12-21-2010, 02:53 AM
1. Character Name: Ty Trenton Nasprite
2. Character Birthdate (including year):
3. Whether s/he is a regular wolf or a Luperci: Luperci
4. Gender: Male
5. Your e-mail: adamoski1@yahoo.com
6. A secondary form of contact (AIM, MSN, Y!M): PaperFanWarrior
7. How did you learn/hear about 'Souls?: Lin/Jefferson
((OOC: Kinda lost my neat text box, going to need a new one))
A heavy breath left Ty's lips as he plodded along, tired and weary from his long and arduous trip. His chest heaved with each continuous step, until one foot sunk into the mud, past the snow that littered the ground. However, a glint appeared in Ty's eye as he realized he remembered the scent of the mud, his nose suddenly filled with familiar as a grin appeared on Ty's lips. His pace quickened a bit as he continued to sniff around, the snow masking but not covering the scent of where he was now travelling. He could now remember he was in the swamp, the muck and grime of the place burned into his nose. However, while the smell was putrid, it did not seem to matter to Ty, to be fair he had been through much more than this in his travels, but it now acted as an energizer, forcing him to press on.
Eventually he had made it about halfway through the swamp as his body rose with pride, like a returning hero. Of course, Ty would probably not be remembered as such, he left one night without a word to anyone on where he was going, but he didn't care. It had taken him many months to return here, and they fact he made it before the real hardship of winter had hit was even more comforting to him. In his light joy, he realized that he was still technically intruding on their territory, as he was no longer a member of the pack. With this realization, he stopped and gave out a loud howl to anyone nearby, hoping to see some familiar faces. Not much could have changed in the time he was gone, right?
2. Character Birthdate (including year):
3. Whether s/he is a regular wolf or a Luperci: Luperci
4. Gender: Male
5. Your e-mail: adamoski1@yahoo.com
6. A secondary form of contact (AIM, MSN, Y!M): PaperFanWarrior
7. How did you learn/hear about 'Souls?: Lin/Jefferson
((OOC: Kinda lost my neat text box, going to need a new one))
A heavy breath left Ty's lips as he plodded along, tired and weary from his long and arduous trip. His chest heaved with each continuous step, until one foot sunk into the mud, past the snow that littered the ground. However, a glint appeared in Ty's eye as he realized he remembered the scent of the mud, his nose suddenly filled with familiar as a grin appeared on Ty's lips. His pace quickened a bit as he continued to sniff around, the snow masking but not covering the scent of where he was now travelling. He could now remember he was in the swamp, the muck and grime of the place burned into his nose. However, while the smell was putrid, it did not seem to matter to Ty, to be fair he had been through much more than this in his travels, but it now acted as an energizer, forcing him to press on.
Eventually he had made it about halfway through the swamp as his body rose with pride, like a returning hero. Of course, Ty would probably not be remembered as such, he left one night without a word to anyone on where he was going, but he didn't care. It had taken him many months to return here, and they fact he made it before the real hardship of winter had hit was even more comforting to him. In his light joy, he realized that he was still technically intruding on their territory, as he was no longer a member of the pack. With this realization, he stopped and gave out a loud howl to anyone nearby, hoping to see some familiar faces. Not much could have changed in the time he was gone, right?