Post by Jack on Apr 6, 2007 14:48:51 GMT -5
Character’s name: Fayt
Age: 9
Breed: Wolf
Gender: Male
Alliance: Dark
Desired Rank: None
Personality: Fayt is one of those touch-me-and-die types who rarely has friends. He likes to watch the Light and Dark fight, and loves to help mutilate the Light. Every so often, he'll laugh at a joke, though not many, and only ones that are beyond cruel.
Appearance: He's pure white with black eyes. He's slim, with flat fur. Several scars cover him, the most see-able covering his whole face. Its the bite mark of a bear.
History: Fayt grew up near a army of foxes that liked to eat wolf pups. When Fayt was old and strong enough, he killed each and every one of the foxes, and then left the bodies for vultures to eat. He soon left his home and joined the Dark, enjoying causing death and pain.
Picture:
IC: Fayt stood looking at the bodies of the seven foxes infront of him. They had been un-prepared for an attack as brutal as the one that had hit them. The black wolf growled at the dead foxes and turned to face the last fox before him. "You can run now, or you can stay and fight. Either way, you die when I attack you." With those words, the fox shot off across the meadow, howling for help. Fayt took off after him, growling his hatred for the fox. Several days later, Fayt turned to look at the meadow where eight foxes lay dead, being eaten by vultures that had gathered when they saw Fayt a week ago. The wolf smiled, licked his bloody chops, turned, and walked off to find some clean water.The
Age: 9
Breed: Wolf
Gender: Male
Alliance: Dark
Desired Rank: None
Personality: Fayt is one of those touch-me-and-die types who rarely has friends. He likes to watch the Light and Dark fight, and loves to help mutilate the Light. Every so often, he'll laugh at a joke, though not many, and only ones that are beyond cruel.
Appearance: He's pure white with black eyes. He's slim, with flat fur. Several scars cover him, the most see-able covering his whole face. Its the bite mark of a bear.
History: Fayt grew up near a army of foxes that liked to eat wolf pups. When Fayt was old and strong enough, he killed each and every one of the foxes, and then left the bodies for vultures to eat. He soon left his home and joined the Dark, enjoying causing death and pain.
Picture:
IC: Fayt stood looking at the bodies of the seven foxes infront of him. They had been un-prepared for an attack as brutal as the one that had hit them. The black wolf growled at the dead foxes and turned to face the last fox before him. "You can run now, or you can stay and fight. Either way, you die when I attack you." With those words, the fox shot off across the meadow, howling for help. Fayt took off after him, growling his hatred for the fox. Several days later, Fayt turned to look at the meadow where eight foxes lay dead, being eaten by vultures that had gathered when they saw Fayt a week ago. The wolf smiled, licked his bloody chops, turned, and walked off to find some clean water.The
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