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Caeto

Loner

age
6 Years
gender
Male
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size
Large
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07-11-2014, 11:32 AM




(I would like a PM when you decide if I am chosen and before you post the chosen pups. I only plan on having 1 more character, female. So it will probably be whoever gets to me first. I will delete any of my other adoption forms once the decision is made.)

NAME:

Chione Olympus

ALIGNMENT:

Chaotic Neutral (It may be just neutral, you can PM me if necessary.)

APPEARANCE:

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Chione Olympus (Chi-oh-en Oh-lim-pus)

Chione is a medium wolf with a very slim and feminine build. She stands at 34 inches tall and weighs 124 pounds. She stands tall and proud, normally with a puffed chest and likes to look down on others even though she isn't as tall.

Chione consists of cream, white, and holds flecks of grey along her back. The white, which comes mainly from her mother's mother, covers her entire underneath from her throat to the tip of her tail including all four of her legs. The inside of her ears are white as well at a small place on the bridge of her nose. A very light, almost cream color covers the top half of her body, hardly taking her father's color. Flecks of grey are held from her shoulder blades to her rump, resembling her mother's dark color. Her eyes are a dark grey, very close to black but not quite. Fortunately she did not inherit her mother's blind trait.

PERSONALITY:

(This will be re-written like my other profiles, you can take a look if you want.)

As a pup, Chione tried to stay away from other wolves; even her family. She likes to spend all of her time by herself, being in the den when the others are out or taking a stroll when they are in. She may get aggressive with her siblings if they want to play with her, because she wants nothing to do with them. She does crave the attention from her parents, if anything, and will do just about anything to get on spotlight with them.

(Her adult persona may completely change depending on her childhood.) As an adult, Chione has more of a reserved, relaxed attitude. She handles difficult situations well, or not at all. She can have a high temper and easily snap on just about anyone. She still likes to spend most of her time alone, but sometimes wants to go out and talk to a close ally. She spends most of her days her den, pretty much having conversations with the voices in her head. She is definitely mentally disturbed, sometimes easily spotted when in conversation with others. She will look up, listening to the voices or making faces at them. It may frighten some or confuse them. She is definitely far off from her other siblings and parents. One may wonder where she truly came from.

(I might have her have like an imaginary friend when she is little? We can totes talk about it-)







IC ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:

The fae would gently open slits of slate, the color of her eyes could easily blend with her pupils. It was early, too early for her to get up but the sun may have held high at noon. She liked to be out at night better than the day; most of the pack mates would be snoozing away in their dens frolicking through their precious dreams. Dreams that Chione couldn't even imagine.

Why don't you go back to your dreams darling...

The fae would stare to the wall of her own den, not wanting to go back into that pit of despair. She had grown accustomed to her nightmares, it was the only way of sleep she knew. But she wasn't so sure as to why they had always plagued her, she had nothing to hate or despise. There wasn't anything she wanted to destroy, not even the dreadful voices in her head. They kept her company when she needed it, so she didn't really want to get rid of them.

That's right... We're your only friends...

Her body would attempt to rise, but not a muscle moved on her body. She wasn't ready to get up but she didn't want to continue to lay her and drift off to sleep. What would she even do today? She wasn't too friendly with her neighbors and some didn't even want to talk too her.

Her slits would close softly, letting the darkness come over her again.

Good girl... Come back to us...