Precious Metals
07-06-2014, 10:38 PM
History
Atum the father of these wolves named his children after ancient Egyptian gods and goddesses. He believed that Ra(the sun god) and Nut(the sky goddess) visited him in a dream and told him his children would bare the colors of rich metals. That they were blessed with rich colored coats and then told him the name of each child to be born in the first litter. That being Silver, Petrol, Gold, and Brass. Again his mate and him were blessed the following year with another litter. And again Ra and Nut visited him with the same promise. But this would be tainted by darkness. Bronze, Copper and Aluminum would be born but the day they would turn a year old blood would spill. Atum feared this and became very protective of his children. When their mother died of illness he thought this was what they meant by blood spilling as he had to be the one to put her out of her misery. So things became more relaxed and the dark tainted warning forgotten. The day the second litter turned a year old a storm raged in the sky in a fierce show of lightening and thunder but that was the least of their concerns. Atum's pack had dabbled and messed with the wrong pack too many times behind his back. They came at them like a damn breaking, killing all in their path. Atum knew his pack was at a loss against these warrior hardened wolves and took his family and any others on a run. But it was to no vain. Those he managed to take with him turned to hold ranks against the blood bath. For Atum's children were the only future of the pack and their lives must be protected at all costs. While the other and Atum tried to fend off the enemy the children ran with only one look back to see their father who had loved them so dearly die in his struggle to keep them safe.
To Date
The siblings have all fled together to Alacritis in hopes of not being found. They do not fully understand still why their pack was attacked but they will not risk going back or going by their birth names infront of others. (The names next to each wolf is their nickname). They have remained together thus far with no problems for they had always gotten along for the most part. Now they arrive in a land plentiful of other packs and strangers. But do they just band together as loners or agree to join a pack?
Notes
These wolves would see themselves as more privilege then others but not boasting of it. Since their father believed in the Ancient Egyptian gods, they do to in high regards. They know they were named after certain gods and goddesses and believe their is a reason why Atum was sent those dreams about their names. Of course their coats are of odd shading. They shine and glint in the sunlight, their hair holding almost clear strands to give the appearance of a shiny penny or fresh gold. They are aware others will stare and question and they simply say they were blessed by the gods.The older siblings have taken the role of caretakers, teaches, providers for their younger brothers and sisters. Thus one of them will be the leader, which all had agreed upon. A decision is not made without the agreement of the whole group, making them and effective team.
Picking the design and Eye color
When picking which wolf you are applying for simple go by their nicknames which are next to each wolf. Eye colors are to be picked from the bottom right corner of the image. Hetero eyes are not uncommon among them. Eyes colors are number from left to right.
Alignment
Will range from true neutral to lawful good. That does not mean somewhere in the future that could be changed. Whether it be caused by religious beliefs, discontent of leadership, or whatever may happen to them
More Info XD
The first litter is of 2 years born in Summer. These are Gold, Silver, Petrol, and Brass
The second litter is 1 year born in Winter. These are Bronze, Copper and Aluminum.
I am claiming Bronze(Isis). I will be picking the leader once all apps are in and ive decided the players.
Mother's name: Tefnut
Appearance: WIP
Father's name: Atum
Appearance: WIP
Names to pick from
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Name: Gender: Height: Alignment: Personality: 150 words Appearance: Site requirement Rp Sample: 300 words |
07-07-2014, 12:33 AM
ermahgerd such tempt but can't....
07-09-2014, 09:53 PM
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.
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.
07-11-2014, 01:55 PM
Name: Anuket (Copper)
Gender: Female
Height: 34 inches (124 lbs)
Alignment: Neutral Good
Personality: Developing
Appearance: Deep blue eyes like the river Nile (Butter London:Bramble of the choices given) are faintly reminiscent of hydrated copper in their stunning clarity. As wildly distinct as copper can be, so too is the contrast from eyes to coat. The rippling red-brown cascades churning in the sun are nigh blinding at the proper angle, a fact not lost to her.
Anuket the goddess is the personification of the Nile river, and like the river she is long and narrow. Capable of achieving impressive speeds, narrow shoulders breaking a path for broader ribs let her stride length expand. While not particularly long-legged, slender limbs are compact and coordinated rather impressively for a yearling.
Rp Sample: Developing
Gender: Female
Height: 34 inches (124 lbs)
Alignment: Neutral Good
Personality: Developing
Appearance: Deep blue eyes like the river Nile (Butter London:Bramble of the choices given) are faintly reminiscent of hydrated copper in their stunning clarity. As wildly distinct as copper can be, so too is the contrast from eyes to coat. The rippling red-brown cascades churning in the sun are nigh blinding at the proper angle, a fact not lost to her.
Anuket the goddess is the personification of the Nile river, and like the river she is long and narrow. Capable of achieving impressive speeds, narrow shoulders breaking a path for broader ribs let her stride length expand. While not particularly long-legged, slender limbs are compact and coordinated rather impressively for a yearling.
Rp Sample: Developing