Post by egg on Jan 28, 2016 20:22:33 GMT -7
Name: Akato
Age: Young Adult
Gender: Male
Eye color: green/yellow
Species/breed: Husky
Allegiance: Neutral / Lawful
Coat Colors: Ombree grey/black
Physical Build: Although Akato is a husky, he has a thinner coat than a husky would normally have, creating the look of him balding compared to other huskies. With that small problem, he has froze before in winter, and has actually lost a forepaw to the cold, however he doesn't allow that to put him down, and his three remaining legs he uses for balance has a bit of extra bulk.
Picture: N/A
Personality: At first glanceAkato might not seem so out of the ordinary, perhaps just another dog, or in the caseof a wolf, just another enemy, but once one gets to know him, or at least meet him, they'll take not that he tends to think on the more positive side, thinking besides thewar and on more peaceful terms. As well as that, he prefers to take evidence to conversations, and is always up for starting some sort of friendly argument.
History: From the day he was born, he had known something bad had been happening in the world, between his pack, and another's that he wouldn't find out until later. Normally he never really questioned it, but one day when a raid had attacked his pack, it was rather obvious the other pack were no friendsof his own. He would ask around for as towhy, but no one knew of why, so he had gotten stuck on the truth, not knowing what exactly to think about on it. Maybe this enemy their ancestors had declared war on weren't bad anymore, that was what he had thought, but no one believed him, so he was forced into believing what they thought instead. Perhaps it was the fact he had only been a pup then, or perhaps it was the fact hejust didn't believe in violence. Only until his mother died due to the pack of wolvesdid he really decide to shape up, and eventhough going through some tough times, which involved losing his forepaw to frostbite, he had still remained set on that goal, even to this day.
Sample Post: It wasfrosty out, cold and frosty, at least to him anyways, the rest of his pack didn't seem to have noticed anything about the weather. He knew though that he shouldn't take suspicion to it, seeing as his pelt had always been thinner than the rest, perhaps due to either his father or mother, although hehadn't even really known his mother due toher early death in his life, which he still mourned to this day. For now, he supposed a meal would be a good thing to snack on,even if just a small one due to the weather and lack of prey around. So the male would go and limp over to the hole in which the prey was kept to preserve it. It looked a bit empty, so he decided that later on hewould join a hunting patrol, since there were young ones about who needed the food more than himself did. Yes, that sounded like a plan, perhaps he would even join the next patrol, just so that he knew what weather they would be facing during it so he wouldn't accidentally turn to ice while away from home.
Age: Young Adult
Gender: Male
Eye color: green/yellow
Species/breed: Husky
Allegiance: Neutral / Lawful
Coat Colors: Ombree grey/black
Physical Build: Although Akato is a husky, he has a thinner coat than a husky would normally have, creating the look of him balding compared to other huskies. With that small problem, he has froze before in winter, and has actually lost a forepaw to the cold, however he doesn't allow that to put him down, and his three remaining legs he uses for balance has a bit of extra bulk.
Picture: N/A
Personality: At first glanceAkato might not seem so out of the ordinary, perhaps just another dog, or in the caseof a wolf, just another enemy, but once one gets to know him, or at least meet him, they'll take not that he tends to think on the more positive side, thinking besides thewar and on more peaceful terms. As well as that, he prefers to take evidence to conversations, and is always up for starting some sort of friendly argument.
History: From the day he was born, he had known something bad had been happening in the world, between his pack, and another's that he wouldn't find out until later. Normally he never really questioned it, but one day when a raid had attacked his pack, it was rather obvious the other pack were no friendsof his own. He would ask around for as towhy, but no one knew of why, so he had gotten stuck on the truth, not knowing what exactly to think about on it. Maybe this enemy their ancestors had declared war on weren't bad anymore, that was what he had thought, but no one believed him, so he was forced into believing what they thought instead. Perhaps it was the fact he had only been a pup then, or perhaps it was the fact hejust didn't believe in violence. Only until his mother died due to the pack of wolvesdid he really decide to shape up, and eventhough going through some tough times, which involved losing his forepaw to frostbite, he had still remained set on that goal, even to this day.
Sample Post: It wasfrosty out, cold and frosty, at least to him anyways, the rest of his pack didn't seem to have noticed anything about the weather. He knew though that he shouldn't take suspicion to it, seeing as his pelt had always been thinner than the rest, perhaps due to either his father or mother, although hehadn't even really known his mother due toher early death in his life, which he still mourned to this day. For now, he supposed a meal would be a good thing to snack on,even if just a small one due to the weather and lack of prey around. So the male would go and limp over to the hole in which the prey was kept to preserve it. It looked a bit empty, so he decided that later on hewould join a hunting patrol, since there were young ones about who needed the food more than himself did. Yes, that sounded like a plan, perhaps he would even join the next patrol, just so that he knew what weather they would be facing during it so he wouldn't accidentally turn to ice while away from home.
