Post by arrow on Aug 5, 2012 17:04:02 GMT -6
Arrow
Male; Whippet; North
The Basics
Name: Arrow
Nickname: None
Age: 3 years
Birth Date:
Gender: Male
Birth Place: North Territory
Breed: Whippet
Rank: Leader
If Looks Could Kill
Pelt Color: Brindle
Eye Color: Amber
Scars, marks: Gash like scar on chest
Build: Lean, deep-chested, long-legged
Any Defect: When he runs at top speeds his chest often starts to hurt due to a past injury, so he cannot run for long distances.
Overall Physical Description:
The True Me Probably Isn't What You See
Positive Traits:
Negative Traits:
3 likes:
3 dislikes:
Specialty: Sprinting
Overall Personality:
Flash Back To The Past
Mother: Gale; 5 years; Whippet; alive
Father: Demon; 4 years; Whippet; alive
Littermates:
Other important canines/people:
Overall History:
About The Author
Alias: Merle
Age: 21 as of December 2011
Email/IM: Ranarin77@yahoo.com, but you may IM me at ellibear1990@msn or aim
Usual Word Count: 300
Rating of Site: I think its top knotch 100/10
Last But Not Least
RP Sample:
Snow chilled the pink paw pads of the well-muscled Whippet. Arrow shook his head, his ears flopping in the harsh wind. The temperature of it all was almost to much to bare. Though the cold season was almost done the freezing white fluff that was called snow was still visible. Pups would easily get sick if they slept outside and young ones would become slow. Winter wasn't fun for anyone.
Arrow sighed and pressed his nose to the ground, trying to ignore the bitterness of it all. He only smelled icewater and dead roots though. No rabbit, squirrel, or anything meaty and juicy. He glanced up just as a ball of black fluff passed him. It leaped quickly and landed on the brick wall. Arrow snorted as the feline disappeared into a human dwelling. He had no desire for feline flesh but what had amused him was how kind the humans seemed to the creature. His humans sure hadn't been. Not to him, not to his sisters, and definitely not to his ` ` brother.
Brindle ears pricked as he heard footsteps behind him. When he turned he saw two hulking figures. Both wore red pelts with an 'X' on the back. The symbol for the Hunters. Arrow tensed as one of them noticed him and aimed his gun at him. He backed up slowly then turned and raced off. His muscles pushing harder inside his body as he raced to hide from these deadly creatures.
Arrow sighed and pressed his nose to the ground, trying to ignore the bitterness of it all. He only smelled icewater and dead roots though. No rabbit, squirrel, or anything meaty and juicy. He glanced up just as a ball of black fluff passed him. It leaped quickly and landed on the brick wall. Arrow snorted as the feline disappeared into a human dwelling. He had no desire for feline flesh but what had amused him was how kind the humans seemed to the creature. His humans sure hadn't been. Not to him, not to his sisters, and definitely not to his ` ` brother.
Brindle ears pricked as he heard footsteps behind him. When he turned he saw two hulking figures. Both wore red pelts with an 'X' on the back. The symbol for the Hunters. Arrow tensed as one of them noticed him and aimed his gun at him. He backed up slowly then turned and raced off. His muscles pushing harder inside his body as he raced to hide from these deadly creatures.
