Post by helloworld2507 on Aug 25, 2006 14:21:42 GMT -5
Name: Chance
Age: Adult, 4 winters
Gender: Female
Eyes: Black/Dark brown
Coat: Tan/Cream/White/Black/Grey
Markings: Has black patches on the corners of her eyes. Has a white maw.
Pups/Mate: None/None
History: During a freak blizzard, she got lost during a hunt. She and three others, were told to find shelter to wait out the storm. They eventually found shelter ans waited it out.
Afterwards they emerged, and tried to return back to their pack they howled and followed scent trails. But after days and days of searching, they still hadn't found them. Two of them went of to try and find them. They never would. Whilst the other wolf was left with Chance. She was soon left alone. None of the other wolves ever found their pack.
Personality: Will take Risks and Chances, thinks about the situation logically. Can be shy but also out going.
Rank: Gamma/Delta
Image:http://www.timberwolfinformation.org/gallery/1/wolves-07.jpg
Sat inside a small, cold, dark cave was a wolf. Her thick fur was mostly tan and grey, with hints of cream and black. Despite her thick fur, making her look slightly big, her frame was actually rather thin. She hadn't eaten in days, she was on a hunt when a freak blizzard came in and got her and three others lost. She slowly opened one eye; it was black, and looked empty, calm, caring, yet It also looked sad. She licked her white maw with her pink tongue. She gave a yawn and snapped her jaw shut, stretching her front legs, she slowly got up into the sitting position. She gave another yawn and looked around. Alone. She gave a sigh and walked out the cave.
"What if i don't find a pack, or they won't except me?" She thought to herself, looking up at the sun that rose across the snowy landscape that she once called home...
Age: Adult, 4 winters
Gender: Female
Eyes: Black/Dark brown
Coat: Tan/Cream/White/Black/Grey
Markings: Has black patches on the corners of her eyes. Has a white maw.
Pups/Mate: None/None
History: During a freak blizzard, she got lost during a hunt. She and three others, were told to find shelter to wait out the storm. They eventually found shelter ans waited it out.
Afterwards they emerged, and tried to return back to their pack they howled and followed scent trails. But after days and days of searching, they still hadn't found them. Two of them went of to try and find them. They never would. Whilst the other wolf was left with Chance. She was soon left alone. None of the other wolves ever found their pack.
Personality: Will take Risks and Chances, thinks about the situation logically. Can be shy but also out going.
Rank: Gamma/Delta
Image:http://www.timberwolfinformation.org/gallery/1/wolves-07.jpg
Sat inside a small, cold, dark cave was a wolf. Her thick fur was mostly tan and grey, with hints of cream and black. Despite her thick fur, making her look slightly big, her frame was actually rather thin. She hadn't eaten in days, she was on a hunt when a freak blizzard came in and got her and three others lost. She slowly opened one eye; it was black, and looked empty, calm, caring, yet It also looked sad. She licked her white maw with her pink tongue. She gave a yawn and snapped her jaw shut, stretching her front legs, she slowly got up into the sitting position. She gave another yawn and looked around. Alone. She gave a sigh and walked out the cave.
"What if i don't find a pack, or they won't except me?" She thought to herself, looking up at the sun that rose across the snowy landscape that she once called home...