Post by tricky on Nov 28, 2009 23:12:23 GMT -6
Name: Daisuke
Human Age: 17 years old
Wolf Age: around the wolf equivalent xD I don’t know…6 years?
Gender: male
Eye Color: golden yellow
Hair color: see image
Body Type: he’s slim, but any weight he does have is mostly muscles, tall and lean.
Human appearance: Daisuke has quite pale skin and he tend’s to dress simply, just a denim jacket and jean’s over a loose t-shirt, which is usually a pale colour, nothing to make him stand out in a crowd.
History: daiskue was the runt of his little pack, and he spent a lot of his time on his own. his pack was destroyed pretty early on, when he was off on his own, hence his surivival, since then he has done nothing but wander, hearing rumours of paradise and the wolves that are looking for it. secretly he longs to find paradise as well, but lack's the confidence and the skills to do so.
Fur color: white and grey/brown
Likes: Daisuke like’s things to be quiet and simple, he likes making friends, but is too shy to do so.
Hates: being put in the spotlight, anything that involves him having unwanted attention
Overall personality: Daisuke is a quite type of wolf, who keeps to himself most of the time, he isn’t that interested in making friends or enemies and stays a neutral party. He does what he’s told. A lot of people might think him as aloof and unfriendly, but really he’s a tad shy. He doesn’t like offering up his opinion, even when it’s asked for and likes to be at the back of the crowd. Once he’s formed a connection he can be affectionate and playful, and when he’s in smaller groups he does get more vocal. But put him in a large group situation he tends to blend into the background. He’s tolerant, and can be caring, efficient at any task he’s given, but because he doesn’t like standing out he tends not to excel too often.
Other: uh, not that i can think of
IC Example: roleplay example, only needed for first character
the quote is taken from a wolf only version of the character. if you want me to provide a human version then just ask.
Note: this image is just for colour referance only, once my scanner works i'll be doing a proper image for him. this one belongs to me. thank you <33
Human Age: 17 years old
Wolf Age: around the wolf equivalent xD I don’t know…6 years?
Gender: male
Eye Color: golden yellow
Hair color: see image
Body Type: he’s slim, but any weight he does have is mostly muscles, tall and lean.
Human appearance: Daisuke has quite pale skin and he tend’s to dress simply, just a denim jacket and jean’s over a loose t-shirt, which is usually a pale colour, nothing to make him stand out in a crowd.
History: daiskue was the runt of his little pack, and he spent a lot of his time on his own. his pack was destroyed pretty early on, when he was off on his own, hence his surivival, since then he has done nothing but wander, hearing rumours of paradise and the wolves that are looking for it. secretly he longs to find paradise as well, but lack's the confidence and the skills to do so.
Fur color: white and grey/brown
Likes: Daisuke like’s things to be quiet and simple, he likes making friends, but is too shy to do so.
Hates: being put in the spotlight, anything that involves him having unwanted attention
Overall personality: Daisuke is a quite type of wolf, who keeps to himself most of the time, he isn’t that interested in making friends or enemies and stays a neutral party. He does what he’s told. A lot of people might think him as aloof and unfriendly, but really he’s a tad shy. He doesn’t like offering up his opinion, even when it’s asked for and likes to be at the back of the crowd. Once he’s formed a connection he can be affectionate and playful, and when he’s in smaller groups he does get more vocal. But put him in a large group situation he tends to blend into the background. He’s tolerant, and can be caring, efficient at any task he’s given, but because he doesn’t like standing out he tends not to excel too often.
Other: uh, not that i can think of
IC Example: roleplay example, only needed for first character
Breathing in the autumn air makes him happy. And he doesn’t know why, there seemed to be little reason to smile right now, not reason for his lips to curl into a grin, not when things seemed to mundane. But he smiles anyway, because he knows that it is the best thing to do. Even as he curls in the small bed of damp dead leaves, and the mud clings to the pale underside of his coat, it wasn’t cold just uncomfortable. It has been far too long since he had the warmth of a den, or the darkness of the earth to keep him safe at life. Maybe that was what he was missing, the way of pack life, the song of his brothers and the unity of his family. It was something he might easily fill if he wished it. But Daisuke doesn’t move from the little shelter he has found, he stays with his tail wrapped around his body and his nose buried in his fur, as if he was gaining those last few precious moments of sleep before he finally had to awaken.
But awaken to what?
There seemed to be very little for him to wake up to, no great destination. Just him and the autumn air. The soft crunch of leaves under feet is what makes him twitch his nose. The smell is familiar, a hare, but out of range to sense him. It is oblivious, undefended. And it is lucky, because Daisuke wasn’t hungry. Hunger wasn’t the current bane of his life, it was his loneliness that brought him down. He hadn’t always been alone either, felt the iron grip of desperation in his chest. It was only within these recent years that he had found himself with nothing but solitude as his one constant companion.
At first it had been wonderful. The freedom, the independence, but things like that are easily forgotten when you have no one to share them with. It was the laughing and the smiling he missed. Rolling to his paws and shaking the debris from his fur, Daisuke took his time to survey the small clearing he had found, untouched by wolves for some time. Part of the loner lands, but near enough to a pack border for him to be aware of their presences. Daisuke had already learnt things about their numbers, and their leader, the situation of their prey and the general health of the pack. He had learned enough to be interested in the group. Interested enough that he had scouted out their border the other day and danced nervously around the edge.
Today he would change his loneliness.
Today the border seemed even more threatening, but Daisuke was persistent, staying along the wavering edge, dancing from foot to foot, brows creased into a frown, until at last he lifted his nose to the sky and called out a soft and gentle song.
But awaken to what?
There seemed to be very little for him to wake up to, no great destination. Just him and the autumn air. The soft crunch of leaves under feet is what makes him twitch his nose. The smell is familiar, a hare, but out of range to sense him. It is oblivious, undefended. And it is lucky, because Daisuke wasn’t hungry. Hunger wasn’t the current bane of his life, it was his loneliness that brought him down. He hadn’t always been alone either, felt the iron grip of desperation in his chest. It was only within these recent years that he had found himself with nothing but solitude as his one constant companion.
At first it had been wonderful. The freedom, the independence, but things like that are easily forgotten when you have no one to share them with. It was the laughing and the smiling he missed. Rolling to his paws and shaking the debris from his fur, Daisuke took his time to survey the small clearing he had found, untouched by wolves for some time. Part of the loner lands, but near enough to a pack border for him to be aware of their presences. Daisuke had already learnt things about their numbers, and their leader, the situation of their prey and the general health of the pack. He had learned enough to be interested in the group. Interested enough that he had scouted out their border the other day and danced nervously around the edge.
Today he would change his loneliness.
Today the border seemed even more threatening, but Daisuke was persistent, staying along the wavering edge, dancing from foot to foot, brows creased into a frown, until at last he lifted his nose to the sky and called out a soft and gentle song.
the quote is taken from a wolf only version of the character. if you want me to provide a human version then just ask.
Note: this image is just for colour referance only, once my scanner works i'll be doing a proper image for him. this one belongs to me. thank you <33
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