Azarak [Up to 5]
06-05-2014, 01:42 PM
Puppy Name/Number: Raziel
Personality:
Raziel is a playful brute, he tends to be calm and observant most of the time. When he is around his siblings and friends it's a different story he is playful, likes to play small jokes sometimes, and is also sometimes called funny. He enjoys being the oldest of his siblings but never really bullies them instead he is confident, friendly, kind, and nice. He is defiantly someone you can tell a secret to and it not be spread to anyone the next morning, he likes to keep it to himself. It takes a lot to anger him, unless your threatening his family and friends which means most likely he will attack you without hesitating, he takes all threats seriously. He likes to take responsibility into his own paws and always tries to do whats best for his self, family, and friends. He respects everyone however he respects his superiors much more and tries to please them when ever they ask something of him. If Raziel doesn't know you he can be very shy and struggle to think of the right words to say, which almost always are very low words that you can barely hear. If you anger him and he doesn't know you then his seemingly shy behavior will surprise you however sometimes his position may seem sheepish, since he doesn't really know the wolf.
Appearance: Almost all of his coat is a snowy white except his face which is a totally different color, like his mother's. Instead of orange it is black-like his father's coat. However he has cinnamon around his black nose with white at the beginning below his nose. He has a white stripe from his nose to the middle of his muzzle, like a snip but longer. He also has two cinnamon spots near his eyebrows, he has thick fur and has not yet gotten any scars. His optics(eyes) are a stunning bright emerald green like his father. He will soon grow to be greatly built like a fighter, with a well muscular body and and long sturdy legs. His height to the shoulder will reach 35 inches, his tongue is dark pink and his paw pads match his nose, which means they too are black. His nails are also black and never to long, his teeth are white. (Sorry I couldn't think of anything to put so I added teeth and stuff xD)
Health: Healthy
Alignment: Good
Sample:
His white paws padded gracefully across the winter landscape. This was his favorite season finally he had reached the age to join the pack in a hunt. The bright sunlight seemed to reflect off of his stunning white coat as he now trotted happily toward his pack his attention drifting off now and then across the snowy landscape with few trees in view and those where evergreen pines which held snow like a brawny buffalo. His ears perked at the sound of his father calling the pack in for the hunt that was about to take place, throwing his head back he too joined in the howl to let others know that he was already there. Soon howls seemed to echo all around him reassuring his father that they where on their way.
His almond eyes glanced over toward his father, who stood proud and tall. His black coat stood out in this terrain but when in the shade it seemed to make up for it, his orange eyes seemed to stare down any challenge with a fiery spirit. The white brute laid his ears back submissively as he crouched to greet his father with licks and a few wags of his tail before his father moved away to greet the rest of the pack who knew all too well then to defy him and stand. He was the only white wolf in the pack the rest had darker coats some had light grey others held white coats but with black or brown markings. Now sitting the white brute sighed he missed his mother, she blended in as good as him however she had blue soft eyes that where caring and always worried.
Seeing that his pack had started the hunt and was now tracking a elk he followed closely behind with a rage of excitement pulsing threw his veins and at the same time sadness that seemed to stab at his heart with every pace forward he took. The wind blew his face and he knew they where downwind, suddenly the pack stopped and lowered themselves into the snow, it was then that he knew the herd had been discovered. His father walked quietly toward him and smiled, "You will lead this hunt. Your time has come to prove yourself." His father's words flowed smoothly and as he looked into his eyes he knew that his father was proud.
400 words
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(Sorry if you wanted me to use Raziel in the example post)
Personality:
Raziel is a playful brute, he tends to be calm and observant most of the time. When he is around his siblings and friends it's a different story he is playful, likes to play small jokes sometimes, and is also sometimes called funny. He enjoys being the oldest of his siblings but never really bullies them instead he is confident, friendly, kind, and nice. He is defiantly someone you can tell a secret to and it not be spread to anyone the next morning, he likes to keep it to himself. It takes a lot to anger him, unless your threatening his family and friends which means most likely he will attack you without hesitating, he takes all threats seriously. He likes to take responsibility into his own paws and always tries to do whats best for his self, family, and friends. He respects everyone however he respects his superiors much more and tries to please them when ever they ask something of him. If Raziel doesn't know you he can be very shy and struggle to think of the right words to say, which almost always are very low words that you can barely hear. If you anger him and he doesn't know you then his seemingly shy behavior will surprise you however sometimes his position may seem sheepish, since he doesn't really know the wolf.
Appearance: Almost all of his coat is a snowy white except his face which is a totally different color, like his mother's. Instead of orange it is black-like his father's coat. However he has cinnamon around his black nose with white at the beginning below his nose. He has a white stripe from his nose to the middle of his muzzle, like a snip but longer. He also has two cinnamon spots near his eyebrows, he has thick fur and has not yet gotten any scars. His optics(eyes) are a stunning bright emerald green like his father. He will soon grow to be greatly built like a fighter, with a well muscular body and and long sturdy legs. His height to the shoulder will reach 35 inches, his tongue is dark pink and his paw pads match his nose, which means they too are black. His nails are also black and never to long, his teeth are white. (Sorry I couldn't think of anything to put so I added teeth and stuff xD)
Health: Healthy
Alignment: Good
Sample:
His white paws padded gracefully across the winter landscape. This was his favorite season finally he had reached the age to join the pack in a hunt. The bright sunlight seemed to reflect off of his stunning white coat as he now trotted happily toward his pack his attention drifting off now and then across the snowy landscape with few trees in view and those where evergreen pines which held snow like a brawny buffalo. His ears perked at the sound of his father calling the pack in for the hunt that was about to take place, throwing his head back he too joined in the howl to let others know that he was already there. Soon howls seemed to echo all around him reassuring his father that they where on their way.
His almond eyes glanced over toward his father, who stood proud and tall. His black coat stood out in this terrain but when in the shade it seemed to make up for it, his orange eyes seemed to stare down any challenge with a fiery spirit. The white brute laid his ears back submissively as he crouched to greet his father with licks and a few wags of his tail before his father moved away to greet the rest of the pack who knew all too well then to defy him and stand. He was the only white wolf in the pack the rest had darker coats some had light grey others held white coats but with black or brown markings. Now sitting the white brute sighed he missed his mother, she blended in as good as him however she had blue soft eyes that where caring and always worried.
Seeing that his pack had started the hunt and was now tracking a elk he followed closely behind with a rage of excitement pulsing threw his veins and at the same time sadness that seemed to stab at his heart with every pace forward he took. The wind blew his face and he knew they where downwind, suddenly the pack stopped and lowered themselves into the snow, it was then that he knew the herd had been discovered. His father walked quietly toward him and smiled, "You will lead this hunt. Your time has come to prove yourself." His father's words flowed smoothly and as he looked into his eyes he knew that his father was proud.
400 words
*Added
(Sorry if you wanted me to use Raziel in the example post)
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