Rowes' new wolves

[rowes]

Name: Carinoso {Means Eastward Wind}

Age: 5 years

Gender: male

Desired Pack: Sundirra

Desired Possition: Alpha Male

Pelt: His pelt is of a medium length, thick and healthy. It's a golden tan color with darker high-lights. His coat seems to glow from within. In summer he doesn't shed so he tend to swim alot or stay inside.

Eyes and Nose: His eyes are amber and his nose dark brown.

Body: Though slim his figure definately isn't one of a female. It's muscular and firm from days of none stop running. His legs are strong and longer than most wolves', though this doesn't make him any faster it gives him a surprisingly long and high jump.

Personality: He is a loyal, protective and kind. Although he is kind and fair he is in no way your 'lovey dovey' type. He's some what of a loner and would rather sit alone than talk and play. When it comes to fighting, he'll get straight down to it. This is the only time he is known to lose his temper and show aggression.

Loves:

• Water
  
• Sunrise
  
• Snow
  
• Fresh Meat
  
• Sparkling Metals
  

Fears:

• Bears
  
• Thunder
  
• Going Hungry
  

Hates:

• Rain
  
• Being ingured
  
• Annoying Wolves
  
• Loud wolves
  
• Owls
  

History: Carinoso was born into a healthy, large pack. Where food was always availible and

Mate:none

Pack:none

Pups:none

Other:none


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[rowes]

Name: Quimera

Age: 5 years

Gender: female

Breed: Winged Wolf

Desired Pack: Loner for the time being

Desired Possition: none

Appearence: There has been many words to describe Quimera’s appearance; one of great beauty, exotic, enticing. She can recall almost everyone as someone with as much vanity as Quim would.

But she knows she’s a looker and so does almost everyone else who lays eyes on her all but perfect frame. Wrapped in a thick creamy grey pelt, highlighted with red and orange tips and eyes that match. She’s of a medium height and sleek, like an athlete. She definitely lacks in strength but her powers to outmanoeuvre and sink a deadly bite at the jugular with her perfectly white teeth are well known. She has a surprisingly fox-like face; her ears high set and closer than a normal wolf’s and an artistically sculptured muzzle.

Personality: Quim has a selfish personality; everything she does is for herself. She’d very rarely found protecting someone else. When she does there is something in it for her. One of her most famous traits is the fun-breeding side. She’s a breeding addict if you will. Preferring dark hearts over light ones everytime (though she'll give anyone enough trouble to keep their paws full). She will do almost anything to get her way, the most common just plain down flirting. She notoriously arrogant, stubborn and vain but she’s not stupid. She’ll hold her ground in front of almost any male but she knows when she’s tredding fine ice.

Despite her beautiful and very feminine appearance she’s a naturally skilled fighter. She’s had to be defending herself against all sorts of lone males. She isn’t strong but has a good acceleration and could out run most other wolves over steady terrain. She’s also got a good agility skill, able to dodge a lot of her attacks and hit her mark quickly without gaining to many injuries.

Loves:

• Fresh Meat
  
  
• Storms
  
  
• Dark Nights
  
  
• Males
  
  
• Irritating a male's mate
  
  
• Getting her own way
  
  

Fears:

• Floods
  
  
• Going Hungry
  
  
• Getting Pregnant
  

Hates:

• Being chased away
  
  
• Having to fight
  
  
• Being attacked by a meal
  
  

History: Quim’s mother was a slight and pretty young thing living on the fringes of her pack, not really involved in much of the pack activities but enough that they offered her the protection of family life. When she went on a routine hunt for rabbits in far off territory (that’s where they bred quickly and were easy to catch) and came across the angry female searching the woods for a nice little prize for her estranged mate everything changed. She was overcome by the big female and taken captive into forcing land. She was raped over and over until she fell pregnant with her first litter. Her master’s ‘morals’ stopped him from forcing a pregnant female; he said he didn’t like the thought of something being inside of her. He would wait until she whelped, kill the pups and start all over again.

When she began her contractions it was late at night. Her light paws made little sound a she evaded her capturers into the unknown darkness. It took her just over a day of stressed running until her contractions forced her to stop. She found shelter where a heavy rainstorm had washed the mud from a large tree’s roots, leaving a warm little den, perfect for her coming litter. It seemed a long time by herself in fear that one of their hunters found her in her new little home. But they didn’t. All but one of her six pups were born dead. Only one female survived; Quimera.

The first few weeks of her life were good. Food and water was plentiful and their tree root home was more than adequate. It was when Quimera was 6 weeks old the Spanish-speaking female who had originally caught her mother found them. Adriana (the merciless female) was mourning the loss of her past litter that she had lost to a disease common among newborn litters. She took pity on little Quimera and took her on as her own pup. Agepeto (the estranged forcer male) quickly took care of her biological mother and then took no interest in his daughter, allowing his mate to keep her was kind enough for him.

Quimera grew up in the small pack, gaining her taste for rouge males when she was barely a three year old. After a short but fiery argument with her adoptive mother she decided to leave the ‘pack’ and go about it on her own.

Mate:none

Pack:none

Pups:none

Other:none