09-27-2009, 05:08 PM
1. Character Name: Hendrix Saer
2. Character Birthdate (including year): November 23, 2004
3. Whether s/he is a regular wolf or a Luperci: Luperci
4. Gender: Male
5. Your e-mail: pepperpwnzsalt(AT)aol(DOT)com
6. A secondary form of contact (AIM, MSN, Y!M): AIM: pepperpwnzsalt
7. How did you learn/hear about 'Souls?: Geneva Stockholm/G.K.
A rain-battered figure rose out of the distance during the stormy noontime. He stood upright on two feet, like the extinct race of man. In the darkness provided by the low hanging clouds, it was hard to distinguish his features. However, in the dark it was easy to see that he was far from slight of form. He had robust shoulders and a wide chest, and he stood tall in this form, at nearly seven and a half feet tall. A long braid of hair whipped behind him on the wind. When the wind died down, the plaited hair came to rest between his shoulder blades. The braid was thick, hinting at thickness and a somewhat unruly texture if his hair was to hang lose.
Despite the chill of the rain on his bare shoulders, the male did not feel cold. The storm was not a warm one, but the temperature of these lands remained moderate. He had discovered that lands close to the ocean or sea tended to have moderate weather and temperatures. He appreciated this fact, because today it was his intention to find somewhere to settle. Although the rain definitely drenched the land, it was easy for the man to pick up the scents of several other wolves who lived in close proximity to one another.
He came to settle at a place that he assumed was a border, judging by the thick smell that emanated from all around him. As clouds passed over the moon, his eyes flashed, a bright blue from within his shadowed face. He thought that perhaps he had caught the ghost of a scent that seemed familiar. The thought entered his mind, and her image, transparent and opaque, played in front of him for a moment before it was swept away by the howling of the wind. And so he waited, to see what he might find.
2. Character Birthdate (including year): November 23, 2004
3. Whether s/he is a regular wolf or a Luperci: Luperci
4. Gender: Male
5. Your e-mail: pepperpwnzsalt(AT)aol(DOT)com
6. A secondary form of contact (AIM, MSN, Y!M): AIM: pepperpwnzsalt
7. How did you learn/hear about 'Souls?: Geneva Stockholm/G.K.
A rain-battered figure rose out of the distance during the stormy noontime. He stood upright on two feet, like the extinct race of man. In the darkness provided by the low hanging clouds, it was hard to distinguish his features. However, in the dark it was easy to see that he was far from slight of form. He had robust shoulders and a wide chest, and he stood tall in this form, at nearly seven and a half feet tall. A long braid of hair whipped behind him on the wind. When the wind died down, the plaited hair came to rest between his shoulder blades. The braid was thick, hinting at thickness and a somewhat unruly texture if his hair was to hang lose.
Despite the chill of the rain on his bare shoulders, the male did not feel cold. The storm was not a warm one, but the temperature of these lands remained moderate. He had discovered that lands close to the ocean or sea tended to have moderate weather and temperatures. He appreciated this fact, because today it was his intention to find somewhere to settle. Although the rain definitely drenched the land, it was easy for the man to pick up the scents of several other wolves who lived in close proximity to one another.
He came to settle at a place that he assumed was a border, judging by the thick smell that emanated from all around him. As clouds passed over the moon, his eyes flashed, a bright blue from within his shadowed face. He thought that perhaps he had caught the ghost of a scent that seemed familiar. The thought entered his mind, and her image, transparent and opaque, played in front of him for a moment before it was swept away by the howling of the wind. And so he waited, to see what he might find.