Post by Pixie on Feb 27, 2008 17:51:44 GMT -5
Character’s name: Kreed
Age: 4
Breed: wolf
Gender: male
Alliance: Dark
Desired Rank: What ever he can get....
Personality: His motto is-Do I care? NO!- Yep that's Kreed. He's always been the mean and tough one of his army. He had been just another male in the army but he was tough. He was bold and spoke his mind. He never understood love and still doesn't. He is mean and ruthless. His mind is twisted, but if you really get to know him you'll find out what a great wolf he is. He isn't shy at all. He is quiet though. A lot of wolves and other animals annoy him and that isn't a good this. He is devious, cynical, and well just plain wicked awesome.
Appearance: Some say wolves can't exceed the natural size, but some how Kreed did. He is twice as large with a larger frame. His body is made for fighting, and yet his speed is miraculous. He has tons of muscle lining everywhere. His legs are quite long for his running, and his tail is not much used but it is long. His audials are just fine they fit his body. His eyes are a creepy black. His pelt color is white, a velevet soft white. He is a dark wolf but his fur is white. In the winter it somewhat darkens. In the summer its regular white. He is very large in deed. His coat color is white, tends to get grey in the winter. His eyes as you know are black and that is pretty much it to descirbe him. He is easy to describe him...
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"HOLD YOUR TOUNGE YOU FILTHY MAGGET" A gruff growl sounded from an over sized male. His muscles rippled under her shimmering black pelt. His black orbs held a deep flame. His audials pinned to his skull. His tail was limp and his pearly white fangs bared. A wolves canines could grow up to two inches and Kreed was one of those wolves. He circled two wolves. His eyes pinned straight on his rival. Another male was in the middle. A dirty smirk on his face. Kreed wasn't to be messed with and most learned that the hard way. Kreed cackled, he hissed" You think I'm joking you pitiful coward" The other wolf snarled, Kreed growled back. The other wolf beside the other male was a female. She was whimpering and shaking. She had shrunk back into the shadow of the male.
Kreed stopped and then faced the other male. His orbs went hollow. He looked at the white male. His 2 inch fangs caught the shine of the sun. His body tensed. He said" Well, you look easy enough to take on, I think this should be easy" Kreed won many battles, but he lost many as well. After the last battle he'd lost he found more ways to win the fights. He tried every minute, he trained and trained. He'd gone insane but he was an intelligent insane. If you had ever heard of that. He looked at the fae. He smirked, and then lunged for the wolf. The wolf came up and then they started to fight. Kreed's jaw locked up on the chest. The other wolf grabbed hold of Kreed's scruff. Kreed savagely whipped his head back and forth. His eyes completely open and a thirst within them. If you had never seen a dark wolf that you have officially seen one. The female shrieked and then dove out of their way.
Kreed ripped away taking hair and the taste of bitter blood. He spat at the ground backing up. He hissed" It makes me almost hysterical, the taste, the scent of the blood" He was insane. He looked at the wolf. The wolf held steady and then leapt for more action. Kreed locked onto the males jaw. It must of hurt. A cry of pain came from the male and Kreed knew he'd made his way to more injuries. He let go and rammed the wolf. The wolf fell to the ground whimpering, and crying. Kreed growled" Get up and fight me you coward" Kreed looked at him. He'd become a monster. He had killed his own mother for god sakes, and murdered his own sister as well. He promised never to battle again this was too much though. Blood was so addicting to him, and the wolf was asking for it. Kreed looked at the fae. A pang of sadness reflected in his eyes.
Her terrified look. He saw his sister, he felt sick. He shook his head. What had he done? He looked at the male. He staggered back slowly. The female was crying, she was sad. Kreed had hurt her mate, and he was a savage doing it. He was twisted. He looked at her. Kreed said" I, go, go help him, please" The fae looked so confused. He shook his head and turned away. He could feel the fae move to her mates side. He knew the male would live, Kreed had done worse. Kreed fled, he had his own song by now. He was dangerous, but was misunderstood. That was his story. Did you want him to go on. The monster, the nightmare. The killer in the nightmares. It would haunt him till he died.
Age: 4
Breed: wolf
Gender: male
Alliance: Dark
Desired Rank: What ever he can get....
Personality: His motto is-Do I care? NO!- Yep that's Kreed. He's always been the mean and tough one of his army. He had been just another male in the army but he was tough. He was bold and spoke his mind. He never understood love and still doesn't. He is mean and ruthless. His mind is twisted, but if you really get to know him you'll find out what a great wolf he is. He isn't shy at all. He is quiet though. A lot of wolves and other animals annoy him and that isn't a good this. He is devious, cynical, and well just plain wicked awesome.
Appearance: Some say wolves can't exceed the natural size, but some how Kreed did. He is twice as large with a larger frame. His body is made for fighting, and yet his speed is miraculous. He has tons of muscle lining everywhere. His legs are quite long for his running, and his tail is not much used but it is long. His audials are just fine they fit his body. His eyes are a creepy black. His pelt color is white, a velevet soft white. He is a dark wolf but his fur is white. In the winter it somewhat darkens. In the summer its regular white. He is very large in deed. His coat color is white, tends to get grey in the winter. His eyes as you know are black and that is pretty much it to descirbe him. He is easy to describe him...
Picture:
IC:
"HOLD YOUR TOUNGE YOU FILTHY MAGGET" A gruff growl sounded from an over sized male. His muscles rippled under her shimmering black pelt. His black orbs held a deep flame. His audials pinned to his skull. His tail was limp and his pearly white fangs bared. A wolves canines could grow up to two inches and Kreed was one of those wolves. He circled two wolves. His eyes pinned straight on his rival. Another male was in the middle. A dirty smirk on his face. Kreed wasn't to be messed with and most learned that the hard way. Kreed cackled, he hissed" You think I'm joking you pitiful coward" The other wolf snarled, Kreed growled back. The other wolf beside the other male was a female. She was whimpering and shaking. She had shrunk back into the shadow of the male.
Kreed stopped and then faced the other male. His orbs went hollow. He looked at the white male. His 2 inch fangs caught the shine of the sun. His body tensed. He said" Well, you look easy enough to take on, I think this should be easy" Kreed won many battles, but he lost many as well. After the last battle he'd lost he found more ways to win the fights. He tried every minute, he trained and trained. He'd gone insane but he was an intelligent insane. If you had ever heard of that. He looked at the fae. He smirked, and then lunged for the wolf. The wolf came up and then they started to fight. Kreed's jaw locked up on the chest. The other wolf grabbed hold of Kreed's scruff. Kreed savagely whipped his head back and forth. His eyes completely open and a thirst within them. If you had never seen a dark wolf that you have officially seen one. The female shrieked and then dove out of their way.
Kreed ripped away taking hair and the taste of bitter blood. He spat at the ground backing up. He hissed" It makes me almost hysterical, the taste, the scent of the blood" He was insane. He looked at the wolf. The wolf held steady and then leapt for more action. Kreed locked onto the males jaw. It must of hurt. A cry of pain came from the male and Kreed knew he'd made his way to more injuries. He let go and rammed the wolf. The wolf fell to the ground whimpering, and crying. Kreed growled" Get up and fight me you coward" Kreed looked at him. He'd become a monster. He had killed his own mother for god sakes, and murdered his own sister as well. He promised never to battle again this was too much though. Blood was so addicting to him, and the wolf was asking for it. Kreed looked at the fae. A pang of sadness reflected in his eyes.
Her terrified look. He saw his sister, he felt sick. He shook his head. What had he done? He looked at the male. He staggered back slowly. The female was crying, she was sad. Kreed had hurt her mate, and he was a savage doing it. He was twisted. He looked at her. Kreed said" I, go, go help him, please" The fae looked so confused. He shook his head and turned away. He could feel the fae move to her mates side. He knew the male would live, Kreed had done worse. Kreed fled, he had his own song by now. He was dangerous, but was misunderstood. That was his story. Did you want him to go on. The monster, the nightmare. The killer in the nightmares. It would haunt him till he died.
