neigh goes the horse
03-19-2013, 06:08 PM
(This post was last modified: 03-19-2013, 06:11 PM by Maka.)
name,Vladimir Bellator
age,2
which ref,I don't have a ref its one of the ones Lu had or something like (how to explain this) idk showed me that wasn't on the list that was a bellatorxmargox one
personality,Vladimir is a wolf with a unique personality; he seems to be half and half of good and bad. Vlad can be a trickster and likes to trick other wolves. He is also a jokester as he is a trickster. The young brute likes to joke around with his sister Venetia; but at the same time knows when to not go too far with it. He also can be helpful and stands up for what he thinks are right or he thinks is right, so he is a bit rebellious as well. The young brute is also caring because he cares about his sister; even though he may tease her it doesn?t mean Vlad doesn?t love her as his sister or care about her. He can also be a bit arrogant because he thinks that he can do almost anything; but he learns from his mistakes as he continues to grow up and mature more. The young brute is thoughtful, kind, and helpful when he is needed to be. But most of the time his moods teeter from kind to arrogant, or trickster to helpful. As Vladimir gradually grows up and matures he will be a gentleman but with a little twist of humor and trickery. As of now he may be only two and seen as immature but he is responsible. He knows what has to be done when it is needed and is not one to be rebellious against that. This young brute will get into a bit of trouble here and there but he won?t go without doing something good; and that is what he aims to do.
example post, Silence did not cease as a white and gray wolf made its way through the forest. It was a brute who seemed to be wandering aimlessly about. His name was Vladimir Bellator and he had wandered away from his sister Venetia. The wolf didn?t even know where he was going, somewhere to spend the night perhaps. The young brute of only two years of age stopped for a moment and looked up at the sky. The clouds were beginning to grow darker as they started to cover the Sun. His dark gray ears went flat against is skull as he knew the clouds were heavy with rain. The young brute cursed under his breath for he didn?t want to get his pelt wet.
Usually Vladimir would welcome the rain with open wings as it fell upon his fur drop by drop. A cool damp feeling as the drops kept on falling. But no, today he wanted to stay dry and dry would he be. A smirk formed on his white and gray muzzle as he decided to test himself. Would he or would he not be able to avoid getting his pelt wet.
? You can?t touch me!? he yelled out to the sky.
Vladimir wondered if he should go back and find his sister Venetia; she was always getting into trouble without him around. The young brute tried his best to look after his sister and drive her the right way. But then again the male himself wasn?t that normal as well. The gray and white wolf chuckled as he continued to walk. His gaze looking up at the sky here and there every once in a while
Only when the clouds color had gone from mild gray to a heavier tone did he begin to feel worry. Off into the distance a rumble of thunder was heard as his left ear faced towards the direction it had come from.
?The storm must be coming from the left?? the wolf mumbled
So the young brute changed his direction opposite of the storm. Maybe he could outsmart nature, but the wolf knew that it was almost impossible. As Vladimir started towards the right he broke into a run. The young brute leapt past trees, over rocks, and across small rivers. As he ran his pink salmon tongue lolled out of his mouth to the right.
Another rumble of thunder was heard off into the distance but closer. The wind picked up as the leaves on the trees started to rattle and sway. The wind started to pick up as Vladimir ran and ran. Every step took him further away from the storm as it caught up with him. The thunder sounded closer and closer at each bellow it made; soon enough a strike of lightning was seen in the sky above him. The young brute yelped as he saw the bright light and ran faster.
Both gray audits turned backwards as he heard a small pitter patter of water hitting leaves and the ground behind him. Vladimir attempted to fling himself in a hollow nearby but he had missed it by a yard. Vladimir landed with a thud on the ground as rain began to pour down on him. After a few moments of sulking in the dirt which was now mud; the young brute picked himself up and went the extra yard to get to the hollow. The gray and white wolf curled up inside it and looked out from the opening with his blue gaze. He yawned and closed his eyes as the pitter patter of the rain drifted him off to sleep
age,2
which ref,I don't have a ref its one of the ones Lu had or something like (how to explain this) idk showed me that wasn't on the list that was a bellatorxmargox one
personality,Vladimir is a wolf with a unique personality; he seems to be half and half of good and bad. Vlad can be a trickster and likes to trick other wolves. He is also a jokester as he is a trickster. The young brute likes to joke around with his sister Venetia; but at the same time knows when to not go too far with it. He also can be helpful and stands up for what he thinks are right or he thinks is right, so he is a bit rebellious as well. The young brute is also caring because he cares about his sister; even though he may tease her it doesn?t mean Vlad doesn?t love her as his sister or care about her. He can also be a bit arrogant because he thinks that he can do almost anything; but he learns from his mistakes as he continues to grow up and mature more. The young brute is thoughtful, kind, and helpful when he is needed to be. But most of the time his moods teeter from kind to arrogant, or trickster to helpful. As Vladimir gradually grows up and matures he will be a gentleman but with a little twist of humor and trickery. As of now he may be only two and seen as immature but he is responsible. He knows what has to be done when it is needed and is not one to be rebellious against that. This young brute will get into a bit of trouble here and there but he won?t go without doing something good; and that is what he aims to do.
example post, Silence did not cease as a white and gray wolf made its way through the forest. It was a brute who seemed to be wandering aimlessly about. His name was Vladimir Bellator and he had wandered away from his sister Venetia. The wolf didn?t even know where he was going, somewhere to spend the night perhaps. The young brute of only two years of age stopped for a moment and looked up at the sky. The clouds were beginning to grow darker as they started to cover the Sun. His dark gray ears went flat against is skull as he knew the clouds were heavy with rain. The young brute cursed under his breath for he didn?t want to get his pelt wet.
Usually Vladimir would welcome the rain with open wings as it fell upon his fur drop by drop. A cool damp feeling as the drops kept on falling. But no, today he wanted to stay dry and dry would he be. A smirk formed on his white and gray muzzle as he decided to test himself. Would he or would he not be able to avoid getting his pelt wet.
? You can?t touch me!? he yelled out to the sky.
Vladimir wondered if he should go back and find his sister Venetia; she was always getting into trouble without him around. The young brute tried his best to look after his sister and drive her the right way. But then again the male himself wasn?t that normal as well. The gray and white wolf chuckled as he continued to walk. His gaze looking up at the sky here and there every once in a while
Only when the clouds color had gone from mild gray to a heavier tone did he begin to feel worry. Off into the distance a rumble of thunder was heard as his left ear faced towards the direction it had come from.
?The storm must be coming from the left?? the wolf mumbled
So the young brute changed his direction opposite of the storm. Maybe he could outsmart nature, but the wolf knew that it was almost impossible. As Vladimir started towards the right he broke into a run. The young brute leapt past trees, over rocks, and across small rivers. As he ran his pink salmon tongue lolled out of his mouth to the right.
Another rumble of thunder was heard off into the distance but closer. The wind picked up as the leaves on the trees started to rattle and sway. The wind started to pick up as Vladimir ran and ran. Every step took him further away from the storm as it caught up with him. The thunder sounded closer and closer at each bellow it made; soon enough a strike of lightning was seen in the sky above him. The young brute yelped as he saw the bright light and ran faster.
Both gray audits turned backwards as he heard a small pitter patter of water hitting leaves and the ground behind him. Vladimir attempted to fling himself in a hollow nearby but he had missed it by a yard. Vladimir landed with a thud on the ground as rain began to pour down on him. After a few moments of sulking in the dirt which was now mud; the young brute picked himself up and went the extra yard to get to the hollow. The gray and white wolf curled up inside it and looked out from the opening with his blue gaze. He yawned and closed his eyes as the pitter patter of the rain drifted him off to sleep
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