Post by kellan on Oct 4, 2013 15:07:38 GMT -5
:: PERSONAL ::
Character Name:Kellan
Gender: Male
Breed: German Shepherd/Golden Retriever Mix
Age: 4 years
:: INFORMATION ::
Image:
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Appearance: He has a small white bird on his chest, and a black tail tip. The rest of his body is a rich, deep, honey gold color with black points.
He is massive
Personality: Kellan. Serious, stern-minded, focused. If dogs could be soldiers, this is what they would look like. He never gives up, if someone presents him with a task he won't sleep until the deed is done.
A natural-born leader, Kellan is willing to challenge anyone, anywhere for the rank of Alpha. He is dominant and stern, but not cruel. He is loyal and would never turn his back on his pack.
Many memories haunt his mind he often goes without sleep to avoid dreams. His brother, Saka, is long gone and no one knows if he is alive or dead. The two constantly fought, and Kellan, being bigger and more dominant eventually became fed up with Saka and drove him away. He hasn't heard of him since.
He has never felt bad for driving him away, or missed him at all, but sometimes he does wonder what kind of trouble his brother is stirring up in revenge.
History:
Kellan grew up in a harsh setting. He has never known the touch of a human, although many of them have tried to capture him.
He was born and raised in an alley in Sydney. His father was a tyrant ruled a wide range of territory surrounding the Sydney Opera House. Most of his subjects were females, all of which he mated with, beat, and threw away onto the street to fend for themselves if they dared defy him.
One of these feas was Kellan's own mother, a beautiful Golden retriever named Kiska. She was banished just after Kellan's birth, and he and his brother were nursed by a grudging old mutt by the name of Tempest. She lived up to her name beautifully, beating Saka and Kellan almost daily. Their father did nothing, seeing the abuse as "character building," as he called it.
When Kellan was about six months old, his father took a special interest in him. as he was in need of an heir and this young dog seemed strong enough to fill the job.
For the next two years, Kellan was his father's shadow, learning the ways of the pack.
It was at the end of this period when Kellan and Saka had their last quarrel. Saka had always been jealous of Kellan, because he was always pushed to the side and forgotten while his brother was one going to inherit the throne.
It all ended with a Bang when Kellan personally drove Saka from the territory.
When he returned, he found that a nearby pack had attacked in his while he was away and killed his father, scattering the rest of the pack hopelessly around the city. After that day, Kellan was a loner. In a single day he had plummeted from a powerful monarch, to a lonely street urchin.
Now he is making his way into a new pack. Planning to rule, not like his father did, but the way he thought was right, with justice, equality and loyalty.
Relations: He has one brother. Or at least he did, it is unclear if he is alive or not.
:: THE ROLE PLAYER ::
RP example:
The sun was sinking low in the sky, and the tops of the trees to the West were glowing like fire. A light summer breeze whispering through the knee-high grass of a large field that stretched as far as the eye could see, with dainty yellow wildflowers scattered around, as if a giant hand had scattered them about. There, grazing in midst of all the blooms, was a large golden horse. As he grazed, he would occasionally swat absently at a buzzing fly with his pale creamy tail, or twitch his ears, trying to rid himself of one of the pesky insects. Every once in a while, the golden horse would raise his head and scan the horizon, swiveling his ears for any distant sounds.
One of these times, he turned his head to the North and took a deep breath, twitching his ears to and fro. At first he heard nothing. Then a whisper of a sound tickled the fur of his ears, and then it was gone. The golden stallion paused. There it was again! This time he thought he could make out a faint whinny.
After hearing the whinny twice more, the horse snorted, tossing his long mane about, and trotted North, ears pricked and neck arched.
(This was one of my unfinished replies to an old Rp that I used to do. Obviously it has nothing to do with dogs, but I thought it had nice word forms and descriptions, so I chose this one. However, this post is rather short for me. Usually they are about 150-300 words, depending on the setting and information given to me in the previous post. Hope you like it
)
Miscellaneous: I am a very literate person. The post you see above is rather short for me.
Other accounts: None
OOC Name: Kellan
Did you used to RP on any other sites?: Yeah...
How long have you been RPing?: 4 years
How did you find our site? If from another site, which one? : Browsing
Character Name:Kellan
Gender: Male
Breed: German Shepherd/Golden Retriever Mix
Age: 4 years
:: INFORMATION ::
Image:
Appearance: He has a small white bird on his chest, and a black tail tip. The rest of his body is a rich, deep, honey gold color with black points.
He is massive
Personality: Kellan. Serious, stern-minded, focused. If dogs could be soldiers, this is what they would look like. He never gives up, if someone presents him with a task he won't sleep until the deed is done.
A natural-born leader, Kellan is willing to challenge anyone, anywhere for the rank of Alpha. He is dominant and stern, but not cruel. He is loyal and would never turn his back on his pack.
Many memories haunt his mind he often goes without sleep to avoid dreams. His brother, Saka, is long gone and no one knows if he is alive or dead. The two constantly fought, and Kellan, being bigger and more dominant eventually became fed up with Saka and drove him away. He hasn't heard of him since.
He has never felt bad for driving him away, or missed him at all, but sometimes he does wonder what kind of trouble his brother is stirring up in revenge.
History:
Kellan grew up in a harsh setting. He has never known the touch of a human, although many of them have tried to capture him.
He was born and raised in an alley in Sydney. His father was a tyrant ruled a wide range of territory surrounding the Sydney Opera House. Most of his subjects were females, all of which he mated with, beat, and threw away onto the street to fend for themselves if they dared defy him.
One of these feas was Kellan's own mother, a beautiful Golden retriever named Kiska. She was banished just after Kellan's birth, and he and his brother were nursed by a grudging old mutt by the name of Tempest. She lived up to her name beautifully, beating Saka and Kellan almost daily. Their father did nothing, seeing the abuse as "character building," as he called it.
When Kellan was about six months old, his father took a special interest in him. as he was in need of an heir and this young dog seemed strong enough to fill the job.
For the next two years, Kellan was his father's shadow, learning the ways of the pack.
It was at the end of this period when Kellan and Saka had their last quarrel. Saka had always been jealous of Kellan, because he was always pushed to the side and forgotten while his brother was one going to inherit the throne.
It all ended with a Bang when Kellan personally drove Saka from the territory.
When he returned, he found that a nearby pack had attacked in his while he was away and killed his father, scattering the rest of the pack hopelessly around the city. After that day, Kellan was a loner. In a single day he had plummeted from a powerful monarch, to a lonely street urchin.
Now he is making his way into a new pack. Planning to rule, not like his father did, but the way he thought was right, with justice, equality and loyalty.
Relations: He has one brother. Or at least he did, it is unclear if he is alive or not.
:: THE ROLE PLAYER ::
RP example:
The sun was sinking low in the sky, and the tops of the trees to the West were glowing like fire. A light summer breeze whispering through the knee-high grass of a large field that stretched as far as the eye could see, with dainty yellow wildflowers scattered around, as if a giant hand had scattered them about. There, grazing in midst of all the blooms, was a large golden horse. As he grazed, he would occasionally swat absently at a buzzing fly with his pale creamy tail, or twitch his ears, trying to rid himself of one of the pesky insects. Every once in a while, the golden horse would raise his head and scan the horizon, swiveling his ears for any distant sounds.
One of these times, he turned his head to the North and took a deep breath, twitching his ears to and fro. At first he heard nothing. Then a whisper of a sound tickled the fur of his ears, and then it was gone. The golden stallion paused. There it was again! This time he thought he could make out a faint whinny.
After hearing the whinny twice more, the horse snorted, tossing his long mane about, and trotted North, ears pricked and neck arched.
(This was one of my unfinished replies to an old Rp that I used to do. Obviously it has nothing to do with dogs, but I thought it had nice word forms and descriptions, so I chose this one. However, this post is rather short for me. Usually they are about 150-300 words, depending on the setting and information given to me in the previous post. Hope you like it
)Miscellaneous: I am a very literate person. The post you see above is rather short for me.
Other accounts: None
OOC Name: Kellan
Did you used to RP on any other sites?: Yeah...
How long have you been RPing?: 4 years
How did you find our site? If from another site, which one? : Browsing