Post by Zende on May 14, 2006 8:49:58 GMT -5
('Tis Chira, I just felt like making a Dark character lol 
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Name: Kitaru
Gender: Male
Age: 2 summers
Personality: Kitaru is a very timid youngster, and a deep thinker too. He isn't the most outspoken cub, but when he is angered (which is very rarely), he could even turn on his own family. Once Kitaru sets his sights on something, he will never give up in his pursuit to gain it. Whatever opinions he has on the Lights will never change, as his views on everything remain firm.
Side: Dark
Appearance: Kitaru is an ivory white wolf cub, with an unusually short tail and short legs. His coat is almost pure, save the various patches of silver dotted on his slender frame. His face is patterned with dark grey patches, and his ebony orbs do not let any light in, making his gaze dull yet unnerving because of its darkness.
History: Kitaru once lived with his parents in the wilderness, managing to survive against all the odds. His siblings either caved in to the elements or were stricken with illness. Nonetheless he and his brother Kovik survived, and remained strong. Yet one day, Kovik managed to anger Kitaru, and by doing so caused him to go into a powerful rage. The pair fought, and Kitaru managed to rip the flanks of his own brother. The cub fleed, with his last glimpse of his family being the sight of his mother racing to his bleeding, unconscious brother. From that point, Kitaru managed to catch mice and small rabbits to survive, and would have perished if not for the help of a lone wolf that found him. After a matter of weeks, the cub continued on his way to perhaps find a home, in his case the Dark camp.
IC: An ivory-coated cub bounded over a hazardous arrangement of jutting rock and bark, as he sped after the fleeing mouse. With pitch-black orbs, Kitaru surveyed his preys' every movement with hunger and desperation, as the rodent scurried through the undergrowth. From the folds of fur hanging from his frame, you could see that the youngster hadn't eaten for many days. This chase could be the difference between surviving or starving... Kitaru tried to rip his thoughts from this vision of failure as his slender paws whipped the ground. Tongue lolling from his open jaws, the cub neared the mouse, which emitted squeaks of pure terror as it felt the vibrations of Kitarus' paws getting closer. With a blindingly fast snap of his jaws, the cubs' ivories connected with the rodents' body and another meal was beginning to slide down his throat. As Kitaru panted and wheezed from the effort of running, his eyes showed that despite his youth, his body and mind had aged far beyond.
[/center])Name: Kitaru
Gender: Male
Age: 2 summers
Personality: Kitaru is a very timid youngster, and a deep thinker too. He isn't the most outspoken cub, but when he is angered (which is very rarely), he could even turn on his own family. Once Kitaru sets his sights on something, he will never give up in his pursuit to gain it. Whatever opinions he has on the Lights will never change, as his views on everything remain firm.
Side: Dark
Appearance: Kitaru is an ivory white wolf cub, with an unusually short tail and short legs. His coat is almost pure, save the various patches of silver dotted on his slender frame. His face is patterned with dark grey patches, and his ebony orbs do not let any light in, making his gaze dull yet unnerving because of its darkness.
History: Kitaru once lived with his parents in the wilderness, managing to survive against all the odds. His siblings either caved in to the elements or were stricken with illness. Nonetheless he and his brother Kovik survived, and remained strong. Yet one day, Kovik managed to anger Kitaru, and by doing so caused him to go into a powerful rage. The pair fought, and Kitaru managed to rip the flanks of his own brother. The cub fleed, with his last glimpse of his family being the sight of his mother racing to his bleeding, unconscious brother. From that point, Kitaru managed to catch mice and small rabbits to survive, and would have perished if not for the help of a lone wolf that found him. After a matter of weeks, the cub continued on his way to perhaps find a home, in his case the Dark camp.
IC: An ivory-coated cub bounded over a hazardous arrangement of jutting rock and bark, as he sped after the fleeing mouse. With pitch-black orbs, Kitaru surveyed his preys' every movement with hunger and desperation, as the rodent scurried through the undergrowth. From the folds of fur hanging from his frame, you could see that the youngster hadn't eaten for many days. This chase could be the difference between surviving or starving... Kitaru tried to rip his thoughts from this vision of failure as his slender paws whipped the ground. Tongue lolling from his open jaws, the cub neared the mouse, which emitted squeaks of pure terror as it felt the vibrations of Kitarus' paws getting closer. With a blindingly fast snap of his jaws, the cubs' ivories connected with the rodents' body and another meal was beginning to slide down his throat. As Kitaru panted and wheezed from the effort of running, his eyes showed that despite his youth, his body and mind had aged far beyond.
Picture~
(Sorry, couldn't find a better pic
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