Post by Fireh-- on May 25, 2012 19:59:09 GMT -5
Vitals
Full Name: Marco Polo
Gender: Male
Age: 3 years
Species: Red Fox (vulpes vulpes)
Appearance: Honestly he is your average red fox, that beautiful scarlet colour travels down his back. As it begins to travel down his legs, it fades into black and the same goes to his tail which is a mottled brown and red colour. His eyes are a stunning shade of yellow and are easily noticeable from a crowd. Three scars run down his muzzle and just above his eye where he was attacked by an eagle at 2 years of age.
The Heart
Personality: Marco is your joker and definitely loves to play around when things get serious. It's easy to get along with him and has little to no mortal enemies. Occasionally he does put on a serious face when someone he loves who one of his friends are in danger. But then and only then. Makes a good leader because everyone is happy to follow under him.
Virtues and Skills:
Skilled at hunting and bringing humour into an otherwise gloomy situation. Very easy to get along with.
Faults and Weaknesses:
Not a good swimmer, sometimes the fact he's so relaxed about everything can be his downfall in tough situations. Also, his happiness can annoy others.
The Bygones
Brief Bio: I don't know what goes here?
Family Relations:
Has no idea where the rest of his family is, however seeks to one day find them and bring them back to him.
Roleplay Sample
Already, Fahrenheit was beginning to gain weight and health rapidly. Being young he managed to bounce back from the brink of death. Dirt coloured pelt blending into the brown foliage, his bright orange face, chest and belly stuck out revealing he was in fact an igniskin. As Ginsberg smashed into the tree, he yelped and leaped up his bright red eyes alive and wide. Fear enveloped him that his father had come back to finish him off, that fear rapidly deteriorated into his violent state and his pelt prickled, hackles raising. He wasn't very bright and didn't register there was no scent that was foreign, but he was just an igniskin right?Again that sickening thud echoed.
Stalking along, he curled his lip defensively, he would do anything to protect to Gold Stag Meadow. To protect Anastasia. She was probably the only kinspecies he had formed emotional attachment to, the both frightened and confused him for he had never felt that way about anyone. That need to defend her. One last crunch echoed and he burst out of the bushes, every rib showing through his mangy pelt making it hard to come off as formidable. "Who are you?" All her scents indicated she was Gold Stag meadow but he would prefer to be better safe than sorry.
Those horns would be his end if she decided to turn them against him. Especially since the damage she was dealing to the tree was so immense. He was only young and every muscle in him twitched, scared for his life but too stubborn to back down. Instead he tried to stand up tall which was immensely hard against a full grown ignis luxkin. Hopefully there wouldn't be a fight 'cause in all honesty he was just a scared pup too stupid to know any better.
(from another site)
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Full Name: Marco Polo
Gender: Male
Age: 3 years
Species: Red Fox (vulpes vulpes)
Appearance: Honestly he is your average red fox, that beautiful scarlet colour travels down his back. As it begins to travel down his legs, it fades into black and the same goes to his tail which is a mottled brown and red colour. His eyes are a stunning shade of yellow and are easily noticeable from a crowd. Three scars run down his muzzle and just above his eye where he was attacked by an eagle at 2 years of age.
The Heart
Personality: Marco is your joker and definitely loves to play around when things get serious. It's easy to get along with him and has little to no mortal enemies. Occasionally he does put on a serious face when someone he loves who one of his friends are in danger. But then and only then. Makes a good leader because everyone is happy to follow under him.
Virtues and Skills:
Skilled at hunting and bringing humour into an otherwise gloomy situation. Very easy to get along with.
Faults and Weaknesses:
Not a good swimmer, sometimes the fact he's so relaxed about everything can be his downfall in tough situations. Also, his happiness can annoy others.
The Bygones
Brief Bio: I don't know what goes here?
Family Relations:
Has no idea where the rest of his family is, however seeks to one day find them and bring them back to him.
Roleplay Sample
Already, Fahrenheit was beginning to gain weight and health rapidly. Being young he managed to bounce back from the brink of death. Dirt coloured pelt blending into the brown foliage, his bright orange face, chest and belly stuck out revealing he was in fact an igniskin. As Ginsberg smashed into the tree, he yelped and leaped up his bright red eyes alive and wide. Fear enveloped him that his father had come back to finish him off, that fear rapidly deteriorated into his violent state and his pelt prickled, hackles raising. He wasn't very bright and didn't register there was no scent that was foreign, but he was just an igniskin right?Again that sickening thud echoed.
Stalking along, he curled his lip defensively, he would do anything to protect to Gold Stag Meadow. To protect Anastasia. She was probably the only kinspecies he had formed emotional attachment to, the both frightened and confused him for he had never felt that way about anyone. That need to defend her. One last crunch echoed and he burst out of the bushes, every rib showing through his mangy pelt making it hard to come off as formidable. "Who are you?" All her scents indicated she was Gold Stag meadow but he would prefer to be better safe than sorry.
Those horns would be his end if she decided to turn them against him. Especially since the damage she was dealing to the tree was so immense. He was only young and every muscle in him twitched, scared for his life but too stubborn to back down. Instead he tried to stand up tall which was immensely hard against a full grown ignis luxkin. Hopefully there wouldn't be a fight 'cause in all honesty he was just a scared pup too stupid to know any better.
(from another site)
Read more: borealis-vulpes.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=firstbreath&action=display&thread=4#ixzz1vvrwZWnW
