Kringle, Noel
10-17-2014, 03:18 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-18-2014, 01:50 PM by Noel.)
Out-of-Character Name: Trinket
How did you get here?: Sister site Method in the Madness (which is now Method Resurrection on the new board)
Age: 30
Character's Name: Noel Rose Kringle
Age: One Year
Season of Birth: Winter
Adult Height: 36 inches
Appearance Description: Fair beauty was bestowed upon the youngest son of Surge and Salian Kringle. His pelt so pale that he would look for all purposes like a knoll of snow if not for the other colors which marred the snow-scape of his body.
Running down his back, a thatch of silver reaching out and blending into the ermine hairs of his shoulders and thighs. This silver touches the area above and between his eyes and just over half way down his tail.
Save for the blackness of his nose, lips and pads of his paws, no other coloring persists, save one. His eyes. The irises of which are amber with flecks of gold and green. Startling in their vividness and thought to be beautiful and alluring by many.
While he may be lovely to look upon, depending on the eye of the beholder, it is also evident that he is a large wolf standing at thirty-six inches and weighing a hefty sum of one-hundred sixty-five pounds. Indeed he is not light weight. Of course its much more muscle than it is fat.
Calling: Sweetheart
Proof of Purchases:
How did you get here?: Sister site Method in the Madness (which is now Method Resurrection on the new board)
Age: 30
Character's Name: Noel Rose Kringle
Age: One Year
Season of Birth: Winter
Adult Height: 36 inches
Appearance Description: Fair beauty was bestowed upon the youngest son of Surge and Salian Kringle. His pelt so pale that he would look for all purposes like a knoll of snow if not for the other colors which marred the snow-scape of his body.
Running down his back, a thatch of silver reaching out and blending into the ermine hairs of his shoulders and thighs. This silver touches the area above and between his eyes and just over half way down his tail.
Save for the blackness of his nose, lips and pads of his paws, no other coloring persists, save one. His eyes. The irises of which are amber with flecks of gold and green. Startling in their vividness and thought to be beautiful and alluring by many.
While he may be lovely to look upon, depending on the eye of the beholder, it is also evident that he is a large wolf standing at thirty-six inches and weighing a hefty sum of one-hundred sixty-five pounds. Indeed he is not light weight. Of course its much more muscle than it is fat.
Calling: Sweetheart
Proof of Purchases: