Post by Boneskull on Dec 22, 2006 19:21:05 GMT -5
Character Information ::
Dubbance: Boneskull [ I also play Ramhorn and Godsmacked, aren't you playing one of my pups on those alts, Zibah? Hm.]
Lifetime: 5 years
Gender: Male
Lineage: Hellhound x Heavenhound Hybrid
Parentals: Disrepair x ?
Siblings: x
Mate: x
Spawn: x
Desired rank: Head Warrior or Warrior
Description: A stubborn bonehead was he, hardly ever conversing and being mysteriously quiet. Despite his Hellhound lineage, his personality leans toward a more stoic Heavenhound. His fur is thick and supple and his body is a bit stockier than normal but rather muscular. He is a beautiful conversationalist, if he would ever use the talent. Despite this seemingly demure, quite attitude he is astonishingly belligerent in times of threat. His pastel hide is disrupted by a few arcane splashes of dull coloring, inherited from his father’s Hellhound side.
Roleplaying ::
Socializing; Though Boneskull was a stickler for alone time, he found himself compelled to converse with someone this brilliant morning. He had just drawn himself from a lethargic stupor and even though he was feeling rather groggy from the sudden awakening, he nonetheless was feeling a bit of zeal as the crisp morning breeze thwarted his demure face. Tongue exited the dry harbor of his mouth, lolling it over his first four canines. Juxtapose legs spread to accommodate him as he lengthen his pace, staying on the worn esplanade toward his parklands. Stoic hound twisted his lips into a mutilated smile, trying to look presentable as contrasting paws slowed his gasconade to a wobbling halt. “Good morning everyone,” He dictated in a blissfully quiet way, not disturbing the others who were still trying to wake up. Gradually, the blithe creature lowered and settled a few feet away from the others, waiting for the reactions with a good-natured expression.
Fighting; Boneskull was hardly ever an impish creature, usually never turning to his more combative, hellish side: however when he noticed a new scent in the pack lands, Bone felt a surge of desire to obliterate whatever it was that was causing this. Commodious body wove through the well known lands, studious eyes examining the area in front of him with an undesirable frown weighing down the edges of his face. Tail was suspended in a challenging position, for now he noticed the scent was an alien one that he had never smelled before. His keen ears detected the noise of growling and belligerent threats so slowly, Bone’s head peeked from the lofty Crab Grasses that he was engrossed in. He noticed the intrusive canine, snarling at the opening of the main pack den. The Juggernaut twisted his body from the foliage, emerging with a militaristic growl. Immediately, Bone recoiled his head slightly to protect his precious neck and tail tucked to protect his more ... private parts. Other precautions were taken for his eyes and ears before ever thinking about immersing himself in battle. Explicating any sense of euphoria from the place with his growl, Bone spent no time with cheap warnings, running directly for the antagonist’s neck. However, such a predictable attack would be foolish and Bone knew this all too well. So, at the last moment, body mechanically yanked around and attempted to plunge his jaws into the tender flank of the creature. If the beginning attack was not successful, Bone would leap back and dwell to the side for the retaliation of the intruder.
Hunting; Boneskull crept about upon his stomach through the quarry in the most silent way he could muster. Ears wilted to his supreme head, biting his tongue between two rows of astonishingly symmetrical teeth in a cute habit. He had spotted a rather plump rabbit, nestled amongst the infernal snow. Bone smirked at the rabbit's stupidity in thinking that she was well-camoflauged. Bone grinned in spite of himself, the emptiness of his stomach fueling him on into a concentrated hunt. His filthy, almost lackluster fur worked well with the shrubs surrounding his snaking body. He paused for a moment, making sure the rabbit wasn’t moving or about to hop off somewhere else. Once Bone ensured that it was welded into it’s sanguinary position, he gracefully leapt from his barricade. His body was low against the earth as he ran toward his game so he could be on it’s level rather than so far above it. The rabbit’s keen senses detected Bone as soon as he emerged, causing her to burst into an adrenaline-fueled flee. However, Boneskull was already a few feet away from her trembling body and with a powerful leap, his body collapsed upon her squirming body. Carefully, he stood up, placing his fore paws on the rabbit. With a swift motion, mouth grasped around it’s neck and massaged his teeth into it. With a smile through the blood and white fur, he grinned and swaggered off with his limp prize.
( wow. ): I hope this is okay. <3)
Dubbance: Boneskull [ I also play Ramhorn and Godsmacked, aren't you playing one of my pups on those alts, Zibah? Hm.]
Lifetime: 5 years
Gender: Male
Lineage: Hellhound x Heavenhound Hybrid
Parentals: Disrepair x ?
Siblings: x
Mate: x
Spawn: x
Desired rank: Head Warrior or Warrior
Description: A stubborn bonehead was he, hardly ever conversing and being mysteriously quiet. Despite his Hellhound lineage, his personality leans toward a more stoic Heavenhound. His fur is thick and supple and his body is a bit stockier than normal but rather muscular. He is a beautiful conversationalist, if he would ever use the talent. Despite this seemingly demure, quite attitude he is astonishingly belligerent in times of threat. His pastel hide is disrupted by a few arcane splashes of dull coloring, inherited from his father’s Hellhound side.
Roleplaying ::
Socializing; Though Boneskull was a stickler for alone time, he found himself compelled to converse with someone this brilliant morning. He had just drawn himself from a lethargic stupor and even though he was feeling rather groggy from the sudden awakening, he nonetheless was feeling a bit of zeal as the crisp morning breeze thwarted his demure face. Tongue exited the dry harbor of his mouth, lolling it over his first four canines. Juxtapose legs spread to accommodate him as he lengthen his pace, staying on the worn esplanade toward his parklands. Stoic hound twisted his lips into a mutilated smile, trying to look presentable as contrasting paws slowed his gasconade to a wobbling halt. “Good morning everyone,” He dictated in a blissfully quiet way, not disturbing the others who were still trying to wake up. Gradually, the blithe creature lowered and settled a few feet away from the others, waiting for the reactions with a good-natured expression.
Fighting; Boneskull was hardly ever an impish creature, usually never turning to his more combative, hellish side: however when he noticed a new scent in the pack lands, Bone felt a surge of desire to obliterate whatever it was that was causing this. Commodious body wove through the well known lands, studious eyes examining the area in front of him with an undesirable frown weighing down the edges of his face. Tail was suspended in a challenging position, for now he noticed the scent was an alien one that he had never smelled before. His keen ears detected the noise of growling and belligerent threats so slowly, Bone’s head peeked from the lofty Crab Grasses that he was engrossed in. He noticed the intrusive canine, snarling at the opening of the main pack den. The Juggernaut twisted his body from the foliage, emerging with a militaristic growl. Immediately, Bone recoiled his head slightly to protect his precious neck and tail tucked to protect his more ... private parts. Other precautions were taken for his eyes and ears before ever thinking about immersing himself in battle. Explicating any sense of euphoria from the place with his growl, Bone spent no time with cheap warnings, running directly for the antagonist’s neck. However, such a predictable attack would be foolish and Bone knew this all too well. So, at the last moment, body mechanically yanked around and attempted to plunge his jaws into the tender flank of the creature. If the beginning attack was not successful, Bone would leap back and dwell to the side for the retaliation of the intruder.
Hunting; Boneskull crept about upon his stomach through the quarry in the most silent way he could muster. Ears wilted to his supreme head, biting his tongue between two rows of astonishingly symmetrical teeth in a cute habit. He had spotted a rather plump rabbit, nestled amongst the infernal snow. Bone smirked at the rabbit's stupidity in thinking that she was well-camoflauged. Bone grinned in spite of himself, the emptiness of his stomach fueling him on into a concentrated hunt. His filthy, almost lackluster fur worked well with the shrubs surrounding his snaking body. He paused for a moment, making sure the rabbit wasn’t moving or about to hop off somewhere else. Once Bone ensured that it was welded into it’s sanguinary position, he gracefully leapt from his barricade. His body was low against the earth as he ran toward his game so he could be on it’s level rather than so far above it. The rabbit’s keen senses detected Bone as soon as he emerged, causing her to burst into an adrenaline-fueled flee. However, Boneskull was already a few feet away from her trembling body and with a powerful leap, his body collapsed upon her squirming body. Carefully, he stood up, placing his fore paws on the rabbit. With a swift motion, mouth grasped around it’s neck and massaged his teeth into it. With a smile through the blood and white fur, he grinned and swaggered off with his limp prize.
( wow. ): I hope this is okay. <3)
