06-18-2009, 08:18 AM
1. Character Name: Talon Gallu
2. Character Birthdate (including year): 18 December 2007
3. Whether s/he is a regular wolf or a Luperci: Luperci
4. Species: 50% Grey wolf, 25% Arctic wolf, 25% Coyote
5. Gender: Male
6. A secondary form of contact: PM, Y!M [djcdryden]
7. How did you learn/hear about 'Souls?: I'm Pendzez/Daniel
8. Initial post:
Talon approached the scent of a pack that seemed to have caught his interest for some time. He had heard about the ranking system. It was similar to the old Medieval kind of royalty and knightship. There was a king and a queen that ruled over certain pieces of land, with princes and princesses under them, and the marquises and duchesses on the other lands of the country. The Medieval era of the human reign fascinated the wolf. How they used to live was amazing. With no technology light electric lights and of the such, all they had was fields and candle light and wooden instruments, before metal and iron was adapted to a normal everyday around the house appliances for a daily basis. Castles built with stone that can be demolished with a larger impact of another stone, homes made of wood that can be brought down by fire and just by pulling it apart. The humans had many ways of making houses before it became more stronger to the foundation.
Holding his bow and his quiver on his back, he continued on to the origin of the scent of what did they call it? Cour des Miracles? Yeah, that was it. He wished to make his loyalty known to a pack that finds his interest. He stood at the point where the scent seemed strongest and pungent. Wearing his usual crow feathered poncho that covered his maw down to just below his knees, he held on to his steel plated bow that had markings on it. His quiver of finely honed arrows was placed placed over his back. As he stopped, he looked around, finding that there was no one around. He sat down, placing his bow next to him and waited for someone to come by and see him.
2. Character Birthdate (including year): 18 December 2007
3. Whether s/he is a regular wolf or a Luperci: Luperci
4. Species: 50% Grey wolf, 25% Arctic wolf, 25% Coyote
5. Gender: Male
6. A secondary form of contact: PM, Y!M [djcdryden]
7. How did you learn/hear about 'Souls?: I'm Pendzez/Daniel
8. Initial post:
Talon approached the scent of a pack that seemed to have caught his interest for some time. He had heard about the ranking system. It was similar to the old Medieval kind of royalty and knightship. There was a king and a queen that ruled over certain pieces of land, with princes and princesses under them, and the marquises and duchesses on the other lands of the country. The Medieval era of the human reign fascinated the wolf. How they used to live was amazing. With no technology light electric lights and of the such, all they had was fields and candle light and wooden instruments, before metal and iron was adapted to a normal everyday around the house appliances for a daily basis. Castles built with stone that can be demolished with a larger impact of another stone, homes made of wood that can be brought down by fire and just by pulling it apart. The humans had many ways of making houses before it became more stronger to the foundation.
Holding his bow and his quiver on his back, he continued on to the origin of the scent of what did they call it? Cour des Miracles? Yeah, that was it. He wished to make his loyalty known to a pack that finds his interest. He stood at the point where the scent seemed strongest and pungent. Wearing his usual crow feathered poncho that covered his maw down to just below his knees, he held on to his steel plated bow that had markings on it. His quiver of finely honed arrows was placed placed over his back. As he stopped, he looked around, finding that there was no one around. He sat down, placing his bow next to him and waited for someone to come by and see him.