Post by Linden on Aug 12, 2013 10:47:24 GMT -3
Name:
Identity Crisis
Full Name: Linden
Nick Names: Lin (only for those close to him)
Gender: Male
Breed: Gray Wolf
Age: 43 moons
Rank: Romulus
Alliance: The Pack
Looking In The Mirror
Eye Color: Ice blue
Pelt: Gray, white, brown
Build: Strong, muscular, heavyset form with long legs
Identifying Features: Tri-color male with unusual pink nose and blue eyes
Any Defects: None
Personality Traits:
History:
Weighing The Odds:
Breaking the Fourth Wall:
Roleplayer Name: Taxx
Other Characters: Sable – The Pack; Rim – Wise Yarrow; Moon Moon – Loner; Rigel - Pet
Store Items: None
RP Sample: Linden sat close to his den, head bent toward the ground so his pregnant mate could lick clean the still-bleeding wounds on his face and neck. She had insisted upon it and Linden had not refused. Pride still washed through him. He was Romulus! He was about as far up as he could go without taking on the old Fenrir, and even cut and bleeding, he was wondering how to go about doing just that. Bobby was only growing older, while Linden was in his prime, fast and strong and able. One day, he promised himself. One day he would lead this Pack.
Lifting his head, he caught sight of Iris across the clearing, sitting with her other sister and brother. As of yet, Bobby had not named his Heir. But every wolf knew Iris had a good chance of taking that coveted position. Maybe it would be best to get to know her better. If he buttered up to her, she might make it that much easier for him to get what he wanted. Leaning away from his mate, Linden made it clear he was done being fussed over. An exasperated sigh from his mate and she rose, stalking away. He gazed after her and felt a tiny bit of guilt for what he was planning. But it would be for her, and their unborn pups... for them. And that’s how he assured himself as he rose and padded across the clearing, giving a nod to Iris as he passed her.
Identity Crisis
Full Name: Linden
Nick Names: Lin (only for those close to him)
Gender: Male
Breed: Gray Wolf
Age: 43 moons
Rank: Romulus
Alliance: The Pack
Looking In The Mirror
Eye Color: Ice blue
Pelt: Gray, white, brown
Build: Strong, muscular, heavyset form with long legs
Identifying Features: Tri-color male with unusual pink nose and blue eyes
Any Defects: None
Personality Traits:
- Strong-willed
- Ladies’ man
- Manipulative
- Easy-going
- Level-headed
History:
- Born to Siyanie many moons ago. He does not know his father and his mother has refused to answer any of his questions about him. All he knows is that he has some of his father’s features, including his large build and pelt
- Because of his uncertainty about his parentage, Linden strived to be better than everyone else. He trained hard as a Squire and eventually became a Soldier. This was not good enough. He wanted more.
- He became Remus after Challenging the former third-ranked wolf. The fight was long, hard and furious, but he won in the end and proudly assumed his new rank. For some time this satisfied him and he began to set his sights on the young pretty females of the pack.
- He wooed a female and mated her, showing a different side to his harder nature. To her he was gentle and kind... but Linden had inherited more than his father’s physical attributes. His wandering eye earned him a few growls from his mate, but up to this point he as not acted on his impulses.
- Eight moons ago Linden challenged for the rank of Romulus. Again he fought hard and bitterly and succeeded, displacing the older male and taking his place near the head of the Pack. Again satisfied for some time, he settled down and did his duty for his pack... hoping nobody really noticed the power-hungry glint in his eye as he regarded the old male Fenrir.
- Linden's mate had her pups a moon and a half ago, two little pups that are Linden's pride. He hopes that one day, one of them will be his Heir... when he is Fenrir
Weighing The Odds:
- Strength: 10
- Defenses: 5
- Endurance: 5
- Agility:3
- Dexterity:3
- Wit: 7
- Charisma: 7
Breaking the Fourth Wall:
Roleplayer Name: Taxx
Other Characters: Sable – The Pack; Rim – Wise Yarrow; Moon Moon – Loner; Rigel - Pet
Store Items: None
RP Sample: Linden sat close to his den, head bent toward the ground so his pregnant mate could lick clean the still-bleeding wounds on his face and neck. She had insisted upon it and Linden had not refused. Pride still washed through him. He was Romulus! He was about as far up as he could go without taking on the old Fenrir, and even cut and bleeding, he was wondering how to go about doing just that. Bobby was only growing older, while Linden was in his prime, fast and strong and able. One day, he promised himself. One day he would lead this Pack.
Lifting his head, he caught sight of Iris across the clearing, sitting with her other sister and brother. As of yet, Bobby had not named his Heir. But every wolf knew Iris had a good chance of taking that coveted position. Maybe it would be best to get to know her better. If he buttered up to her, she might make it that much easier for him to get what he wanted. Leaning away from his mate, Linden made it clear he was done being fussed over. An exasperated sigh from his mate and she rose, stalking away. He gazed after her and felt a tiny bit of guilt for what he was planning. But it would be for her, and their unborn pups... for them. And that’s how he assured himself as he rose and padded across the clearing, giving a nod to Iris as he passed her.
