Post by cinderdust on Feb 22, 2010 19:28:21 GMT -5
Name:Dawn.
Origin/Meaning:Day break.
Pronunciation:D-ahn.
Alias:Just Dawn.
Gender:Male.
Age:Six.
Clan: Pryrrhos
Position: Subordinate.
Abilities:Hunting, speed, and endurance.
Skills:Great tactician and talented at reading his fellow wolves like open books. He's also a surprisingly good leader, though he is a bit harsh.
Species:Gray wolf.
Appearance: Dawn has very earthy redish-brown eyes, with the red almost seeming to glow when Dawn is angry. The iris is mostly brown, with the red mixed in, creating a swirling effect. He is a silver color, with a dark gray stripe going from his shoulders to the tip of his tail. His muzzle and the tip of his right ear are the same gray color. Dawn is short and skinny, being about two feet in height and normally around 96 pounds, getting a bit heavier in times of plenty and losing a few pounds shortly before winter comes. Dawn was built for speed and endurance, not brute strength. He has long legs and a lean build. His claws are slightly longer than normal, useful for gripping onto slippery terrain while running. Dawn also has a long tail and smallish ears, making for an awkward picture. He has a long, thin scar which starts at the base of his left ear and reaches the end of his muzzle. Dawn has a relatively short coat all year long.
Quote:"Lie to me. I will always know what's the truth and what is not- so try me."
Sanity:He is almost completely sane.
Personality:Dawn is not someone you want to be around, unless you are his friend. And harldly anyone is his friend. He is violent and stubborn, and even though he's not likely to win in a physical fight, he uses his words to wound with great success. Dawn can get into your head and find out your weaknesses, he is great at reading body language and determining your emotions, and he uses them against you. He's tough and he perserveres, but he is also paranoid and does not trust easily at all. If you somehow prove to him that you can be a friend to him, he is very loyal and protective. May the gods help the creature that harms anyone he calls friend. He is also caring to this small group of wolves, and would do anything for them. Though he still takes pleasure in disecting their thoughts and actions, and finds it very difficult not to mention them or use them. Dawn is also very- sometiems painfully- honest. He can not be bothered with social niceties. Contrary to his personality, he prefers peace and loves justice. Dawn is also very solitary.
Theme Songs: Eye of the tiger and blow me away.
Mate:No one.
Offspring:None.
Father:Dawn's father died in a quarrel with another clan when Dawn was only a few days old. His mother always told Dawn that if Dawn was night, Lark was day, their personalities being complete opposites. They would either have been best friends or worst enemies. Dawn is still very bitter about his father's death and nobody ever mentions it, for fear of his anger. Though even Dawn himself, so good at unraveling others, does not know if he is bitter at his father or his killer.
Mother:Dawn's mother always had a tired air about her, and never seemed very enthused about having Dawn as a child. As Dawn grew up, he and his mother grew further and further apart, so they never knew eachother very well. Dawn's mother died in- you guessed it- a quarrel with another clan. His mother was very detached from Dawn, more than a mother should be perhaps, but she did do one thing right- she made sure Dawn knew there was a thin line between right and wrong, and that even the gods had a hard time distinguishing between the two. He developed a sense of justice from it, though he only makes use of it when absolutely necessary.
Siblings:None.
History:Shortly after Dawn was old enough to join in the hunting, he showed talent. He was very swift and when he grew up he would be the fastest in the clan. Some of the other young wolves picked on him, but as soon as they saw what he was like- too fast and words sharp as claws- they left him well enough alone. He has grown up quick and mean, learning hard lessons at an early age. When his mother died, he wouldn't talk for days. He still will not go by the pup sitters or expectant mothers. When Dawn was about three years old one of his pack mates got a little too rough and had still not learned that Dawn wasn't one to mess with. That is where Dawn got the scar on his face. But the other wolf is worse off.
Artwork:Coming soon.
Sheet © Erynn "Draco" W.
Character ©
Art ©s to:
Origin/Meaning:Day break.
Pronunciation:D-ahn.
Alias:Just Dawn.
Gender:Male.
Age:Six.
Clan: Pryrrhos
Position: Subordinate.
Abilities:Hunting, speed, and endurance.
Skills:Great tactician and talented at reading his fellow wolves like open books. He's also a surprisingly good leader, though he is a bit harsh.
Species:Gray wolf.
Appearance: Dawn has very earthy redish-brown eyes, with the red almost seeming to glow when Dawn is angry. The iris is mostly brown, with the red mixed in, creating a swirling effect. He is a silver color, with a dark gray stripe going from his shoulders to the tip of his tail. His muzzle and the tip of his right ear are the same gray color. Dawn is short and skinny, being about two feet in height and normally around 96 pounds, getting a bit heavier in times of plenty and losing a few pounds shortly before winter comes. Dawn was built for speed and endurance, not brute strength. He has long legs and a lean build. His claws are slightly longer than normal, useful for gripping onto slippery terrain while running. Dawn also has a long tail and smallish ears, making for an awkward picture. He has a long, thin scar which starts at the base of his left ear and reaches the end of his muzzle. Dawn has a relatively short coat all year long.
Quote:"Lie to me. I will always know what's the truth and what is not- so try me."
Sanity:He is almost completely sane.
Personality:Dawn is not someone you want to be around, unless you are his friend. And harldly anyone is his friend. He is violent and stubborn, and even though he's not likely to win in a physical fight, he uses his words to wound with great success. Dawn can get into your head and find out your weaknesses, he is great at reading body language and determining your emotions, and he uses them against you. He's tough and he perserveres, but he is also paranoid and does not trust easily at all. If you somehow prove to him that you can be a friend to him, he is very loyal and protective. May the gods help the creature that harms anyone he calls friend. He is also caring to this small group of wolves, and would do anything for them. Though he still takes pleasure in disecting their thoughts and actions, and finds it very difficult not to mention them or use them. Dawn is also very- sometiems painfully- honest. He can not be bothered with social niceties. Contrary to his personality, he prefers peace and loves justice. Dawn is also very solitary.
Theme Songs: Eye of the tiger and blow me away.
Mate:No one.
Offspring:None.
Father:Dawn's father died in a quarrel with another clan when Dawn was only a few days old. His mother always told Dawn that if Dawn was night, Lark was day, their personalities being complete opposites. They would either have been best friends or worst enemies. Dawn is still very bitter about his father's death and nobody ever mentions it, for fear of his anger. Though even Dawn himself, so good at unraveling others, does not know if he is bitter at his father or his killer.
Mother:Dawn's mother always had a tired air about her, and never seemed very enthused about having Dawn as a child. As Dawn grew up, he and his mother grew further and further apart, so they never knew eachother very well. Dawn's mother died in- you guessed it- a quarrel with another clan. His mother was very detached from Dawn, more than a mother should be perhaps, but she did do one thing right- she made sure Dawn knew there was a thin line between right and wrong, and that even the gods had a hard time distinguishing between the two. He developed a sense of justice from it, though he only makes use of it when absolutely necessary.
Siblings:None.
History:Shortly after Dawn was old enough to join in the hunting, he showed talent. He was very swift and when he grew up he would be the fastest in the clan. Some of the other young wolves picked on him, but as soon as they saw what he was like- too fast and words sharp as claws- they left him well enough alone. He has grown up quick and mean, learning hard lessons at an early age. When his mother died, he wouldn't talk for days. He still will not go by the pup sitters or expectant mothers. When Dawn was about three years old one of his pack mates got a little too rough and had still not learned that Dawn wasn't one to mess with. That is where Dawn got the scar on his face. But the other wolf is worse off.
Artwork:Coming soon.
Sheet © Erynn "Draco" W.
Character ©
Art ©s to: