Post by dingox on Mar 24, 2006 2:50:26 GMT -5
Basic Information
Applying Character: Dingox
Character's Age: 2.5 Winters
Gender: Male
Mate: None
Offspring: Wagtail, Solaire, Blood Bayne, Arckanum, Kitier (They stay with the Mother, whom I took leave from)
Description / Personality: Whitened ears stood erect upon snow fallen head, cream pelt protruded outwards with every breath, crimson stained fangs glinted in the twilight. Shoulder blades danced upon his back while scruffy paws hauled him along the gloomy forest. Dark eyes would divert towards the heavens while a melodic howl flowed from within. Arctic brujo blended neatly into the wintered night as he strayed past.
Antics were that of sincere and reasoning, though when challenged he showed no mercy.
History: My history is extremely long so here is my site for my history. www.freewebs.com/oodingoxoo/
Species: Hellhound/Arcitc Wolf Mix
Desired rank and reason: I would like to aim for Lead Warrior, but will work my way up from the fighting ranks. Possibly strive for Captain once I get to know the Alphas more and they can put their trust within me, but as for now I will start with the stepping stones and working my way up from Sentinel if possible. I have a natural instinct to protect others, being as I am a Father of five.
Roleplay portion
Roleplay samples from past logs:
Dingox waded through the stream to settle near his Leader. Upon reaching the shore he shook his coat vigorously, water droplets flying in every direction. Tounge hung out as he liked at part of his fur before settling down in the grass. Ears flicked at hearing the Alpha, bowing his head low to show his lesser status to him. Turning his head he gazed around the terrain, eyes skimming over the other wolves not too far away. Jowls opened and closed sharply as he emitted a high-pitched yawn. Tounge lolled out as he began grooming at his fur that was matted down from the brief swimming experience.
Dingox glances around the mass parade of wolves and their pups. His stomach growling at the intense pain of hunger all of a sudden. His eyes wandering over the scraps of food left on the ground, yet he wanted something more appealing. Pushing the thought to the back of his mind he shifted his weight around upon the soft grass. Ears flicking at the constant chatter amongst themselves. Unsure if his Leader dozed off he flexed his muscles some. Claws dug into the sediment, sifting them in the soil. Tounge hung out in a lazy manner as he dried off in the cool evening air.
Dingox glares at the pups as he emits a snarl of distaste to their meager presence. Setting down upon his hindlegs he scowled over them with his shadowy eyes. Tail fell and laid neatly curled to his side, ears flicked as he heard the other two pups barking at what was to be their or something. His eyes locking onto the gray pup infront of him. Too bad he wasn't hungry, though the taste of another wolf wasn't very appetising. He preferred deer and feline mostly, though he sat there and watched the pup with much curiosity. He then let out a low growl to get his attention.
Dingox shook his head at their weak attempts to wake their father. Laughing quietly to himself he looked to his left across the water, shrugging of what he thought he saw. His eyes then turned to focus on the small pup that seemed to hide from him, flicking his ears at the sounds that were made. Taking in a deep breath he was quickly able to locate where he was in the grass. Smirking as he then let out a snort he took a small step towards him before sitting back down again. "You think you are unseen overthere?" he said in a sarcastic and malicious tine. His fur frisked in the soft nigt wind that began to sweep across the lands.
(I have more, but I think I am running out of room. x.x)
(One post minimum from past logs is required. Then pick at least two scenarios from below to respond to. The more logs and examples shown, the better off you'll be.)
You see a blacklisted wolf approaching and no other fellow packmates are around: Dingox rested on the outer edge of the packlands, faint scents tickled his senses as he pondered the recent events. Drifting into a slight slumber, ears remained alert against someone sneaking upon him. Gusts of wind blew over his arctic wintered pelt as a faint musk pricked at his nasal cavity. Curious, it was so familiar yet he couldn't recognize it. Eyes opened at a faint noise reching in the distance. Head lifted as glinting eyes scanned the area to fall upon one nearby. The faint scent remaining before realisation struck. Rising to his limbs he made his move to cut this blacklisted off, possible bluff would be passed over if the vile beast was foolish enough to stop. Although even those who didn't know Dingox, knew it wasn't wise to get in his way.
A higher ranking member verbally threatens you: Dingox shifted as eyes remained poised, seeking some spot upon the earth, the verbal thrashing from the one above him seemed to toy with his mind. He was forced to listen to the abuse, though he tried to block it out. He remained taught and poised, despite the want to hide into a corner. No reaction was given, it would soon be over one way or another. All he could do was take the abuse and try to improve whatever it was he had done to take on this wrath.
You are in a fight and your end looks hopeless. The only options that are available to you are death or submission. What do you choose?: Dingox lifted himself back from the earth that was deemed in his blood. Never would he submit to the other as he kept his glare set upon him. Knowing his death was near and others surrounding him as he held his ground once more, staring death in the eye. He would remain faithful and loyal to his actions, standing their bravely he took a step forward. "I will never submit to you. I would rather die in honor, than submit like a coward." he said as his last words before the final blow claimed his life. Laying limp and lifeless in a pool of his own blood, rain clouds began to form over the lands as the rains cleansed the earth of his blood. Though his physical ceased, his spirit and soul would forever walk the earth.
You haven't ate in days and you're begining to feel fatigue while the alpha feasts on the fresh kill infront of you: Dingox watched on from a short distance as the Alpha feasted upon the freshly killed Bison. Dingox's mouth was held ajar, nasals flared as a snort was exhaled. Shifting his wieght slowly, he sat upon his hindlegs, the fresh scent of blood filled his senses. The sounds of the Alphas feasting echoed in his mind as he eyed the freshly killed Bison. The pangs of hunger setting in began to cause physical pain, ears flattened as he looked around for the others laying nearby, those above him where tolerated, as a low, hollow growl escaped his vocals. Low enough so those feasting wouldn't notice and be bothered, yet loud enough to warn those beneath him, he was not going to allow them to cut infront of his feast.
Applying Character: Dingox
Character's Age: 2.5 Winters
Gender: Male
Mate: None
Offspring: Wagtail, Solaire, Blood Bayne, Arckanum, Kitier (They stay with the Mother, whom I took leave from)
Description / Personality: Whitened ears stood erect upon snow fallen head, cream pelt protruded outwards with every breath, crimson stained fangs glinted in the twilight. Shoulder blades danced upon his back while scruffy paws hauled him along the gloomy forest. Dark eyes would divert towards the heavens while a melodic howl flowed from within. Arctic brujo blended neatly into the wintered night as he strayed past.
Antics were that of sincere and reasoning, though when challenged he showed no mercy.
History: My history is extremely long so here is my site for my history. www.freewebs.com/oodingoxoo/
Species: Hellhound/Arcitc Wolf Mix
Desired rank and reason: I would like to aim for Lead Warrior, but will work my way up from the fighting ranks. Possibly strive for Captain once I get to know the Alphas more and they can put their trust within me, but as for now I will start with the stepping stones and working my way up from Sentinel if possible. I have a natural instinct to protect others, being as I am a Father of five.
Roleplay portion
Roleplay samples from past logs:
Dingox waded through the stream to settle near his Leader. Upon reaching the shore he shook his coat vigorously, water droplets flying in every direction. Tounge hung out as he liked at part of his fur before settling down in the grass. Ears flicked at hearing the Alpha, bowing his head low to show his lesser status to him. Turning his head he gazed around the terrain, eyes skimming over the other wolves not too far away. Jowls opened and closed sharply as he emitted a high-pitched yawn. Tounge lolled out as he began grooming at his fur that was matted down from the brief swimming experience.
Dingox glances around the mass parade of wolves and their pups. His stomach growling at the intense pain of hunger all of a sudden. His eyes wandering over the scraps of food left on the ground, yet he wanted something more appealing. Pushing the thought to the back of his mind he shifted his weight around upon the soft grass. Ears flicking at the constant chatter amongst themselves. Unsure if his Leader dozed off he flexed his muscles some. Claws dug into the sediment, sifting them in the soil. Tounge hung out in a lazy manner as he dried off in the cool evening air.
Dingox glares at the pups as he emits a snarl of distaste to their meager presence. Setting down upon his hindlegs he scowled over them with his shadowy eyes. Tail fell and laid neatly curled to his side, ears flicked as he heard the other two pups barking at what was to be their or something. His eyes locking onto the gray pup infront of him. Too bad he wasn't hungry, though the taste of another wolf wasn't very appetising. He preferred deer and feline mostly, though he sat there and watched the pup with much curiosity. He then let out a low growl to get his attention.
Dingox shook his head at their weak attempts to wake their father. Laughing quietly to himself he looked to his left across the water, shrugging of what he thought he saw. His eyes then turned to focus on the small pup that seemed to hide from him, flicking his ears at the sounds that were made. Taking in a deep breath he was quickly able to locate where he was in the grass. Smirking as he then let out a snort he took a small step towards him before sitting back down again. "You think you are unseen overthere?" he said in a sarcastic and malicious tine. His fur frisked in the soft nigt wind that began to sweep across the lands.
(I have more, but I think I am running out of room. x.x)
(One post minimum from past logs is required. Then pick at least two scenarios from below to respond to. The more logs and examples shown, the better off you'll be.)
You see a blacklisted wolf approaching and no other fellow packmates are around: Dingox rested on the outer edge of the packlands, faint scents tickled his senses as he pondered the recent events. Drifting into a slight slumber, ears remained alert against someone sneaking upon him. Gusts of wind blew over his arctic wintered pelt as a faint musk pricked at his nasal cavity. Curious, it was so familiar yet he couldn't recognize it. Eyes opened at a faint noise reching in the distance. Head lifted as glinting eyes scanned the area to fall upon one nearby. The faint scent remaining before realisation struck. Rising to his limbs he made his move to cut this blacklisted off, possible bluff would be passed over if the vile beast was foolish enough to stop. Although even those who didn't know Dingox, knew it wasn't wise to get in his way.
A higher ranking member verbally threatens you: Dingox shifted as eyes remained poised, seeking some spot upon the earth, the verbal thrashing from the one above him seemed to toy with his mind. He was forced to listen to the abuse, though he tried to block it out. He remained taught and poised, despite the want to hide into a corner. No reaction was given, it would soon be over one way or another. All he could do was take the abuse and try to improve whatever it was he had done to take on this wrath.
You are in a fight and your end looks hopeless. The only options that are available to you are death or submission. What do you choose?: Dingox lifted himself back from the earth that was deemed in his blood. Never would he submit to the other as he kept his glare set upon him. Knowing his death was near and others surrounding him as he held his ground once more, staring death in the eye. He would remain faithful and loyal to his actions, standing their bravely he took a step forward. "I will never submit to you. I would rather die in honor, than submit like a coward." he said as his last words before the final blow claimed his life. Laying limp and lifeless in a pool of his own blood, rain clouds began to form over the lands as the rains cleansed the earth of his blood. Though his physical ceased, his spirit and soul would forever walk the earth.
You haven't ate in days and you're begining to feel fatigue while the alpha feasts on the fresh kill infront of you: Dingox watched on from a short distance as the Alpha feasted upon the freshly killed Bison. Dingox's mouth was held ajar, nasals flared as a snort was exhaled. Shifting his wieght slowly, he sat upon his hindlegs, the fresh scent of blood filled his senses. The sounds of the Alphas feasting echoed in his mind as he eyed the freshly killed Bison. The pangs of hunger setting in began to cause physical pain, ears flattened as he looked around for the others laying nearby, those above him where tolerated, as a low, hollow growl escaped his vocals. Low enough so those feasting wouldn't notice and be bothered, yet loud enough to warn those beneath him, he was not going to allow them to cut infront of his feast.
