Post by Kiran on Mar 3, 2007 8:48:57 GMT -5
Character’s name:Kiran
Age: 2years
Breed: Fox
Gender: Brute
Alliance: Dark
Desired Rank: Private
Personality: Kiran is very rough.He is very independent and doesn't like other's help.He usualy wishes to be alone,but he is still very helpful if you get him to come out.He is very firce and will snap at pretty much anyone that gets in his way,even if they are his friend.But most of the time he just hides from everyone until he is needed.
Appearance: Kiran is a red fox.The main color of his coat is a ginger red,like all red foxes.His belly is white with small speaks of red scattered all about.Mixed in with the red is black which is visible.There are also black speaks on his belly.The back of his ears are all black.His eyes are amber.Across his muzzle is a deep scratch.The base of his tail is also scratched and torn quite a bit.
History: Kiran has had a sad past filled with death.He was born in the dark alligances.When he was 6months old his father died of an attack by some loners.Kiran was devestated,but went on.After a few days later,his siblings were killed,his mother thought it was because of the same loners that killed his father.When he was a year and a half,his mother died too.He has had nothing else,no friends.He fears that if he did,they would be killed also.
Picture: www.flickr.com/photos/moss_glen_nature_photography/383193501/
IC: A red head poked up above some bramble.The red fox looked around warly.He then jumped over the bramble and began walking along the shoreline.He looked out at the iced over ocean,his amber orbs glistening.He hadn't ever belived that the ocean could get iced over.He looked towards the sky,pointing his scared muzzle towards the round moon.He hadn't meant to stay out that late.He closed his eyes for a minute,engulfed in thought.When he opened them,they shown with sleep.He looked like he had no intentions of going back to the camp tonight.In fact,if he could he would stay there,undnearth the full moon.Right next to the ocean and stayed there forever.Of course,it wasn't much of a dream.It was still on the Dark's territory,so someone would be likely to find him and drag him back home.He wouldn't give in without a fight,on no.He would snap at the poor creature that was assigned to fetch him.So he raised to his paws and begn to slowly trek back towards the camp.His beaten tail swung beyond him,and he then stopped.
"Why am I returning home like a pup thats lost it's mother?" Kiran questioned himself.A small grin managed to creep across his tired face as he walked back over to where he had been sitting,right underneath the moon.He lay down and set his maw onto his sore paws,paws that has been walking around all day and hadn't had anytime to relax at all.He wrapped his bitten tail across his face,covering his orbs which had now closed.And there the red foc lay,underneath the shine of the moon.
Age: 2years
Breed: Fox
Gender: Brute
Alliance: Dark
Desired Rank: Private
Personality: Kiran is very rough.He is very independent and doesn't like other's help.He usualy wishes to be alone,but he is still very helpful if you get him to come out.He is very firce and will snap at pretty much anyone that gets in his way,even if they are his friend.But most of the time he just hides from everyone until he is needed.
Appearance: Kiran is a red fox.The main color of his coat is a ginger red,like all red foxes.His belly is white with small speaks of red scattered all about.Mixed in with the red is black which is visible.There are also black speaks on his belly.The back of his ears are all black.His eyes are amber.Across his muzzle is a deep scratch.The base of his tail is also scratched and torn quite a bit.
History: Kiran has had a sad past filled with death.He was born in the dark alligances.When he was 6months old his father died of an attack by some loners.Kiran was devestated,but went on.After a few days later,his siblings were killed,his mother thought it was because of the same loners that killed his father.When he was a year and a half,his mother died too.He has had nothing else,no friends.He fears that if he did,they would be killed also.
Picture: www.flickr.com/photos/moss_glen_nature_photography/383193501/
IC: A red head poked up above some bramble.The red fox looked around warly.He then jumped over the bramble and began walking along the shoreline.He looked out at the iced over ocean,his amber orbs glistening.He hadn't ever belived that the ocean could get iced over.He looked towards the sky,pointing his scared muzzle towards the round moon.He hadn't meant to stay out that late.He closed his eyes for a minute,engulfed in thought.When he opened them,they shown with sleep.He looked like he had no intentions of going back to the camp tonight.In fact,if he could he would stay there,undnearth the full moon.Right next to the ocean and stayed there forever.Of course,it wasn't much of a dream.It was still on the Dark's territory,so someone would be likely to find him and drag him back home.He wouldn't give in without a fight,on no.He would snap at the poor creature that was assigned to fetch him.So he raised to his paws and begn to slowly trek back towards the camp.His beaten tail swung beyond him,and he then stopped.
"Why am I returning home like a pup thats lost it's mother?" Kiran questioned himself.A small grin managed to creep across his tired face as he walked back over to where he had been sitting,right underneath the moon.He lay down and set his maw onto his sore paws,paws that has been walking around all day and hadn't had anytime to relax at all.He wrapped his bitten tail across his face,covering his orbs which had now closed.And there the red foc lay,underneath the shine of the moon.
While reading this, please remember; ranks are not the most important thing on the Foxholes! 
