Fafnir
Oct 21, 2020 1:54:19 GMT -5
Post by bluekachoo on Oct 21, 2020 1:54:19 GMT -5
Name: Fafnir
Age: 8 years old
Gender: Male
Side: Neutral
Eye Color: Purple
Coat Colour: All black/dark gray with a gray muzzle from age.
Physical Build: Fafnir is underfed and has long legs but is not particularly tall. He has a notch in his right ear and a spattering of burn scars on his left shoulder and flank.
Picture:
Personality: Greedy to the core, Fafnir is often manipulative and can hurt others in his pursuit of what he wants. As a younger wolf he was known to be brash and reckless, but age has made him much calmer, and a bit melancholy. He still considers himself to not be a bad wolf, thus why he opted to be neutral instead of evil. He’s a bit a loner by nature but doesn’t mind good company and would join a pack to further his own ends.
History: He grew up in a typical pack outside of the White Wolf Mountain area. When he was old enough he set out on his own to make a name for himself. He did many cruel and amoral things he has since come to regret, culminating in setting a minor forest fire that caused his burns. Fafnir has since become less destructive in his mayhem, but is still harmfully ambitious.
Lineage: n/a
Extra Comments: I know the site isn’t very active right now but I’m making this anyway just in case and also because I’m bored haha.
Sample Post: The detritus of the forest floor crunched softly under Fafnir’s paws as he walked along the well-worn game trail. As he lifted his graying muzzle to scent the air, he noticed the vibrant colors of the autumn leaves on the trees. He loved fall, even though it meant colder weather and the return of harsh winter. He shook his pelt just thinking about the freezing weather. Hopefully this new area would have somewhere warm for him to stay. Hell, maybe he’d even join a pack. He didn’t want to be around a bunch of other wolves all the time, especially the ones here with their weird thing about the mountain gods or whatever. But he was getting old and he needed to find somewhere to settle down, to be taken care of. To leave his legacy.
Age: 8 years old
Gender: Male
Side: Neutral
Eye Color: Purple
Coat Colour: All black/dark gray with a gray muzzle from age.
Physical Build: Fafnir is underfed and has long legs but is not particularly tall. He has a notch in his right ear and a spattering of burn scars on his left shoulder and flank.
Picture:
Personality: Greedy to the core, Fafnir is often manipulative and can hurt others in his pursuit of what he wants. As a younger wolf he was known to be brash and reckless, but age has made him much calmer, and a bit melancholy. He still considers himself to not be a bad wolf, thus why he opted to be neutral instead of evil. He’s a bit a loner by nature but doesn’t mind good company and would join a pack to further his own ends.
History: He grew up in a typical pack outside of the White Wolf Mountain area. When he was old enough he set out on his own to make a name for himself. He did many cruel and amoral things he has since come to regret, culminating in setting a minor forest fire that caused his burns. Fafnir has since become less destructive in his mayhem, but is still harmfully ambitious.
Lineage: n/a
Extra Comments: I know the site isn’t very active right now but I’m making this anyway just in case and also because I’m bored haha.
Sample Post: The detritus of the forest floor crunched softly under Fafnir’s paws as he walked along the well-worn game trail. As he lifted his graying muzzle to scent the air, he noticed the vibrant colors of the autumn leaves on the trees. He loved fall, even though it meant colder weather and the return of harsh winter. He shook his pelt just thinking about the freezing weather. Hopefully this new area would have somewhere warm for him to stay. Hell, maybe he’d even join a pack. He didn’t want to be around a bunch of other wolves all the time, especially the ones here with their weird thing about the mountain gods or whatever. But he was getting old and he needed to find somewhere to settle down, to be taken care of. To leave his legacy.