what're you made of

[Spenser De Lange]

Character Birthdate (including year): September 21, 2008(profile says the site is set in 2010, but this could be wrong)
Species: Labrador/Eastern Timber wolf
Gender: Male
Preferred Ark Rank: Craftsmen
A Secondary Form of Contact:
AIM: Reamwolf
Yahoo: etoilechetare
Currently Played Characters: none
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OOC: Just a quick note, he has two npc helpers in this post, but one will be leaving and one will stay. And very bad post, need to get back into his character. xD

Before coming to this... slightly god-forbidden land, he'd made sure to primp himself perfectly and came with a couple people carrying his luggage from home. Why his father sent him here, he'd never know; maybe he'd done something wrong and this was his punishment? Fat lot of good it did to punish him for something he had no idea he did, though. Good job, dad. He'd die if he couldn't find a house or something to live in around here, to make sure his possessions were safe and sound. Spenser was pretty sure there'd be a lot of jealous people out there looking for nice clothes and items and would steal from him.

He totally came here with an assumption that he was going to be living with cavemen or something, but he was hoping to be proven wrong. Because if he wasn't, he'd be on his way to the next ship back home in an instant.

Once he got to the pack lands, he stopped along the border. He'd never seen a pack, been close to one, and hadn't studied up on proper pack etiquette, so he had no idea what he was doing, really. Spense was probably too close to the borders, but uh, he didn't really care. He wanted to get a place and settle down before exploring his new... wild home. For a moment he stood and looked around, twiddling his thumbs before looking to one of his helpers for some sort of explanation as to what to do. "You should call," the male hinted carefully, not wanting to tick Spense off. Right, call for someone? He came from a very civilized place, so it would be a wonder if he survived out here. He'd have to buckle down and learn from the pack members. Which he was excited about; it was something totally new and he was always ready to expand his smarts.

So, after another moment of silence, Spenser called out loudly to anyone who was around. "I need assistance," he rumbled, confident someone would quickly run to meet him.