Hajime x Elsa : Levaithi & Darrah up for adoption
06-10-2015, 04:36 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-11-2015, 04:45 PM by Zisa.)
Name: Darrah Walker
Changes?: Some. Not very many.
-He's quieter, and doesn't like big crowds
-If he starts something, he's determined to finish it
-His pride gets wounded more easily
Appearance: The male is almost like a ghost, only challenging his mother in his small size of 28 inches. Darrah's coat is sleek, although the texture of his fur is still as soft as it was before. His fur is very fluffy, making the male look a little bigger than he really is. Honestly, the male does not seem all that intimidating. Darrah is meant more for hunting than fighting, his legs slender and the male not weighing that much at all, although his speed could be used for fighting.
Like his mother, Darrah's fur is white, almost blindingly so if the sunlight catches it right. The only markings the male has are around his eyes. A deep sooty color, the markings look like misshapen patches of fur in a way. The male's eyes are what stand out against his fur the most, taking after his mother's color as well.
Darrah's eyes are an icy blue, with no signs of his father's eyes in there. Flecked with an even lighter blue, Darrah's eyes are quite beautiful.
Personality: Darrah is a determined male, almost a little too stubborn. After the loss of Elsa and Hajime, he is determined to help anyone he can, even if they do not want his help. The male wants to be the best guardian he can, and would do anything to protect his family. Of course, a few things have changed since then. If the male starts anything, even the smallest project, he is determined to finish it. Nothing will stop him from finishing that project.
Darrah is not a wolf who will break the rules, even if it means helping someone. In his opinion, rules were made for a reason, and that reason was so there wasn't chaos everywhere. A world without rules scares the male, and he wishes that those who break the rules would at least get off with a warning.
Darrah, since he has left, has been by himself so long that he does not really talk all that much. When he does, it is usually a short answer, spoken in soft tones. He also does not like being around crowds, although he would join a pack if any of his siblings wanted him to do so.
As a pup, Darrah had a few things were his pride would get in the way. As he has gotten older, it has become much easier to wound his pride. Even if it is not intentional, the male's pride will most likely be hurt by whatever the others say.
Plans: Meet up with Renhett and some of his other siblings, explore Ala and maybe make some new friends. :3
Rp sample: Almost done. With that thought in mind, Darrah dropped the twigs in his jaws at the small pile before glancing up at his creation. The small den was just big enough for him, and even then he would most likely have to duck to get into it. But, with a glance at the quickly darkening sky, he knew that it would be better than going into the storm about to come. Thunder rumbled in the distance, and Darrah flattened his ears.
Better hurry. With that, he grabbed some of the twigs in his jaws and struggled up the small hill. The sticks would hopefully stop the small opening in the hill from falling if things got too bad. Darrah flinched as rain splattered on his head, a soft, annoyed growl coming from him as he placed the stick down and went back for another.
In the few round of putting the sticks and twigs into place, the rain was pouring, and the storm was already upon the male. To make matters worse, the male wasn't done. His jaws opening to grab the last pile, he glanced backwards at the hill. The mud had slid over the opening, and the male could tell that he wouldn't be able to get to it.
Of course.
Changes?: Some. Not very many.
-He's quieter, and doesn't like big crowds
-If he starts something, he's determined to finish it
-His pride gets wounded more easily
Appearance: The male is almost like a ghost, only challenging his mother in his small size of 28 inches. Darrah's coat is sleek, although the texture of his fur is still as soft as it was before. His fur is very fluffy, making the male look a little bigger than he really is. Honestly, the male does not seem all that intimidating. Darrah is meant more for hunting than fighting, his legs slender and the male not weighing that much at all, although his speed could be used for fighting.
Like his mother, Darrah's fur is white, almost blindingly so if the sunlight catches it right. The only markings the male has are around his eyes. A deep sooty color, the markings look like misshapen patches of fur in a way. The male's eyes are what stand out against his fur the most, taking after his mother's color as well.
Darrah's eyes are an icy blue, with no signs of his father's eyes in there. Flecked with an even lighter blue, Darrah's eyes are quite beautiful.
Personality: Darrah is a determined male, almost a little too stubborn. After the loss of Elsa and Hajime, he is determined to help anyone he can, even if they do not want his help. The male wants to be the best guardian he can, and would do anything to protect his family. Of course, a few things have changed since then. If the male starts anything, even the smallest project, he is determined to finish it. Nothing will stop him from finishing that project.
Darrah is not a wolf who will break the rules, even if it means helping someone. In his opinion, rules were made for a reason, and that reason was so there wasn't chaos everywhere. A world without rules scares the male, and he wishes that those who break the rules would at least get off with a warning.
Darrah, since he has left, has been by himself so long that he does not really talk all that much. When he does, it is usually a short answer, spoken in soft tones. He also does not like being around crowds, although he would join a pack if any of his siblings wanted him to do so.
As a pup, Darrah had a few things were his pride would get in the way. As he has gotten older, it has become much easier to wound his pride. Even if it is not intentional, the male's pride will most likely be hurt by whatever the others say.
Plans: Meet up with Renhett and some of his other siblings, explore Ala and maybe make some new friends. :3
Rp sample: Almost done. With that thought in mind, Darrah dropped the twigs in his jaws at the small pile before glancing up at his creation. The small den was just big enough for him, and even then he would most likely have to duck to get into it. But, with a glance at the quickly darkening sky, he knew that it would be better than going into the storm about to come. Thunder rumbled in the distance, and Darrah flattened his ears.
Better hurry. With that, he grabbed some of the twigs in his jaws and struggled up the small hill. The sticks would hopefully stop the small opening in the hill from falling if things got too bad. Darrah flinched as rain splattered on his head, a soft, annoyed growl coming from him as he placed the stick down and went back for another.
In the few round of putting the sticks and twigs into place, the rain was pouring, and the storm was already upon the male. To make matters worse, the male wasn't done. His jaws opening to grab the last pile, he glanced backwards at the hill. The mud had slid over the opening, and the male could tell that he wouldn't be able to get to it.
Of course.