[Laxy]

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[ImmyWimmy1]

~zєηιℓασ~




υѕєяηαмє:

ImmyWimmy1

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ηαмє:

Zenilao ('zen-eye-lay-oe')

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αgє:

25 years

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ωєιgнт:

201 lbs

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gєη∂єя:

Male

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ρєяѕσηαℓιту:

Most are put off by his terrifying appearance. Blue flames, sprouting from deadly sharp horns. Glowing markings, eeire and mysterious. His dark base coat, ominous and threatening. Few dare approach this waelak due to his fearsome look...

Those who dare to approach him find that, upon first impression, Zenilao seems aloof and rather abrupt with others. He doesn't seem to socialise with his fellow Waelak too often. He is often found on the edge of collective Waelak groups, meditating. He can be quite short with people he doesn't know, often pushing people out of conversations as soon as he doesn't feel comfortable.

Deeper down, however, Zenilao is actually a really nice guy. You just need the patience to get below the surface to actually see who he really is. He's loyal, kind, funny and. contrary to popular belief, actually very shy. This is the real reason why he doesn't talk much, despite his rather ominus appearence at first glance. Just talk to him and see.

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σтнєя:

тнємє ѕσηg:

God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen - Annie Lennox

Recording: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZlsJD8RlhbI

Although this is a traditional Christmas carol, telling the story of Christ's birth, I believe that this song suits Zenilao down to the ground. This is because the story of Christ is surrounded by what the Bible refers to as 'mystery', which I also believe is captured beautifully in the medieval-like texture and harmony in this particular version of the carol. Looking back at Zenilao's personality and appearance, the fact that the main overtone in this song appears to be mystery, as well as celebration and joy (like his radiating flames), this song seems to fit in with this fine Waelak male perfectly.

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Brightest blue flame pours forth from his heart.
His eyes glow as sapphires in moonlight, flickering fires.
A pelt of coal, a cloak to Night's shadows.
Markings from his lineage, symbols of his soul.

And yet for all his majesty, he shrouds it all away.
As if he's still afraid of confronting a new day.

(In case you were wondering, the first bit deliberately doesn't rhyme.)

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ѕтσяу:

Within the bowels of the Sapphire Caves of the Waelak forest, a female gave birth to this striking male, whom she later named 'Zenilao', along with his siblings (unknown colours, genders and names). After she had recovered from the birth properly, the other female tending to her called to the father, who responded by trotting over. It was evident that his eldest son had taken on his distinct markings, though they were the colours of his mother's own markings. He was very proud indeed, even more so when the Matriach, who was always checking up on the newest arrivals to the Clan, showed her approval to of the litter.

From a young age, Zenilao showed promise. When suckling from his mother, he would be the first to reach her teats, shoving his siblings to one side where need be. During play fights, he would beat his siblings and playmates from the other litters at the time most of the time, though no one is perfect. The Matriach watched his progress, without his parents realising, sensing that the Clan had gained something special in this young Waelak.

One day, when he was aged seven years, the Matriach offered him the chance to train for a future Beta position, alongside her and the current Beta. Unsure, he looked to his parents for advice o the situation. Wanting the best for their son, they told him to try for it, though they knew deep down that they'd rarely see their beloved son again for it. Completely naïve to this, Zenilao accepted the offer of the Matriach and began his new training immediately.

For four solid years, the young adult Waelak trained and trained harder than most others. Hunting, gathering, fighting, etc. He was trained in everything needed from a strong, leader-type Waelak. The training was relentless, giving him little time to socialise with his fellow Waelaks and his family. As a result, his social skills began to decrease. He began drifting off in the middle of conversations. He began to grow confused why others would seem to grow angry if he told them the truth all the time (e.g. "you've gained weight.") Even his parents, who now spoke to him a couple of times a moon, would struggle trying to communicate with him at times. As a result of this vicious circle, Zenilao began to grow more interested in his training than trying to socialise. It had become more of an endless battle to him now, and he just gave up completely. He began to grow shy, only being able to talk to the Matriach and the Beta when he felt something was wrong. However, as he was trained not to show this side to himself as a leader, he kept his emotions bottled up, leading to him looking more and more fearsome by the day (probably not helped by the flames).

After this gruelling routine came to an end, Zenilao's duties were to shadow the Beta, learning about the duties and problems that he would have to sort out if he ended up in this position. His intelligence shone through here, as sometimes he would solve problems quickly and ethically, even more so than the Beta! Even to this day, he is growing more and more aware of what will face him when the great Matriach of the Clan eventually needs her Beta as her successor. He still shadows the Beta and listens to the advice of the Matriach, not taking much time to socialise if he can avoid it. Who knows what the future holds for him...

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gσσ∂ ℓυ¢к, ƒєℓℓσω єηтяαηтѕ. мαу нє ƒιη∂ α gσσ∂ нσмє. ^^

[Neb]

ummm i will try

[Manx]

Username: Manx

Name: Iskander
Nickname: Iska
Age: 15 years
Birthday: May 10
Weight: 240 lbs
Gender: Male
Orientation: Bisexual



Personality:
Intelligent | Reserved | Unforgiving | Stubborn | Proud | Suspicious | Loyal | Kind
If there is one thing all who meet Iskander can agree on, it's that he's not the easiest
to get along with. Far from it, in fact. His suspicious nature causes him to be wary of
all, which is certainly a disadvantage when attempting to get to know him. His pride
and stubbornness can also be quite hard to deal with, as it causes him to stick with
decisions in an unwavering fashion, very rarely backing down from his opinion. That
is not to say he is arrogant, however, as he is far from it. An intelligent being,
Isakander will willingly analyze any argument presented to him, and rarely responds,
unless he quite sure his response will not be easily torn down. This is a rather irksome
quality to most, as he tends to come off as a know it all. To make matters worse,
Iskander also keeps his past a closely guarded secret, and views all information of
himself as a possible weapon for others. It makes it incredibly difficult to carry out
a conversation with him, and it is true to say that he normally sticks to solitude.
Though normally harsh and quite cold, it would be wrong to say that Iskander is
without a heart. Rather, he is simply not adept at expressing himself or interacting
with others. Iskander can be quite kind, and his loyalty unmatched, should you
somehow earn it. He does have capacity for love within him, it would simply take
a very patient -or perhaps very determined- soul to reveal this.

I Stand Alone


Like every tree stands on its own
Reaching for the sky I stand alone.
I share my world with no one else.
All by myself I stand alone.

I know the sound of each rock and stone
And I embrace what others fear.
You are not to roam in this forgotten place,
Just the likes of me are welcome here.
Everything breathes and I know each breath
For me it means life for others it's death.
It's perfectly balanced, perfectly planned,
More than enough for this man.

Like every tree stands on its own
Reaching for the sky I stand alone.
I share my world with no one else.
All by myself I stand alone.

I've seen your world with these very eyes
Don't come any closer, don't even try
I've felt all the pain and heard all the lies
But in my world there's no compromise

Like every tree stands on its own
Reaching for the sky I stand alone.
I share my world with no one else.
All by myself I stand alone.


-By Steve Perry

Theme Song:
Becoming A Legend :: John Dreamer

Story:
Iskander slid quietly forward, eyes locked on the pale rabbit in front of him. His brilliant blue eyes shone through the thick underbrush, following the rabbit's movements as it snuffed at the foliage. Slowly placing his hoof upon the ground, careful not to make a sound, Isakander lowered himself to the ground. Tensing up his back legs, he prepared to leap. In a single swift movement, he shot forward, jaws open and ready to catch his prey. Nearby, a twig suddenly snapped, and the Iskander watched as the rabbit suddenly leaped to attention, darting away in the underbrush. Sliding to a stop, he glared at the quivering branches through which the rabbit had disappeared. Grumbling under his breath at the loss of his meal, he glanced around to see if he could spot the one who had caused the branch to snap. Snout quivering as he took a deep breath, Iskander picked up no unfamiliar scents, and through the forest no movement could be seen. Giving up, Iskander gave a sigh and began lightly trotting back through the forest towards his den.

[.sweetypie.]

Username: Sweetypie
Name: Ceruleus, Latin for "deep sea"
Age: 10 years
Weight: 260 lbs
Gender: Male
Personality: WIP <3

[susie.]

Username
.Alucard.

Name
Chand
(Shand)

Age
20

Weight
190
(He's under weight)

Gender
Male

Personality

Light Weight
- He lets people push him around -

Inward
- He likes keeping to himself -

Apologetic
- He's one of those people that say "I'm sorry." even though he hasn't done anything -

Put on a mask
- He likes to hide his true self because he's afrade of being made fun of -

Panic
- He tends to have panic attacks often -

Follower
- He doesn't really want to lead -

Shy Smile
- He often just puts on a false smile to make it look like he's ok -

[King of Crows]

Stunning design, Laxy! Good luck on winning him, everyone!

[Shire14]

Username:
shire14
Name:
Running Water
(nick named Blue)
Age:
15
Weight:
215
Gender:
Male
Personality:
he's a calm male and as a sweet temper. hes kind and caring, very protective of his kin and mate. he tends to take care of the injured animals and is shy of strangers. he is very rarely seen by those he does not want to be seen by. he sometimes takes a bold leap when he senses a pure heart of a nearby human that he feels will help and respect nature. he cares very much for his home and when it is being destroyed or polluted he can become mildly aggressive, and take actions to protect it as long as it doesn't hurt living beings; he may destroy material or move pipes.

[Alduin]

Username: Grey Fox
Name: Sorron Delithraclya Erye
Age: ten years old,
Weight: 254
Gender: Male
Personality: Sorron is a very calm male, though quick to action and impulsive he is actually quite a lonely male, Solitude is not a path he chose, nor desires but aquired in his day in the North. He is not very sociable towards his own kind neither dose he desire a mate or bare offspring. Sorron is often gently and hard to anger. Though provoked he can cause great damage to himself and others.
He is more of a lover than a fighter and wishes no harm upon others, Sorron is wise, though into his young age. The male is protective over the friends and family he dose have. He is quite skittish and intelligent, nonetheless impulsive to ignorant choices at times.
Atributes: Sorron has great vision, sense of hearing but at a loss in scent, Sorron is a quick male but also has another loss, he isn't as strong as most other males of his kind, his age.
Biography: Sorron was born across the country at the south pole, in a scrub land scape with both his parents, noting was very out of the ordinary for the male accept that he had only one more sibling, a female named; Theria. Alike him they spent many days roaming the open land they grew up in, with their parents there to take care of them, they taught them and train them to hunt, fight and survive in the habitat. Sorron was never approched by many of his own kind, so he grew inward, towards himself socially and mentally. Only interacting positively towards his own family he was raised into. Though one day, when Sorron was old enough, a year exactly he left at his fully grown state to find his own, 'territory' to live in, where he spend a year seeking out a place to call home he encountered many things, unusual and some not. Some species of his down kind and some not. Sorron searched until he found his home, a scrub-like landscape with a deep, large forest with looming oaks and sekoyas with large roots and rolling hills beyond the forest.
Residence: A forest north, closer to the poles. Almost a scrub-landscaping with gentle rolling hills and tall, looming oaks. Where it is often cooler in the summer than it would normally be, the landscaping also has several sekoya-like trees with large roots speading into deep ponds that stay frozen almost year-round.

[King of Crows]

Also, as a note guys, a Waelak is not an adult until about 9 years of age, and they don't reach full weight until about 15 years, so most weigh between 120 and 160 pounds at 7 to 9 years!

Sorry for not specifying this earlier ;D