Post by Baipure on Aug 8, 2008 12:00:12 GMT -5
INSIDE THE WOLF
Baipure
past
The wind sighed along with him. Baipure had been alone. That was where he wanted to be. Some-where alone. No more family. No more new cubs. Just him. He never could deserve the attention from his father anyway. How could a baby sister do any different? God. If they really cared some-one would be here right now. And watch him rub his head against a stone wall. He couldn't go in the house. His mother was there, pregnant. And he could stay in the second den. The little one. That you had to squat to crawl into. He could breathe in the smell of mildew. Must, dirt. Bats.
Now he had a baby sister. Just like he had guessed. She would follow him, or his tail nipping and biting. They named her Rehobeth. She was a beautiful young Drappa. Her pelt looked as if chipped from coal. But Bai was young too, he could of had the attention she was taking from him. "Life is hard for a young Dragga." His mother told him one day. Gray, white, and time marked her pretty face. He searched her eyes. "Its your father. I'm afraid he is leaving soon." Bai looked at her. "Where?" "Where every good varg goes." "Why?" He whined. "Heart failure." The fact lingered between each of their beating hearts. She had answered him so clearly.It wouldn't work. His mother would not take care of both of them. Both of the cubs.
Baipure's father died in the next few days. But there were no recommendations from him afterwards."Stay here" His mother told him. Little Rehobeth peeked out curiously from behind her haunches. "Mother, what will I do here?" He asked. "Please don't leave me here." he begged, searching the lonely sad space around him."Every-thing's alright." Bai looked up at her, but she was turned around, saying this to Rehobeth. She looked back at him. Sad in her dusty eyes. But with a scruff on Rehobeth's neck, she had taken off. Bai did not follow her. Instead he lifted his head and studied the stars. He would eat his own food here. He could live on this plain. Sliding his fore-arms forward, he laid there. In the white sand. His cream colored pelt mixed with the moonlight. "Everythings alright." His mother's voice said. No.
Personality
A lost mind.
Gender
Dragga
Relations
N/A
Position
Kerl
Fears
The Dead
Recognization
Dreams
Family wolf/Species
The grey wolf
OUTSIDE THE WOLF
Physical Appearance
A half-bright Artic color, or what most say, White cheese and pretzel. A mulch colored brown, splintering like fire off of his right eye. And Dog-nose black over his left like a bruise.
Della's interpretation
Eye color
amber wood
Colors
cream-grey
Build
Sikla, thin, weak, young-he's getting there
POST LOG
NooN O Clock
Started by
Baipure
Stars are
Frostpool
status
Expired
Times have changed (Open)
Started by
Fenore
Stars are
Baipure
status
N/Anymore
Still for Kill
Started by
Toka
Stars are
Baipure
status
Expired
Warm Breezes
Started by
Acantha
Stars are
Baipure
status
Active
Baipure
past
The wind sighed along with him. Baipure had been alone. That was where he wanted to be. Some-where alone. No more family. No more new cubs. Just him. He never could deserve the attention from his father anyway. How could a baby sister do any different? God. If they really cared some-one would be here right now. And watch him rub his head against a stone wall. He couldn't go in the house. His mother was there, pregnant. And he could stay in the second den. The little one. That you had to squat to crawl into. He could breathe in the smell of mildew. Must, dirt. Bats.
Now he had a baby sister. Just like he had guessed. She would follow him, or his tail nipping and biting. They named her Rehobeth. She was a beautiful young Drappa. Her pelt looked as if chipped from coal. But Bai was young too, he could of had the attention she was taking from him. "Life is hard for a young Dragga." His mother told him one day. Gray, white, and time marked her pretty face. He searched her eyes. "Its your father. I'm afraid he is leaving soon." Bai looked at her. "Where?" "Where every good varg goes." "Why?" He whined. "Heart failure." The fact lingered between each of their beating hearts. She had answered him so clearly.It wouldn't work. His mother would not take care of both of them. Both of the cubs.
Baipure's father died in the next few days. But there were no recommendations from him afterwards."Stay here" His mother told him. Little Rehobeth peeked out curiously from behind her haunches. "Mother, what will I do here?" He asked. "Please don't leave me here." he begged, searching the lonely sad space around him."Every-thing's alright." Bai looked up at her, but she was turned around, saying this to Rehobeth. She looked back at him. Sad in her dusty eyes. But with a scruff on Rehobeth's neck, she had taken off. Bai did not follow her. Instead he lifted his head and studied the stars. He would eat his own food here. He could live on this plain. Sliding his fore-arms forward, he laid there. In the white sand. His cream colored pelt mixed with the moonlight. "Everythings alright." His mother's voice said. No.
Personality
A lost mind.
Gender
Dragga
Relations
N/A
Position
Kerl
Fears
The Dead
Recognization
Dreams
Family wolf/Species
The grey wolf
OUTSIDE THE WOLF
Physical Appearance
A half-bright Artic color, or what most say, White cheese and pretzel. A mulch colored brown, splintering like fire off of his right eye. And Dog-nose black over his left like a bruise.
Della's interpretation
Eye color
amber wood
Colors
cream-grey
Build
Sikla, thin, weak, young-he's getting there
POST LOG
NooN O Clock
Started by
Baipure
Stars are
Frostpool
status
Expired
Times have changed (Open)
Started by
Fenore
Stars are
Baipure
status
N/Anymore
Still for Kill
Started by
Toka
Stars are
Baipure
status
Expired
Warm Breezes
Started by
Acantha
Stars are
Baipure
status
Active
