Post by Jabberwocky on Sept 30, 2006 18:01:54 GMT -5
Character’s name: Druid
Gender: Female
Breed: Eastern Timber Wolf
Alliance: Dark
Desired Position: Still deciding, stay with me here. :/
Personality: Still pretty young, Druid is a creature of the moment, and she never dwells very long on the past nor the future. In short, she rarely thinks about the consequences of her actions, although you'd think a wolf with one eye would be a little more careful.
She's a willing fighter, but she will run away if she gets the chance.
This, of course, leads her to several sticky situations, most of which she's managed to get out of.
A little whimsical, she is not much of a loner and prefers to be in the company of others, also an optimist, she would happily saw off the branch she is sitting on.
Appearance: Druid sports a pelt of varying shades of brown and white, her eyes are yellow, golden, if you will. Actually, only one eye is like that. The other one is blind, a milky white orb, not the result of a forest fire or some epic battle, but a birth defect. Although some wolves might think it would give an air of mystery and valor, Druid finds it annoying since one eye means poor depth perception. But she gets by. Not dead yet, is she?
History: Druid was born to some pack who's name has been long forgotten throughout the years. Her birth defect ruled out likely chances of survival and the pack was all for abandoning her. Her parents agreed, but compromised to wait until she was older before driving her out.
Alone for the first time in her short life, Druid wandered about hunting slow-moving prey and waited for Natural Selection to pick her off.
When it didn't, she eventually became more skilled at hunting with one eye and proceeded cheerfully off into the unknown.
And found herself here...
Picture:
i7.photobucket.com/albums/y271/_Dragon_Lady_/Druid2.gif
A lovely realistic one.
IC: The afternoon found an eastern timber she-wolf strolling in a rather whimsical fashion through the soft grass.
She walked slowly, as though calculating in her head where to place her paw when she set it down. Her one good eye, a dark yellow color, gold, if you will, stared forward, seeing but not taking much in. The other eye took nothing in at all, since it was blind, a milky-white, useless orb.
Druid's thoughts were elsewhere, perhaps thinking of what she was going to have for dinner, depending on how fast it was compared to its size. Hunting was perhaps a bit harder for this half-blind she-wolf.
The wind carried to her scents of flowers, of small furry creatures, of trees and rich moist earth, of warm sun and of leaves floating on the water.
Perhaps these scents meant something to Druid, perhaps they meant nothing at all. She didn't show it, but only continued walking.
A Little About Me: Call me Jabberwocky, or Jabber if you like. ^^ I am obsessed with Lewis Carroll, and i can do lots with photoshop. When my scanner's in a good mood i can even draw some pictures, but it's not in a good mood very often. -sniff-
If anybody needs a siggy or avatar, I'm your lady. Few have enough spare time to hunt for a perfect picture like I do. ^^
Gender: Female
Breed: Eastern Timber Wolf
Alliance: Dark
Desired Position: Still deciding, stay with me here. :/
Personality: Still pretty young, Druid is a creature of the moment, and she never dwells very long on the past nor the future. In short, she rarely thinks about the consequences of her actions, although you'd think a wolf with one eye would be a little more careful.
She's a willing fighter, but she will run away if she gets the chance.
This, of course, leads her to several sticky situations, most of which she's managed to get out of.
A little whimsical, she is not much of a loner and prefers to be in the company of others, also an optimist, she would happily saw off the branch she is sitting on.
Appearance: Druid sports a pelt of varying shades of brown and white, her eyes are yellow, golden, if you will. Actually, only one eye is like that. The other one is blind, a milky white orb, not the result of a forest fire or some epic battle, but a birth defect. Although some wolves might think it would give an air of mystery and valor, Druid finds it annoying since one eye means poor depth perception. But she gets by. Not dead yet, is she?
History: Druid was born to some pack who's name has been long forgotten throughout the years. Her birth defect ruled out likely chances of survival and the pack was all for abandoning her. Her parents agreed, but compromised to wait until she was older before driving her out.
Alone for the first time in her short life, Druid wandered about hunting slow-moving prey and waited for Natural Selection to pick her off.
When it didn't, she eventually became more skilled at hunting with one eye and proceeded cheerfully off into the unknown.
And found herself here...
Picture:
i7.photobucket.com/albums/y271/_Dragon_Lady_/Druid2.gif
A lovely realistic one.
IC: The afternoon found an eastern timber she-wolf strolling in a rather whimsical fashion through the soft grass.
She walked slowly, as though calculating in her head where to place her paw when she set it down. Her one good eye, a dark yellow color, gold, if you will, stared forward, seeing but not taking much in. The other eye took nothing in at all, since it was blind, a milky-white, useless orb.
Druid's thoughts were elsewhere, perhaps thinking of what she was going to have for dinner, depending on how fast it was compared to its size. Hunting was perhaps a bit harder for this half-blind she-wolf.
The wind carried to her scents of flowers, of small furry creatures, of trees and rich moist earth, of warm sun and of leaves floating on the water.
Perhaps these scents meant something to Druid, perhaps they meant nothing at all. She didn't show it, but only continued walking.
A Little About Me: Call me Jabberwocky, or Jabber if you like. ^^ I am obsessed with Lewis Carroll, and i can do lots with photoshop. When my scanner's in a good mood i can even draw some pictures, but it's not in a good mood very often. -sniff-
If anybody needs a siggy or avatar, I'm your lady. Few have enough spare time to hunt for a perfect picture like I do. ^^
