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Everything is gone, its only the canines and the little prey there is left.One moment we were living in peace with the humans in this village, we would hunt with them and everything was perfect. Then all at once it happened, the humans were dying in their sleep and sleep walking into the forest.They would never return from the forest, if they did then it was weeks later and they were dead, lifeless corpses bent on killing us. We don't know what happened exactly that day, but we know now how dangerous it is to sleep alone, we have to stay close to each others hearts. There is no room for distrust in the other canines for I believe we will be the next to fade.
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Date: March 10, 2020Season: Early Spring
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Rocky The Rebel WIP
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Rocky The Rebel WIP
by Rocky Sun Feb 17, 2013 3:32 am
Rocky the Rebel
[insert picture here, WIP]
So, what’s your name?
Rocky, don’t wear it out.
How old are you?
Depends who’s asking. I can be two for you, or if you like an older fella, I can be older. But seriously, I’m three years old.
Gender?
Well, it isn’t that obvious? Pfft, I’m a male, thank you very much.
Sexual orientation?
Getting a little personal, eh? Well, I’ll make exceptions for anyone, but I am attracted more to males. Seems easier to relate to, I guess.
What is your physical stature?
I like to think of myself as the... heart throb of the village, all the males lining up to meet me to just glance at me.... Arrogant? Well then! I have been told I am quite on the skinny side. I’m not exactly the active type. I never was particularly good at hunting. I’m more like a trophy, just for looks. I have a luxurious, rich coffee brown coat streaked with stunning tan highlights streaking through my pelt. The tips of my ears, tail, paws, and the nape of my scruff are handsomely colored as well. My left eye is a stunning navy blue, and the opposite is maroon. Quite stunning, I know, I know.
What’s your personality like (as if I didn’t already know)?
Ah, I have been told my personality overrides my looks, which I find hard to believe. I have been told I am a flirt. Don’t roll your eyes at me! ... I do consider myself a rebel. I’m not good with rules, or boundaries of any kind, no matter how wide they are. Or rules... no rules either. Some consider me arrogant, but I don’t know how... I’m not good at standing up for people, but oddly enough I can approach a stranger and get to know him quite well.
What are your interests?
Long, romantic walks on the beach. Pina Coladas and getting caught in the rain. Don’t look at me like that! Fine then... I like my freedom, my space. I also do enjoy watching a mindless squabble between two enemies. Quite entertaining if you will. I’d do everything to get to sit down and watch the world go by. I also do enjoy my sweets, I’ve been told it is very entertaining... from certain people.
What are your dislikes?
Well, I do despise control freaks. I don’t like too much planing to things, more of as a ‘wing it’ sort of guy as you could call it. I make up my plans as they go along.
What about your past experiences?
I grew up in an average family of three: mother, father, and my brother N. My father was your typical control freak: “do this, do that! Hunt this, hunt that!” My mother was very passive, wouldn’t even stand up to the tyrannical guy. She would let herself be pushed around. My brother wasn’t too fond of our father, either. No one was, yet we were all too frightened to fight back. One day, we were finally fed up with it. Austin and I ganged up on our father, our mother hiding in the resides of our territory. My brother and I, we killed our father... We never saw our mother after that. She just... disappeared. After that day, he became the dominant male of our territory. I didn’t want to leave, I was only one at the time, Austin was two years. Austin was kind enough to let me stay in the territory, loosely associated with him. One day, he found a mate, a dictator like she-wolf, who promptly kicked me out of the territory without a word from Austin. He didn’t even care anymore.... only cared about her.
I wandered around the forest, searching for a purpose. Maybe I could’ve found a mate of my own if I stayed in one place for a little longer. Broken hearted and lost, I wandered back to the territory that had once been my home. As I leaned down for a drink in the stream near our border, I noticed the water was colored crimson red. And there, ahead in the river, was Austin’s body. The she-wolf had killed him to get the territory... I couldn’t take it. I was pretty bad. Austin was stupid, I soon realized, stupidly blinded by love, and it cost him. To this day I despise him for that.
Do you have any family members that you know that are alive?
No. They all died of stupidity.
Rocky, don’t wear it out.
How old are you?
Depends who’s asking. I can be two for you, or if you like an older fella, I can be older. But seriously, I’m three years old.
Gender?
Well, it isn’t that obvious? Pfft, I’m a male, thank you very much.
Sexual orientation?
Getting a little personal, eh? Well, I’ll make exceptions for anyone, but I am attracted more to males. Seems easier to relate to, I guess.
What is your physical stature?
I like to think of myself as the... heart throb of the village, all the males lining up to meet me to just glance at me.... Arrogant? Well then! I have been told I am quite on the skinny side. I’m not exactly the active type. I never was particularly good at hunting. I’m more like a trophy, just for looks. I have a luxurious, rich coffee brown coat streaked with stunning tan highlights streaking through my pelt. The tips of my ears, tail, paws, and the nape of my scruff are handsomely colored as well. My left eye is a stunning navy blue, and the opposite is maroon. Quite stunning, I know, I know.
What’s your personality like (as if I didn’t already know)?
Ah, I have been told my personality overrides my looks, which I find hard to believe. I have been told I am a flirt. Don’t roll your eyes at me! ... I do consider myself a rebel. I’m not good with rules, or boundaries of any kind, no matter how wide they are. Or rules... no rules either. Some consider me arrogant, but I don’t know how... I’m not good at standing up for people, but oddly enough I can approach a stranger and get to know him quite well.
What are your interests?
Long, romantic walks on the beach. Pina Coladas and getting caught in the rain. Don’t look at me like that! Fine then... I like my freedom, my space. I also do enjoy watching a mindless squabble between two enemies. Quite entertaining if you will. I’d do everything to get to sit down and watch the world go by. I also do enjoy my sweets, I’ve been told it is very entertaining... from certain people.
What are your dislikes?
Well, I do despise control freaks. I don’t like too much planing to things, more of as a ‘wing it’ sort of guy as you could call it. I make up my plans as they go along.
What about your past experiences?
I grew up in an average family of three: mother, father, and my brother N. My father was your typical control freak: “do this, do that! Hunt this, hunt that!” My mother was very passive, wouldn’t even stand up to the tyrannical guy. She would let herself be pushed around. My brother wasn’t too fond of our father, either. No one was, yet we were all too frightened to fight back. One day, we were finally fed up with it. Austin and I ganged up on our father, our mother hiding in the resides of our territory. My brother and I, we killed our father... We never saw our mother after that. She just... disappeared. After that day, he became the dominant male of our territory. I didn’t want to leave, I was only one at the time, Austin was two years. Austin was kind enough to let me stay in the territory, loosely associated with him. One day, he found a mate, a dictator like she-wolf, who promptly kicked me out of the territory without a word from Austin. He didn’t even care anymore.... only cared about her.
I wandered around the forest, searching for a purpose. Maybe I could’ve found a mate of my own if I stayed in one place for a little longer. Broken hearted and lost, I wandered back to the territory that had once been my home. As I leaned down for a drink in the stream near our border, I noticed the water was colored crimson red. And there, ahead in the river, was Austin’s body. The she-wolf had killed him to get the territory... I couldn’t take it. I was pretty bad. Austin was stupid, I soon realized, stupidly blinded by love, and it cost him. To this day I despise him for that.
Do you have any family members that you know that are alive?
No. They all died of stupidity.
Rocky- Posts : 16
Join date : 2013-02-14
Wolf info
Wolf Gender:: Male
Other Characters: N/A
Crush/lover: He's too fab for you. -
Re: Rocky The Rebel WIP
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Sam- Admin
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Join date : 2013-02-05
Age : 24
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Other Characters: Killjoy
Crush/lover: Mehehe -
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