quietly as a ninja. ...Ninjas, what were those again? He had been told amazing tales of such beings when he was young, but by now the stories were all gone from his mind. How odd that for someone as young as him he couldn't remember a simply childhood tale.
Now wasn't the time for remembering such fairy tales, anyway. He had to make camp somewhere and start thinking about starting... Anew? Without the structure of a pack he was somewhat useless being raised to live off the constant orders of a higher ranking and have a few spare moments for his random hobbies. But his mind set would have to change, wouldn't it? If he strived to live alone then it would have to for being alone meant freedom, a thing he was not used to at all. Was it alright for him to say he missed his family? Because he really did.
"Freedom" the word fluttered around his mouth and it tasted odd, but had a sweet ring to it. He always liked the word, but never had he thought of living such a life style. Brown coated ears pressed forward as his mismatched eyes took a hard look to them as the wind blew bringing the numerous smells of others plus scent markers. For a second he thought of Italy and the Hanleys thinking he was back there for the shortest of moments before snapping back to the present. Bao knew he was most likely approaching a pack, or gang of some kind and it was time for him to admit something to himself. He lacked the common social skill for such a happening because, well he never thought he would need it? Would he ever tell another this? Of course not. He was Bao and Bao was the only Hanley assassin, the pride and joy of his family. Okay, maybe not pride and joy, but he was needed, or at least he was.
All he knew to do was to bow and that's what he did getting on one knee with his head dipped. He'd wait their for months if he had to as long as that meant he didn't anger anybody. ...That seemed to be a common social skill, right? Don't trespass without permission?
occ;//
Nerp, kinda rambled there. :x Kinda out of character for Bao, but he's a confused baby at the moment.