12-21-2010, 08:29 PM
Character Name: Akita
Character Birthdate (including year): March 7, 2010 (10 Months)
Whether s/he is a regular wolf or a Luperci: Luperci
Species: Northern Rocky Mountains Wolf
Gender: Female
A secondary form of contact: none
Currently played characters: none
How you found 'Souls: just browsing the internet
Initial post: Introduce your character approaching the pack lands In Character. Aim for a minimum of 2 paragraphs.
Akita paused and sniffed the air. She was at the entrance to a cave and from what she could smell, there were wolves here. She had been travelling a long time. Akita wasn't from here originally, but she had heard of this land where the wolves ruled from her mother when she was born. At first she had believed them to just be an old nursery tale but then one of her pack members returned from beyond their territory. He left before she had been born and didn't know him. Hiding inside the cave with another sibling she could hear her father's and mother's voices talking. The wolf had told them that their stories were true; there were wolves up in the north that ruled. Akita could hardly believe her ears. From that day on she had wanted to travel north and to live with the other wolves.
Finally, here she was. Or at least she hoped she was. This was the only wolf scent she had picked up so far, though she is sure that there must be many others. With her tail tucked between her back legs she slunk forward, the fur on her neck standing on end. She was frightened, scared that they might not like her or that they might hurt her in some way. Her stomach growled and she was reminded that she hadn't hunted for at least two moons. Where she had lived, they had had a lot of food. The eldest wolf in her pack used to tell her how the old ways were rough. Some packs went for months without a good meal and it was all because of these old beings called humans.
Of course the old wolf hadn't seen them. She wasn't that old, but stories had been passed down through the pack for ages. Akita was curious about these humans but they were long gone and so she had put all thoughts of them away. Besides, from the stories that the old wolf told, humans had been bad creatures that killed and wore wolf furs as second skins.
Thinking about it, Akita shivered and paused again, looking into the cave. The scent of wolves was stronger now but she was too afraid to go any farther.
Character Birthdate (including year): March 7, 2010 (10 Months)
Whether s/he is a regular wolf or a Luperci: Luperci
Species: Northern Rocky Mountains Wolf
Gender: Female
A secondary form of contact: none
Currently played characters: none
How you found 'Souls: just browsing the internet
Initial post: Introduce your character approaching the pack lands In Character. Aim for a minimum of 2 paragraphs.
Akita paused and sniffed the air. She was at the entrance to a cave and from what she could smell, there were wolves here. She had been travelling a long time. Akita wasn't from here originally, but she had heard of this land where the wolves ruled from her mother when she was born. At first she had believed them to just be an old nursery tale but then one of her pack members returned from beyond their territory. He left before she had been born and didn't know him. Hiding inside the cave with another sibling she could hear her father's and mother's voices talking. The wolf had told them that their stories were true; there were wolves up in the north that ruled. Akita could hardly believe her ears. From that day on she had wanted to travel north and to live with the other wolves.
Finally, here she was. Or at least she hoped she was. This was the only wolf scent she had picked up so far, though she is sure that there must be many others. With her tail tucked between her back legs she slunk forward, the fur on her neck standing on end. She was frightened, scared that they might not like her or that they might hurt her in some way. Her stomach growled and she was reminded that she hadn't hunted for at least two moons. Where she had lived, they had had a lot of food. The eldest wolf in her pack used to tell her how the old ways were rough. Some packs went for months without a good meal and it was all because of these old beings called humans.
Of course the old wolf hadn't seen them. She wasn't that old, but stories had been passed down through the pack for ages. Akita was curious about these humans but they were long gone and so she had put all thoughts of them away. Besides, from the stories that the old wolf told, humans had been bad creatures that killed and wore wolf furs as second skins.
Thinking about it, Akita shivered and paused again, looking into the cave. The scent of wolves was stronger now but she was too afraid to go any farther.