Precious Metals

Name: Osiris (Aluminum)
Gender: Male
Height: 39 inches (I have the gems to pay, though I may need the gems for something else >.<)
Alignment: Neutral
Personality:

Aluminum is a king in disguise, underneath the starlit armor lays a fair and honest man. He does his best with his knowledgable mind. Wise eyes can see the paths and future that lay ahead of him and he choses the right roads for his life. A reasonable king he is, wise and fair. He brings an air of sophistication and respect. With his head held high, this brute knows no fear or pain, just pride and confidence.

Aluminum does not always find his claws and teeth stained crimson as he is a calm and fair wolf. Though when angered and provoked this warrior is more than glad to battle.
Though he is more than just a wise ruler, he has a love and passion for all life and spirits. The nature is his kingdom, his people. He treats all living creatures fairly, as they treat him with respect. With the perfect structure for running and climbing, Aluminum is a free king that spends his hours roaming his palace grounds, chasing the wind in the low meadows or vigorously scaling the rocky highlands. He cares for the flora that blooms around him, spending as much time as he can with his people. After all, he is the king of the living.

Aluminum has a charm with his words, though he is not a flirtatious wolf. Arguments he can win with ease with his stubborn personality. Demanding yet headstrong, Aluminum still has a powerful and free character. The young ruler is not one to talk. He prefers gazing and interpreting rather than speaking. Thoughts over words. As a solitary creature, he travels alone, hidden in the silence. It may be hard to befriend this cold creature, but show him confidence and respect and he'll show you freedom and friendship.

Appearance:

Cloaked in flickering silver, the ancient gods have certainly gifted this creature in the most precious hue of fur. Many long to have such feminine fur, of elegant length and of magical colors. In the warm moonlight, Aluminum's fur will burst into a spectacular display of silver and white. Almost magical is may seem. And proud he is, that he has such a unique trait that only others can dream of.

Though he may have luxurious feminine fur, Aluminum has a muscular build that towers over many. At a staggering height of thirty nine inches, as well as marvelous fur this man is also unique with his height and size. Though he is quite slim, his long bones are wrapped in a thick layer of lean muscle. The gods have shaped this creature into an excellent runner and hunter, his slim yet long legs delivering the speed and agility that he desires. Though this does not mean he cannot fight. Aluminum will always have a roaring taste for battle, though he will always find his true self in the wind.

From his long and delicate silver tail, comes his arched back that runs smoothly to his neck and chest. Thick stardust fur spread across his broad shoulders and chest, giving an air of pride and dignity. His head is always proudly raised high, and it will never drop down. Aluminum bares the teeth of a warrior and a king. His fangs may be described as sharp and glistening though he never uses them for maniacal deaths. He only shows his teeth when in battle, even then he will not kill his opponent without reason. Unlike savages, murderers and assassins, Aluminum uses his claws and teeth for true purposes.

Large and wide golden orbs (Not like the movies) slowly dip into Aluminum's cheeks. With a hint of green, these flickering gems are like stars themselves. Filled with wisdom yet curiosity, this man has a charm with his eyes, vibrantly standing out against the pale moonbeam silver.

Rp Sample:

Crimson rays stained the orange sky. Burning flames leaped from afar, swallowing the gentle blue life. The sky was darkening, a new life was taking over. The day was falling. Falling into the roaring obsidian water below. The powerful water would cool the mighty flames of the sun, as it slowly plunged into the water. The night was rising. The Phoenix-like sun no longer ruled the empire, the power was now rested on the moon. Night had won. And so the life on this world would dance at the falling of day, and the renewal of the night. The night now prowled these lands. The moon was reborn.

Intrigued sage-gold orbs danced to the horizon. An air of wonder and fascination burned around him. The curious gaze did not move, still, it was. There was an enjoyable silence through the cliffs. The man liked the silence, he was quite good at thinking about something for a long time, and not making a single sound. He was a solitary creature, he preferred thoughts over words, just like he preferred night over day. And all that was heard was the faint whisper of the wind. Even the bellowing waters below were only a faint hushed sound. The graceful night spirits were waking up to the time of night, dancing in the warm and everlasting breeze. The sitting man lifted his powerful gaze to the moon, what a sight it was. Delicate moonbeams sparkled down onto the cliffs, turning the windy meadows into a glimmering kingdom. The fallen life spoke to the man, whispering.

Come dance in the night...
Enjoy the moonlight...

The sitting man could only smile and with that, he burst into the silver light. The moon lit up his unusual fur, sparkling in many shades of silver. His fur perfectly matched the magical beams of the moon. With swift and agile legs, the glimmering man would race throughout the cliffs, feeling so free and new. A trailing glow of moonlight faded behind him as he danced through the thick grass. Gems gleamed with life. The protecting stars looked down on the free male and the roaring wind joined him. A smile came to the satisfied creature. He gazed out to the moon-claimed cliffs. The man felt a sense of pride and honor. These lands were his. This was his empire. All life served him, the spirits of the day and night. He ruled the grass and the trees. All of nature was his. This was his palace. This was his kingdom. He was the king of the living. A free king. The reborn king.