Post by Bluexx on Feb 1, 2009 20:34:28 GMT -5
Your Name: Bluepelt
Character's Name: Cole
Gender: Male
Age: 3 years, 2 months
Pack: Evaylen Pack (sorry if I misspelled it)
Personality: Cole can be immature around his friends but gets serious when he needs to be. He is very loyal to his friends and would never go against his word. He is sometimes overprotective, which he seems to get from his mother. But at times, this trait can be very helpful. He loves to play with pups, which are just a natural weakness for him.
Cole is a trustworthy dog who you could count on in the worst situations. He can be really stubborn at times, but he'll grow out of it. He doesn't take orders from those younger than him, only from those higher ranked. Cole can be a flirt at times and sometimes will try to charm the female dogs. But one thing he stands by is that loyalty is the greatest thing a dog can give. He hates when a promise is made that he knows the one promising him can't keep. Sometimes he will end up doubting another animal when they don't seem like they can live up to what they say. He can have a problem with knowing the difference between a lie and the truth.Cole sometimes likes to explore outside of pack territory but he is always careful not to get into the actual territory of another pack.
History: When Cole was born, his mother never let him or his two siblings leave her sight. She was very protective of the pups and it was difficult to get away even when she was asleep. Cole and his siblings grew up in a shed in the backyard of a human family. They played together a lot and that made Cole a good fighter. His mother always called him the 'bear of the litter' because of his strength.
Cole's father never came to see his mother and siblings causing his father to be just some unknown male. Cole always pictured him as a strong dog, one who would always help him when he needed help. But his dreams apparently never came true. The images of his unknown father were all no more than his shattered dreams.
When Cole and his siblings came of age, people started coming to pick them and take them to a new home. His brother was first to be picked then his sister... But nobody chose him. Weeks soon turned into months, but nobody came to pick him. It soon got to the point where his mother's owner had taken him to the animal shelter.
He spent cold, lonely nights in a cage. He watched as people came and left with a new puppy or kitten. Nobody ever considered him to be their pet to love. One day, when one of the workers came to feed him, he jumped out of the cage and ran hurried out of the adoption room door. Luckily, somebody had been leaving out of the entrance and that had given him time to escape. Cole ran through out into the woods behind the animal shelter, happy to be out of that cage.
Not long after he got into the woods, a storm started. Rain poured down, thunder boomed, and lighting whipped the sky. All of this frightened him. He ran and ran until he found shelter, where he stayed the rest of the night. When he awoke, he heard thundering paws and hooves fleeing from the woods. A strange smell came to Cole's nose. He peeked out of his shelter to see an orange flame. He had heard of this orange flame from his mother... FIRE! Cole had ran through the woods while smoke engulfed around him. He ran until he could no longer run and stopped in a dark alley.
The young Cole decided to stay in the alley, hoping to live there until he could find a better home. When he tried to get the collar off that he had been wearing when left the animal shelter, he didn't succeed. His mother had known how to get out of collars but he had never learned how to get them off. Cole decided to just keep the collar on until he could find out how to get it off.
Appearace (or picture): Cole's fur is a tan-ish brown shade. His floppy ears are more life those of a labrador and are a bit darker than the rest of his body. Cole is about the size of a Shiba Inu, but just a smidge smaller. His paws are somewhat medium sized, not too small and not too big. His muzzle is tinged with a creamy color that fades into the brown shade of his coat. It is the same around his paws except it turns into a light tan at the bottom of his paws, closer to the pads. His fur seems to get darker around his eyes.
Cole's basic body structure is slim with strongly muscled areas. He has medium-lengthed fur that is a bit closer to being short. It is basically double-layered to protect him against cold more than likely from a longer haired descendant that was fit for cold. His tail is a bit fluffy and curls slightly.
Cole's eyes are a creamy brown color, shaped almost like that of a labrador, but a bit smaller.
Cole has two scars, one just below his nose and the other on his chest. He has wears a black collar around his neck.
Where you found us: When searching for dog roleplays on Google as an advertisement on a site I can't remember.
Anything Else? I've been roleplaying for about 2 1/2 years so... I'm semi-experienced.
Character's Name: Cole
Gender: Male
Age: 3 years, 2 months
Pack: Evaylen Pack (sorry if I misspelled it)
Personality: Cole can be immature around his friends but gets serious when he needs to be. He is very loyal to his friends and would never go against his word. He is sometimes overprotective, which he seems to get from his mother. But at times, this trait can be very helpful. He loves to play with pups, which are just a natural weakness for him.
Cole is a trustworthy dog who you could count on in the worst situations. He can be really stubborn at times, but he'll grow out of it. He doesn't take orders from those younger than him, only from those higher ranked. Cole can be a flirt at times and sometimes will try to charm the female dogs. But one thing he stands by is that loyalty is the greatest thing a dog can give. He hates when a promise is made that he knows the one promising him can't keep. Sometimes he will end up doubting another animal when they don't seem like they can live up to what they say. He can have a problem with knowing the difference between a lie and the truth.Cole sometimes likes to explore outside of pack territory but he is always careful not to get into the actual territory of another pack.
History: When Cole was born, his mother never let him or his two siblings leave her sight. She was very protective of the pups and it was difficult to get away even when she was asleep. Cole and his siblings grew up in a shed in the backyard of a human family. They played together a lot and that made Cole a good fighter. His mother always called him the 'bear of the litter' because of his strength.
Cole's father never came to see his mother and siblings causing his father to be just some unknown male. Cole always pictured him as a strong dog, one who would always help him when he needed help. But his dreams apparently never came true. The images of his unknown father were all no more than his shattered dreams.
When Cole and his siblings came of age, people started coming to pick them and take them to a new home. His brother was first to be picked then his sister... But nobody chose him. Weeks soon turned into months, but nobody came to pick him. It soon got to the point where his mother's owner had taken him to the animal shelter.
He spent cold, lonely nights in a cage. He watched as people came and left with a new puppy or kitten. Nobody ever considered him to be their pet to love. One day, when one of the workers came to feed him, he jumped out of the cage and ran hurried out of the adoption room door. Luckily, somebody had been leaving out of the entrance and that had given him time to escape. Cole ran through out into the woods behind the animal shelter, happy to be out of that cage.
Not long after he got into the woods, a storm started. Rain poured down, thunder boomed, and lighting whipped the sky. All of this frightened him. He ran and ran until he found shelter, where he stayed the rest of the night. When he awoke, he heard thundering paws and hooves fleeing from the woods. A strange smell came to Cole's nose. He peeked out of his shelter to see an orange flame. He had heard of this orange flame from his mother... FIRE! Cole had ran through the woods while smoke engulfed around him. He ran until he could no longer run and stopped in a dark alley.
The young Cole decided to stay in the alley, hoping to live there until he could find a better home. When he tried to get the collar off that he had been wearing when left the animal shelter, he didn't succeed. His mother had known how to get out of collars but he had never learned how to get them off. Cole decided to just keep the collar on until he could find out how to get it off.
Appearace (or picture): Cole's fur is a tan-ish brown shade. His floppy ears are more life those of a labrador and are a bit darker than the rest of his body. Cole is about the size of a Shiba Inu, but just a smidge smaller. His paws are somewhat medium sized, not too small and not too big. His muzzle is tinged with a creamy color that fades into the brown shade of his coat. It is the same around his paws except it turns into a light tan at the bottom of his paws, closer to the pads. His fur seems to get darker around his eyes.
Cole's basic body structure is slim with strongly muscled areas. He has medium-lengthed fur that is a bit closer to being short. It is basically double-layered to protect him against cold more than likely from a longer haired descendant that was fit for cold. His tail is a bit fluffy and curls slightly.
Cole's eyes are a creamy brown color, shaped almost like that of a labrador, but a bit smaller.
Cole has two scars, one just below his nose and the other on his chest. He has wears a black collar around his neck.
Where you found us: When searching for dog roleplays on Google as an advertisement on a site I can't remember.
Anything Else? I've been roleplaying for about 2 1/2 years so... I'm semi-experienced.