Post by auryon on Apr 10, 2005 10:49:06 GMT -5
Name: Auryon
Age: Around seven months, no real specific age in mind...
Gender: Female
Personality: Auryon is a true pack wolf, always looking to please or to help any way she can. Many times she finds the cold, cruel world somewhat of a burden and is often depressed when alone. When she's around others and more of herself, the young she-varg is friendly, outgoing, and almost considered head-strong. She's always looking for something to do, with an abundance of energy as the young are found to have. She loves to have fun and participate in every pack activity that's available to her. But sometimes, when boredom strikes Auryon, she is meloncholy and seemingly lost and confused. During these times she would often rather sit beneath the shade and watch as the world passes before her or she will look into the sky, questioning what she found there.
Appearance: Auryon is the gray coated varg, a regular pelt of her gray wolf kin. For now her fur is a slight amber tint but it is beginning to fade from her puppyhood all together. The back of her ears are completely ebony hued, her muzzle also splashed with the black color. Her back is beginning to show the black and gray saddle shaped appearance, her bushy tail tinged with red. Her paws are a lighter tan color, blending with her undercoat, while the long, stiff fur is silver and gray.
History: When the young pup was younger she lived in a pack. A very loving, caring and helpful pack. She loved every member, always inquisitive and asking the questions of the youth. Her wandering mind would often take her on adventures as she explored the areas that she was aloud to go. But it wasn't until the late end of summer that something terrible happened to the young varg. Auryon was hunting, her second or third lesson with the pack together. Wading in for a drink from a nearby river, Auryon slipped and fell in. At first she enjoyed the feel of the coolness against her body for she often felt tight and consricted in her pelt during the summer months. But after a while she began to tire of treading the water and tried to paddle to the nearest shore. Her family was resting nearby knowing that Auryon was having fun for she laughed often. But when the current suddenly became stronger, Auryon began to grow desperate. After calling several times, her pack came to the edge of the river. From where they were standing they could make out the thunder of rapids not far and tried desperatly to save Auryon before she reached them. Finally her father waded in and began swimming powerfully to her. When he finally caught up they had both reached the tumbling waters. Both were dunked under and swept away.
Auryon doesn't quite remember what happened after that except waking up on a far bank, soaked and freezing. She couldn't see her family anywhere, much less knew anything about them. In fact, she couldn't seem to remember anything and sat, looking at the rushing waters, asking herself what they were and why she was where she was. She'd sit and try to remember past events, who her brothers were. She was hoplessly lost. After a while she decided to search for something she knew was missing. But the young she-wolf's wanderings did more damage than good as she wandered farther and farther from her pack's territories. Come to find that if she had stayed a few nights her pack would have found her. In need of a pack to love and call her own and a home to forever help, the young wolf often seems discontented, searching for what she lost, though she doesn't remember much about them, burry images and voices that bother her greatly.
Age: Around seven months, no real specific age in mind...
Gender: Female
Personality: Auryon is a true pack wolf, always looking to please or to help any way she can. Many times she finds the cold, cruel world somewhat of a burden and is often depressed when alone. When she's around others and more of herself, the young she-varg is friendly, outgoing, and almost considered head-strong. She's always looking for something to do, with an abundance of energy as the young are found to have. She loves to have fun and participate in every pack activity that's available to her. But sometimes, when boredom strikes Auryon, she is meloncholy and seemingly lost and confused. During these times she would often rather sit beneath the shade and watch as the world passes before her or she will look into the sky, questioning what she found there.
Appearance: Auryon is the gray coated varg, a regular pelt of her gray wolf kin. For now her fur is a slight amber tint but it is beginning to fade from her puppyhood all together. The back of her ears are completely ebony hued, her muzzle also splashed with the black color. Her back is beginning to show the black and gray saddle shaped appearance, her bushy tail tinged with red. Her paws are a lighter tan color, blending with her undercoat, while the long, stiff fur is silver and gray.
History: When the young pup was younger she lived in a pack. A very loving, caring and helpful pack. She loved every member, always inquisitive and asking the questions of the youth. Her wandering mind would often take her on adventures as she explored the areas that she was aloud to go. But it wasn't until the late end of summer that something terrible happened to the young varg. Auryon was hunting, her second or third lesson with the pack together. Wading in for a drink from a nearby river, Auryon slipped and fell in. At first she enjoyed the feel of the coolness against her body for she often felt tight and consricted in her pelt during the summer months. But after a while she began to tire of treading the water and tried to paddle to the nearest shore. Her family was resting nearby knowing that Auryon was having fun for she laughed often. But when the current suddenly became stronger, Auryon began to grow desperate. After calling several times, her pack came to the edge of the river. From where they were standing they could make out the thunder of rapids not far and tried desperatly to save Auryon before she reached them. Finally her father waded in and began swimming powerfully to her. When he finally caught up they had both reached the tumbling waters. Both were dunked under and swept away.
Auryon doesn't quite remember what happened after that except waking up on a far bank, soaked and freezing. She couldn't see her family anywhere, much less knew anything about them. In fact, she couldn't seem to remember anything and sat, looking at the rushing waters, asking herself what they were and why she was where she was. She'd sit and try to remember past events, who her brothers were. She was hoplessly lost. After a while she decided to search for something she knew was missing. But the young she-wolf's wanderings did more damage than good as she wandered farther and farther from her pack's territories. Come to find that if she had stayed a few nights her pack would have found her. In need of a pack to love and call her own and a home to forever help, the young wolf often seems discontented, searching for what she lost, though she doesn't remember much about them, burry images and voices that bother her greatly.