AND MORE DESTRUCTIONS!
04-30-2014, 09:20 AM
(This post was last modified: 05-01-2014, 03:50 PM by Othello I.)
Name: Bass Destruction
Design: Design 6
Appearance: Bass is a pure white wolf with very little to sully his perfection. Only a few small brown marks adorn his body, and they are only on his face. A small patch of brown fur lays on the top of his nose, stopping half way up his snout. It cuts off on the top almost like a diamond, then slops down to the top of his nose. The one other mark is a single brown line that sits just below his amber eyes, a swooping line that looks much like a smile.
This brute is quite large, although most call him a gentle giant. He would never consider harming another, unless they threatened his family. He has a long tail and pointed ears, and was built for strength than for speed. He has stocky shoulders and all in all is quite the manly man. Bass was born with a missing dew claw on his front right leg.
Personality:
-Protective- Bass is very protective of all his family members, and will die for them if he has to. The only time he will spark and lash out is when his family is in danger. He is even more so protective of the female side of his family, and likes to sharpen his claws on trees or bones when his sister brings a male home. He is not usually rude, but he will tests those brutes to hell and back before he would ever give his blessing. His sisters deserve nothing but the best.
-Gentleman- When ladies are concerned, Bass treats them all like ladies. They should all be wined and dined, so to speak. He would never dream of taking one for advantage, and 'courts' females for a long period of time before making a major move. Well, unless they approach him first. But still, he would never strike out at a fae, unless they were harming his family.
-Family Oriented- Bass will do anything for the Destruction line, and while he likes to be alone at times he would rather surround himself with those he loves. After being gone for a long period of time, which to him is a week, he will approach his family like its been five years. Family is everything to him, and a very quick way to make him angry is do anything he doesn't like to them. Also a very quick way to end ones life.
-Playful- When Bass isn't making sure that his loves ones are safe, he likes to play as both an adult and a pup. Tag has always been one of his favorites, and loves to run around and laugh and play. While he has his serious moments, he does act quite like a little one when it comes to fooling around. Tumbling down hills, all that jazz.
-Explorer- New area's are a vast and wondrous thing for this brute. He loves to find little excluded areas to call his own, a place to wander off to when he has an alone moment. He also likes to take the ladies to these little gems that he find.
-Thinker- Before launching into anything, Bass will usually sit there and think about it for awhile. He mulls things over a lot, and often falls silent in the middle of a conversation because he needs to ponder over what that wolf said. He thinks before he leaps, that's for sure.
RP Sample: I know he didn't lose his family, I just made up a situation.
With a final huffing breath, the yearling finally made it to the very top of the mesa. He had been struggling to get to the top, but he needed to get there. It was the very tallest point and he would be able to see the whole land spread before his paws. The wolf walked as close to the edge as he dared, his light yellow eyes wide as he took in everything before him. It was noon, so the sun shone down on everything and made it glimmer. Awe filled the young one, and he sat and basked in it. Everything below him was so small, it made him feel so... so large.
Oh right! His family! That is why he had come up here. He looked down again and realized his mistake. He was way to far up to ever pick out the site of a wolf or even a deer below him. Unless they were coming up the Mesa themselves. Bass's ears drooped even further, his head lowering as he whined softly. He had to come up with a new plan now, a new way to find his family. He did miss them, but it was quite an adventure, being alone. Yes it was scary at times, and he did get cold at night, but he had found out things about the world and himself. Like for instance, if you hit a frog on the back with your paw, it flips over and plays dead. Then it squirts out a gross liquid that is super smelly. He learned after that... no more hitting frogs.
Seerten folded to the earth gracefully, letting his paws hang over the edge of the cliff. Sighing softly, he realized just how much he missed his family. Sure, it was quite the adventure, being alone. But he craved the warmth and the familiar scent of them. He wanted to be greeted with warm, welcoming faces and lots of love. He didn't really like it sometimes, being alone, but he knew that he couldn't change it. With a small huff, Bass rested his head on his dangling paws.
The silence was nice, it meant that he could actually think and enjoy the view without any distractions. He really should go on to find his family, but he had worked so hard to get up here that he didn't want to leave just yet. Who knew, maybe by staying here they would actually come and find him! That would be fun. That meant that his search was over, and he could focus on something else. Like... hunting. He wasn't very good at that...
Design: Design 6
Appearance: Bass is a pure white wolf with very little to sully his perfection. Only a few small brown marks adorn his body, and they are only on his face. A small patch of brown fur lays on the top of his nose, stopping half way up his snout. It cuts off on the top almost like a diamond, then slops down to the top of his nose. The one other mark is a single brown line that sits just below his amber eyes, a swooping line that looks much like a smile.
This brute is quite large, although most call him a gentle giant. He would never consider harming another, unless they threatened his family. He has a long tail and pointed ears, and was built for strength than for speed. He has stocky shoulders and all in all is quite the manly man. Bass was born with a missing dew claw on his front right leg.
Personality:
-Protective- Bass is very protective of all his family members, and will die for them if he has to. The only time he will spark and lash out is when his family is in danger. He is even more so protective of the female side of his family, and likes to sharpen his claws on trees or bones when his sister brings a male home. He is not usually rude, but he will tests those brutes to hell and back before he would ever give his blessing. His sisters deserve nothing but the best.
-Gentleman- When ladies are concerned, Bass treats them all like ladies. They should all be wined and dined, so to speak. He would never dream of taking one for advantage, and 'courts' females for a long period of time before making a major move. Well, unless they approach him first. But still, he would never strike out at a fae, unless they were harming his family.
-Family Oriented- Bass will do anything for the Destruction line, and while he likes to be alone at times he would rather surround himself with those he loves. After being gone for a long period of time, which to him is a week, he will approach his family like its been five years. Family is everything to him, and a very quick way to make him angry is do anything he doesn't like to them. Also a very quick way to end ones life.
-Playful- When Bass isn't making sure that his loves ones are safe, he likes to play as both an adult and a pup. Tag has always been one of his favorites, and loves to run around and laugh and play. While he has his serious moments, he does act quite like a little one when it comes to fooling around. Tumbling down hills, all that jazz.
-Explorer- New area's are a vast and wondrous thing for this brute. He loves to find little excluded areas to call his own, a place to wander off to when he has an alone moment. He also likes to take the ladies to these little gems that he find.
-Thinker- Before launching into anything, Bass will usually sit there and think about it for awhile. He mulls things over a lot, and often falls silent in the middle of a conversation because he needs to ponder over what that wolf said. He thinks before he leaps, that's for sure.
RP Sample: I know he didn't lose his family, I just made up a situation.
With a final huffing breath, the yearling finally made it to the very top of the mesa. He had been struggling to get to the top, but he needed to get there. It was the very tallest point and he would be able to see the whole land spread before his paws. The wolf walked as close to the edge as he dared, his light yellow eyes wide as he took in everything before him. It was noon, so the sun shone down on everything and made it glimmer. Awe filled the young one, and he sat and basked in it. Everything below him was so small, it made him feel so... so large.
Oh right! His family! That is why he had come up here. He looked down again and realized his mistake. He was way to far up to ever pick out the site of a wolf or even a deer below him. Unless they were coming up the Mesa themselves. Bass's ears drooped even further, his head lowering as he whined softly. He had to come up with a new plan now, a new way to find his family. He did miss them, but it was quite an adventure, being alone. Yes it was scary at times, and he did get cold at night, but he had found out things about the world and himself. Like for instance, if you hit a frog on the back with your paw, it flips over and plays dead. Then it squirts out a gross liquid that is super smelly. He learned after that... no more hitting frogs.
Seerten folded to the earth gracefully, letting his paws hang over the edge of the cliff. Sighing softly, he realized just how much he missed his family. Sure, it was quite the adventure, being alone. But he craved the warmth and the familiar scent of them. He wanted to be greeted with warm, welcoming faces and lots of love. He didn't really like it sometimes, being alone, but he knew that he couldn't change it. With a small huff, Bass rested his head on his dangling paws.
The silence was nice, it meant that he could actually think and enjoy the view without any distractions. He really should go on to find his family, but he had worked so hard to get up here that he didn't want to leave just yet. Who knew, maybe by staying here they would actually come and find him! That would be fun. That meant that his search was over, and he could focus on something else. Like... hunting. He wasn't very good at that...
