Post by Ashlen on Mar 24, 2010 21:32:39 GMT -5
[/color]Ashlen Roe
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Dark in the city night is a wire
Steam in the subway earth is afire[/font][/size]
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As rapid as a river flows
As frigid as the cold wind can blow
As devious as the devil’s grin
Our blood is cold and we’ve shed our skin[/color][/font]
+Getting to know the real you,
is just as important+
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Woman you want me give me a sign
And catch my breathing even closer behind
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++++Your name:
Andi
++++Your Age:
Seventeen.
++++Your Gender:
Female.
+Character Information+
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In touch with the ground
I'm on the hunt I'm after you
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++++Full Name:
Ashlen Roe.
++++Nicknames:
None, as of yet.
++++ Age:
Four.
++++ Gender:
Male.
++++Species:
Steppe Wolf.
++++Pack:
Validus Animus
[/color][/blockquote][/center]+The Personals+
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Smell like I sound I'm lost in a crowd.
And I'm hungry like the wolf.
++++Likes + 5:
The Dark
The stars
The hunt
Company
Grass
++++Dislikes + 5:
-Large crowds
-Unnecessary speech
-Putrid smells
-Unsanitation
-Larger wolves (to an extent).
++++ Interesting Habits + 5:
-Dislikes the taste of Rabbit.
-Will always find a way to get wet if water is present
-Is over protective of the young.
-Abnormal mood swings
-Rubs his nose if he is nervous or about to have an anxiety attack.
++++ Secrets + 2:
-Feels threatened and skiddish around Alpha wolves.
-Is afraid of Death.
++++Strengths + 4:
-More nocturnal, can focus better in the dark.
-Is very fast for his size.
-very good pain tolerance.
-Knows when to admit defeat.
++++Weaknesses + 4:
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-Trust issues.
-Blind in his left eye, very jumpy on his blind side.
-Prone to mood swings, good and bad.
-Slight anxiety problems when it comes to those he feels obliged to protect.
+So this is how you look?+
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Straddle the line in discord and rhyme
I'm on the hunt I'm after you.
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++++Hair:
Golden.
++++Eyes:
Icy blue, the left is slowly turning silver.
++++Weight:
120 pounds.
++++Body type:
He is smaller than most males of his species, though his muscles and body type is built accordingly to his size. He is still strong and able to hold his own.
++++Coat/Fur Color:
He has a coat of ginger and white, small flecks of brown darkening his underbelly and chest. A "Golden" wolf.
[/color][/blockquote][/center]+What Happened Back Then+
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Mouth is alive with juices like wine
And I'm hungry like the wolf
++++Birthplace:
Mongolia.
++++Parents:
Both deceased.
++++ Siblings:
Two sisters.
++++ History (at least three paragraphs:
Ashlen was born in to a small litter of three pups, himself and two sisters. He was the oldest by a few unaccountable minutes, though always looked on that factor to be brave and strong for his younger siblings. Eastern Asia was his birthplace where he lived for the first year of his life, taught how to hunt by his father, a burly wolf who was very in depth with the rest of the pack. The desert climate was hot and always tiring, Ashlen was trained specifically for endurance in such difficult temperatures and was always awarded for his efforts. His sisters were both held back, as were all female wolves in their cluster, taught how to catch smaller animals in burrows and snow.
His pack was small in numbers and eventually the eldest died down and left the younger wolves and their pups to fend for the pack. A male was chosen as Alpha over a dispute which cost Ashlen's father his life, leaving the young golden to take his post and watch over his mother and siblings. He has grown a keen eye to young pups, since he always considered his sisters considerably younger(Since he is the oldest), and has developed a protective nature under circumstances he was put through with his family.
It wasn't long, however, before the pack was divided and several wolves caught and transported to different areas of Eastern and Western Asia. Ashlen and his family were brought and kept together for the first couple months of travel, though he being male, was separated by gender and tucked with a crowd of males. The trip was vigorous and Ashlen had grown timid and quiet, stuck in crowded conditions with wolves older than himself. When they were finally released, under careful watch, he was introduced to snow for the first time. The cluster did not stay together, however, and left one another in the panic and confusion. Though easy to reconnect, Ashlen was too frightened to come across any more strange groups and made it a personal goal to wander alone.
Such had been the case for two years, the dippy wolf sliding in and out of small groups until he was accepted in to a legitimate pack along the way. He was treated well and well acquainted with the members, especially the Alphess who had personally asked him to join them in their home. Long story short, her mate was the only one who did not agree with this sudden intrusion, and challenged Ashlen to fight for his right to belong. Ashlen lost, beaten and battered by the larger wolf, and suffered considerable wounds which he was forced to slink off and treat on his own. All left in the past as another year went by, the injuries left scars along his slender legs and shiny pelt; the worst injury, the loss of sight in his left eye.
Now half blind, Ashlen put his nose to the ground and decided it best to find a new pack to call his own. Too many close calls, too little meals. He hated the way he was slowly becoming aggressive and intolerable among whatever creatures he did come across. It was time to find a home.
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Stalked in the forest too close to hide
I'll be upon you by the moonlight side
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++++ Well now listen up my little pretty’s! This application page was made by Raphael Samedi. The inspiration came from all over the place. Lyrics are from Hungry like the Wolf By Duran Duran. Which I found very relevant to what is going on here at Wolves; Corrupted. This just happens to be my first ever template attempt so be kind. Try not to change anything, change the font colour, size and font style of your own writings. All original colours must stay the same. Leave these credits on or i shall beat you around with a massive stick.
