Post by Bruiser on Jan 11, 2010 19:39:00 GMT -5
Bruiser
Nicknames: None as of yet.
Gender: Brute.
Age: 5 Years
Species: Wolf.
Breed: Timber Wolf
Pack: RETRONYM
Rank: Well I am going to work my way up.
Personality: Bruiser tends to keep to himself and enjoys being the eyes of a pack. He has a history of violence and can snap when agitated to a certain point. He is vicious and sees any weakness as an ailment. It takes time for his to develop strong bonds with other wolves, but once those bonds have been created, they are hard for him to break. He is known to chase and kill anything that moves such as younger wolves. His mind is sick and twisted, found talking to himself at random times. He rarely takes things seriously and CAN plot against your own wellbeing. Generally, he is not a wolf to be trusted with your life unless you are worth living.
Features: Bruiser has a thick frame and strong built legs. His paws are large and almost made for fighting and running. He has short coarse black hair covering his entire body. Orbs are a soft grey that break up his fur’s color. Two white slash marks are located over his left eye due to a scar from a fight long ago.
History: { Well it is rather difficult to create a story without knowing if I will be placed into a pack or not so I guess I will just make up a short one that I could change later }
Bruiser was always active as a pup even when his brothers and sisters where too young to leave the den. He found the world around him fascinating and unique in its own strange ways. Many times he could be found hiding under thick brush and watching the older wolves hunt and play. Many times his mother would have to search for hours to find the pesky pup and place him back into his den. Months passed and his ways would not change at all. All the exercise and play had made him much larger than his other siblings, making him the wolf to look up to. He felt on top of the world and indestructible. Just as in most stories, things are destined to take a turn however. Bruiser found himself deep in the woods with his youngest sister and stumbled upon a much larger and older Brute. The brute was a loner and was starving to the point that he saw Bruiser’s younger sister as an easy treat. Bruiser tried his best to defend his sister but was quickly tossed aside, bloody and bruised. His sister was eaten before his eyes that day and sparked a darker side of Bruiser. One that drained him of all the playfulness and adventure that once touched this male. To this day, Bruiser is still bitter on the outside and hates to lose.
Sample Rp: Bruiser lay asleep under a large oak tree when he felt the shift in the temperature against his face. He opened his eyes, exposing his bright grey hues as he looked up at the sky. Night was coming near and an opportunity to hunt would follow. While lying on the ground, he stretched his front legs out in front of him and flexed them ever so slightly, tendons bulging in his legs. His paws also spreading it’s digits and getting ready for a possibly long run. Instantaneously, the brute got onto all fours and shook off his pelt, removing any dirt and twigs that clung to his coarse thick fur. The entire area around him was heavily marked with his scent, showing that he indeed had his own land around him. His chest rose greatly as he took in a massive amount of air from his nostrils. Bruiser then released this trapped hair into the form of a low howl. This was his call to any other wolves out there, making them aware of his current position and to possibly scare any offending wolves away. After his call, he began trotting down an old path created by trees as he began the hunt for food. His nostrils flared, taking in the scents around him as he attempted to catch the scent of any prey.
Characters: Bruiser
Name: Bruiser is fine.
Gender: Brute.
Age: 5 Years
Species: Wolf.
Breed: Timber Wolf
Pack: RETRONYM
Rank: Well I am going to work my way up.
Personality: Bruiser tends to keep to himself and enjoys being the eyes of a pack. He has a history of violence and can snap when agitated to a certain point. He is vicious and sees any weakness as an ailment. It takes time for his to develop strong bonds with other wolves, but once those bonds have been created, they are hard for him to break. He is known to chase and kill anything that moves such as younger wolves. His mind is sick and twisted, found talking to himself at random times. He rarely takes things seriously and CAN plot against your own wellbeing. Generally, he is not a wolf to be trusted with your life unless you are worth living.
Features: Bruiser has a thick frame and strong built legs. His paws are large and almost made for fighting and running. He has short coarse black hair covering his entire body. Orbs are a soft grey that break up his fur’s color. Two white slash marks are located over his left eye due to a scar from a fight long ago.
History: { Well it is rather difficult to create a story without knowing if I will be placed into a pack or not so I guess I will just make up a short one that I could change later }
Bruiser was always active as a pup even when his brothers and sisters where too young to leave the den. He found the world around him fascinating and unique in its own strange ways. Many times he could be found hiding under thick brush and watching the older wolves hunt and play. Many times his mother would have to search for hours to find the pesky pup and place him back into his den. Months passed and his ways would not change at all. All the exercise and play had made him much larger than his other siblings, making him the wolf to look up to. He felt on top of the world and indestructible. Just as in most stories, things are destined to take a turn however. Bruiser found himself deep in the woods with his youngest sister and stumbled upon a much larger and older Brute. The brute was a loner and was starving to the point that he saw Bruiser’s younger sister as an easy treat. Bruiser tried his best to defend his sister but was quickly tossed aside, bloody and bruised. His sister was eaten before his eyes that day and sparked a darker side of Bruiser. One that drained him of all the playfulness and adventure that once touched this male. To this day, Bruiser is still bitter on the outside and hates to lose.
Sample Rp: Bruiser lay asleep under a large oak tree when he felt the shift in the temperature against his face. He opened his eyes, exposing his bright grey hues as he looked up at the sky. Night was coming near and an opportunity to hunt would follow. While lying on the ground, he stretched his front legs out in front of him and flexed them ever so slightly, tendons bulging in his legs. His paws also spreading it’s digits and getting ready for a possibly long run. Instantaneously, the brute got onto all fours and shook off his pelt, removing any dirt and twigs that clung to his coarse thick fur. The entire area around him was heavily marked with his scent, showing that he indeed had his own land around him. His chest rose greatly as he took in a massive amount of air from his nostrils. Bruiser then released this trapped hair into the form of a low howl. This was his call to any other wolves out there, making them aware of his current position and to possibly scare any offending wolves away. After his call, he began trotting down an old path created by trees as he began the hunt for food. His nostrils flared, taking in the scents around him as he attempted to catch the scent of any prey.
Characters: Bruiser
Name: Bruiser is fine.
