Post by aldo on Jul 19, 2009 18:21:43 GMT
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Name :: Aldo
Alias :: Aldo
Age :: 23
Gender :: male
Element :: Rock
Pack :: flyanta
Rank :: guardian/soldierjust let yourself go with the flow
Appearance :: Aldo is not a tall, lean, or light wolf like most wolves. His eyes were a blue gray color. He has long muscular legs for traveling through snow. From his shoulders to his paws he is 49 inches. From snout to the end of his tail he is 72 inches. His pelt is thick and shaggy an adaption form living in the colder regions. It does not shine and is a duller. Black fur cover shoulder blades to his the end of his tails. Fading to a rock colored gray after reaching below his shoulder blades. His mask is dark, highlighted by silver furs beneath his eyes and along the bridge of his muzzle. Aldo is a heavier wolf most because of how thick his coat is. Being a more of beast of strength rather than speed this does not bother him but it has changed his hunting techniques.
Personality :: Aldo means the Old One. His name is perfect reflection of his personality. Aldo is young in years and old in spirit. He is not known for his speeches, and often times words seem to beyond him. When the young brute does speak it is not always words of wisdom that spouts from his jaws. But questions, always questions. His favorite question being, ‘When’s the next hunt?’ Being a large wolf, means that he needs more food and nothing makes Aldo happier than something tasty in his jaws. The need to fill his constantly rumbling stomach has Aldo wandering off alone. Aldo is not a so much a loner, he is just hungrier than most. His silent nature and constant wandering makes others believe he is a loner. A traditionalist at heart, his style reflects the old ways of pack life. He is dedicated when he begins something and reliable to fault. Which makes hunt especially easier for him, when his belly is rumbling nothing will stop him from find his next meal… That is unless his alphas order him not to. But youth is not something that is easily shaken off. The need to constantly prove himself undermines the elderly persona he portrays. Aldo is dignified and hold a lot of pride in his heart. He desires one thing. To have nothing to do with man or his companions ever again.
History :: Aldo was raised in a strict pack where that was only one law. The alphas’ law. Obedience was not requested in this pack it was demand. Aldo was turned a year old reach his full maturity, when he heard the call of a female. It was simply put love at first howl. The female was beautiful and everything he could have wanted in a mate. She had only one flaw. She was a companion of man, a dog. But in his eyes even that was not a flaw, it only made her that much more special. Aldo’s alphas’ feared only one thing and that was man. Aldo knew that his alphas would never understand his love for this human’s companion. In fact they hated everything that had to do with man. So he kept her a secret. But All things come to the light and soon his secret was discovered. The only thing that saved his life from the wrath of his alphas was that he was one of their beloved. So they gave him a choice… The pack or her…And Aldo full of love and youth chose her. Shamed before his friends and only family he’s ever known he returned to his beloved. He hadn’t expected the reaction of the humans when they saw him. At first they were wary of him, and then they did the worst thing ever. They tried to tame him. Believing, that because he was always near the human settlement that he wanted to be among them. They used his beloved as bait in order to capture him. It succeeds. Heartbroken that his love would betray him so, he escaped. Before he left, he again approached his female, begging her to escape with him. When face with the choice of family or love she chose the only life she knew. And that life was with the humans who raised her. Heartbroken and pride shattered, unable to return to the life he once knew he left the lands of his ancestors. Above all he left the only love he’s ever known. With a new found dislike for man, and great hatred for dogs.
Roleplay Sample ::
Hunger. It was a word that rolled through his head, what seemed like to him on a constant basis. Day and night, noon and evening, and all other times of the day the word plagued him. It wasn’t just that the word was a pain. The constant reminder did nothing to assuage his aching stomach. And the fact was that this was his third day without something warm in her tummy did nothing for his now suffering mind.
The massive gray male slowed to a stop. He stayed in the shadows of the tree line, becoming one as she sat at its edge. Eyes more gray than blue, stared out moving cautiously over the terrain trying to spot something more than what her stomach wanted. The terrain turned rough as rock pierced the surface of mother earth like teeth biting into precious flesh. He was willing to bet that it terra only grew rougher.
He wasn’t sure how he felt about it. Being a wolf from further north, where white and green fought for dominance of the land. He was use to smooth easy land dotted by trees and occasionally out crop of rock. Observant, his black nose at the end of his gray muzzle twitched and wiggled as new scents came on the air. The most frequent scent belonged to what could only be the holders of this land. His long pink tongue parted his jaws to lick at his gum line. A sign of his own anxiousness, a pack resided here.
It was well known fact that the best food could only be hunted down with a more than one wolf. While he was large specimen, there were still some preys just out of his grasp. His stomach rumbled. The sound was liken to two boulder rolling head first into one another. Embarrassment flashed through the young male, shale grayed ears pressed flat against his skull. More than sure that every wolf within three miles could hear is anger stomach.
Aldo step out of the shadows created by the trees, and set his right paw onto the terra. Sunlight finally found this gray figure and gave light to all his appearance. Aldo is black from shoulder blade to the tips of his tail. His coat fades to lighter shale colored gray, turning completely gray three inches from his shoulder blades. His face is lighter with a silver tipped fur highlighting his blue gray eyes. His pelt was thick and shaggy, an adaption of living in colder regions. Aldo is not an animal built for speed. Instead he has a thick frame and long solid legs made to give him steady hold on any prey. A hunter through and through… What he lacked in speed he made up for in cunning.
Now his stomach was telling him that if they wanted to eat a pack is what they were going to need. Aldo was quick to agree, after all how could one argue with his own stomach? Especially a stomach that was hungry as his?
At the back of his mind as the grayed figure moved over the terrain in a slow gait careful to no travel to far into this strange new terra. His nose still worked wiggling at the end of his muzzle searching for a scent that would drive him away… Man. There was nothing, much too gray male’s pleasure. No scent trace of man or his companions. So he stopped just as the sound of running water reached his ears and the scent of wolves grew to it strongest.
Here he would wait, in the warming rays of the sun. Come who may…
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