Post by kulay on Dec 27, 2009 13:38:56 GMT -5
º ßasics º
Calling: Kulay
Age:3 almost four
Gender:female
Species/Breed:1/2 timer wolf and 1/2 eskimo dog
º I §ee you £ooking at me º
Pelt/Hair color and length:Kulays pelt color is mostly white. But there are patches all over her body with greyish black on it. Her hair is long in the winter, and grows short in the summer. Along with this, her fur is very soft, like touching a cloud in the sky.
Eye color:Kulays eyes are a bright blue that sparkle in the sun.
Build (height, weight, overall structure):Kulay is very small, just about 3 foot. With this smallness, she only weighs about 58 pounds. But this small girl is all muscle, barly any fat.
Detailed Description:Kulay is a short pretty girl. With snow white fur and silver grey patches all over her body, and bright blue eyes you get captured by. Small as she be, she is a muscular little thing.
º The þast Molds Who We BecØme º
History:
Personality:There is no one thing one notices upon first meeting Kulay. One is her friendly, happy nature and the other is her undeniable naivete. She is always ready to meet other wolves and never holds a grudge against anyone, usually. She does not prefer peace to violence, and has a maturity about her that others don't notice at first but she is still a adventerous puppy. She finds great pleasure in thinking about the world she lives in. She is usually the first to go exploring some unknown place and is very brave nor does she care what anyone else thinks. Kulay is a sweet little thing, and most everyone that meets her likes her. But she can fight when she needs to.
º †here's No Place £ike Home º
Parents:Dakota,and a eskimo dog. Both dead
Siblings:unknown
Other Family:
Friends: her pack
Group:Barzakh pack
Rank:Alpha
º Prove ¥ourself º
Where did you find us?I was on abandoned
RPG Sample: Well I will add it later, until then.
A low growling sound came from behind Kulay and Raja, then it slowly came to a deathly scream. Turning around, Kulay saw a little white fluff ball that she knew was not her own. "I think... I think its dead...." But Kulay knew better. Weak cuns looked dead, but werent, and also her new found motherly instincts told her diffrent.
As the cub lifted its head, Kulay watched Raja, confused and a little weireded out, pick the fluff ball up, and place her at the bottom of Kulay's feet. "Quick, this little one needs something to drink!" With that, Kulay knew what was coming. He asked her if she thought she had milk, and she thought she did. So Kulay, without a word, layed down, picked the cub up, and placed her next to where the milk was. As the little one latched on, Kulay looked up at Raja and smile. " So this will get me better prepared for our cub, wont it? But are we going to keep this little one?" Kulay asked, looking up at Raja.
