Post by Idrial on Apr 18, 2006 10:17:50 GMT -5
Name - Idrial Risque - please note the fact I named 'Idrial' after a character in a game called The Third Age, but she isn't going to be much like her.
Age - 3 ½
Breed - Alaskan Husky
Personality - Generally Idrial is a real angel, she prefers to be kind, nice and helpful here and there and has a fierce loyalty when it comes to truth, love and sticking-up for friends and family. This probably gives you the idea (or opportunity) to underestimate her, right? Wrong. Do not be fooled by her usually 'warm' approach, if you break her trust I am warning you now, you will most likely never have it again and she will reveal her not so nice side. And when I say 'not so nice' – I mean it. She can be cruel and harsh at times, more cruel than anything, she won't waste time with crap and her determination and loyalty should certainly leave you assured. But apart from her not so nice side (which can also include much coldness and violence if you are not careful still), she is a great female to be around whom honors friends, family, power and winning about all, though when given any of these things she will not abuse them, so in all she is trustworthy too.
Sample Post -
The below is a sample post of a young wolf character a role play, she's named 'Tsunami' and is daughter of 'Thor' (whom I also role play). XD Certainly not my best, overall this bio isn't my best! D:
Age - 3 ½
Breed - Alaskan Husky
Personality - Generally Idrial is a real angel, she prefers to be kind, nice and helpful here and there and has a fierce loyalty when it comes to truth, love and sticking-up for friends and family. This probably gives you the idea (or opportunity) to underestimate her, right? Wrong. Do not be fooled by her usually 'warm' approach, if you break her trust I am warning you now, you will most likely never have it again and she will reveal her not so nice side. And when I say 'not so nice' – I mean it. She can be cruel and harsh at times, more cruel than anything, she won't waste time with crap and her determination and loyalty should certainly leave you assured. But apart from her not so nice side (which can also include much coldness and violence if you are not careful still), she is a great female to be around whom honors friends, family, power and winning about all, though when given any of these things she will not abuse them, so in all she is trustworthy too.
Sample Post -
The below is a sample post of a young wolf character a role play, she's named 'Tsunami' and is daughter of 'Thor' (whom I also role play). XD Certainly not my best, overall this bio isn't my best! D:
Warm, soft rays of sunlight beat down onto the green earth below and the young female sauntered on, her head drooped low, so low it was almost dragging along the ground, he tail swept the path behind her as she carried on her way - as usual. It was all travel, travel, travel for her!Nothing more, nothing less. And to be honest, it was getting sickening, but she had been sent, on command - order, request even, from her dear mother. Dear? She was hardly dear, no, she was neglecting, abusing - a female whom should have never been mated to a male in the first place! For look what happened, look what the result was.. A young female whom looked the part of her farther, though was rather different in personality. She was a mistake, an accident - but no.. She had a purpose! To seek out her farther, but what for? Why? Was there a real reason behind her very life purpose? No. No, nothing. Just simple, sweet, murder.
Oh Thor had really been a fool back in that breeding season which seemed so long ago, Tsunami would have proffered to not exist if this is what her life was going to be like; hell. A worthless, boring hell at which she did not have a real purpose in! Perhaps if she tried to resist, break away and get her own life.. But what use what that do? Who would take her in? She doubted anyone would bother with her, for her uses only excelled in seduction and fighting - she could be rather deceiving too, and her journey had proven she could be quick on her feet and possed great stamina and endurance. But she was only young, a yearling at that - so still more promise was held for the future. What future? What future? Perhaps there would be none, perhaps she could just commit suicide right here, right now to end her worthless, accident-of-a-life. She obviously was not cared for or needed and Thor probably wouldn't want her anyway, even after the long journey she had took to seek him out.
It was true, she was worthless. Only a beautiful damsel with nothing to follow, nothing to do. And she hated it, loathed it, wanted to be rid of it! But how, you ask - she was putting herself up for claimence. And in vain she would probably do that, seeing as she believed no one would ever find a use in her, but a tiny spark of hope did rest in her heart, just in case. And so she waited, her beautiful, night-black bodice was positioned right out in the open, her gaze pained yet held a firm touch - just in warning she was not here to be messed with.
And so she waited, her gentle breathing patterns swaying her bodice side to side, her senses open and alert for approaching wolves; if any.
Oh Thor had really been a fool back in that breeding season which seemed so long ago, Tsunami would have proffered to not exist if this is what her life was going to be like; hell. A worthless, boring hell at which she did not have a real purpose in! Perhaps if she tried to resist, break away and get her own life.. But what use what that do? Who would take her in? She doubted anyone would bother with her, for her uses only excelled in seduction and fighting - she could be rather deceiving too, and her journey had proven she could be quick on her feet and possed great stamina and endurance. But she was only young, a yearling at that - so still more promise was held for the future. What future? What future? Perhaps there would be none, perhaps she could just commit suicide right here, right now to end her worthless, accident-of-a-life. She obviously was not cared for or needed and Thor probably wouldn't want her anyway, even after the long journey she had took to seek him out.
It was true, she was worthless. Only a beautiful damsel with nothing to follow, nothing to do. And she hated it, loathed it, wanted to be rid of it! But how, you ask - she was putting herself up for claimence. And in vain she would probably do that, seeing as she believed no one would ever find a use in her, but a tiny spark of hope did rest in her heart, just in case. And so she waited, her beautiful, night-black bodice was positioned right out in the open, her gaze pained yet held a firm touch - just in warning she was not here to be messed with.
And so she waited, her gentle breathing patterns swaying her bodice side to side, her senses open and alert for approaching wolves; if any.