Post by XxPainful PastxX on Sept 24, 2006 16:16:16 GMT -5
Name: Raijin
age group: Teenage wolf
Orbs: Silver
pelt: Completely Pitch Black with golden smudges here and there
other: Completely blind in Right Eye from a scar slicing through it
[glow=iceyblue,2,300]Growling, All he can do at this point[/glow]
Passing through Valley, Growling murdered the Silence. Echoing thoughts screamed with the wind, the town seeming to cry. Water rising and falling, breaking the beaver's well built dams, breaking their border. Coming towards him was all it was doing. You havent seen or felt the way that it misses one guy and the next and have it come after you. You've got no clue.
A path sliding around as if it has it's own mind. Seemingly never ending. Probably not.
A Wolf. Abnormally Strong and Huge. Claws of great length, screeching the concrete he walks upon. A calling no other had, Raijin. No one could speak his name before their death, meaning he could kill a whole clan if wanted. He was noone to mess with. Neither was his kin, Seifer or fuujin. Mess with them, you mess with him, and as stated you dont want to.
Cracking his neck, the snort he emitted bounced around the Valley. Searching for a home was hard enough, but to get lost? That just sucks...Following his instincts was all he could do at this point until stumbling upon a land unknown to him. Would this be his next home?
His past? Who knows..? He doesnt even remember neither does Fuujin or Seifer. They were to younge to figure out how their parents died, or just plainly left them. All three went there seperate ways. News of them alive wouldnt be a suprise to Rai. Gratitude would wash his body clean of hatred. Though, he knew not where they were or if they were deceased. He felt...Alone..He felt..left out....He felt.....Dead himself
[/center]age group: Teenage wolf
Orbs: Silver
pelt: Completely Pitch Black with golden smudges here and there
other: Completely blind in Right Eye from a scar slicing through it
[glow=iceyblue,2,300]Growling, All he can do at this point[/glow]
Passing through Valley, Growling murdered the Silence. Echoing thoughts screamed with the wind, the town seeming to cry. Water rising and falling, breaking the beaver's well built dams, breaking their border. Coming towards him was all it was doing. You havent seen or felt the way that it misses one guy and the next and have it come after you. You've got no clue.
A path sliding around as if it has it's own mind. Seemingly never ending. Probably not.
A Wolf. Abnormally Strong and Huge. Claws of great length, screeching the concrete he walks upon. A calling no other had, Raijin. No one could speak his name before their death, meaning he could kill a whole clan if wanted. He was noone to mess with. Neither was his kin, Seifer or fuujin. Mess with them, you mess with him, and as stated you dont want to.
Cracking his neck, the snort he emitted bounced around the Valley. Searching for a home was hard enough, but to get lost? That just sucks...Following his instincts was all he could do at this point until stumbling upon a land unknown to him. Would this be his next home?
His past? Who knows..? He doesnt even remember neither does Fuujin or Seifer. They were to younge to figure out how their parents died, or just plainly left them. All three went there seperate ways. News of them alive wouldnt be a suprise to Rai. Gratitude would wash his body clean of hatred. Though, he knew not where they were or if they were deceased. He felt...Alone..He felt..left out....He felt.....Dead himself
