baltogirl9 wrote:Username:
Baltogirl9
Character's name:
Secret(Goes by C)
Gender:
Male
Personality:
He is usually bitter and wants to be alone, but a few others can make him happy. Only a few can get him to play games and be light-hearted, but they can. He doesn't "open up" a lot. It he needs to, he can be brave, but he's usually too shy to stand up for himself.
History:
When Secret was young, his Mother loved him and all the other pups. But his Father thought something was wrong with Secret. After a long time of fighting, his parents divorced by his mother's request. Secret's Father was furious, so he tried to kill the pups. When it didn't work, he came back in the middle of the night. Secret figured this out and went with his father so his siblings wouldn't get hurt. His father trained him how to hunt and fight just before he mated with his new mate. New mate in hand, he didn't have time anymore for Secret, so the abandoned pup had to survive all alone for the first time. He misses his siblings and mother and one day wants to find them again to be reunited.
Art of some sort (optional but it will help you a lot):
Poem: Alone
"Running through the woods,
Confused, hopeless, misunderstood,
No one that cares,
paying your fares,
more than most,
your own host,
alone with no one else."
Story:
Secret sat in a little den, an old one. It used to be a fox hole, but apparently the residents were drove our a few weeks ago. He'd learned that from one of the wolves he'd met back further. It was small, but being alone, he'd been used to that. As Secret peered out of his den, he saw little snow flakes falling to the ground and building up. It was cold, with no one to curl up with and no heavy coat. He could call for someone or he could wait. but if his father came... He nodded no. No calling, no howling. He'd wait out the storm. Traveling as far down as he could go brought little relief to him. His small body shivered against the howling wind. It was so cold he thought his bones were frozen. I should've stayed. Then maybe I would be warm, at least warmer. He thought as the wind howled again. Why did he do it? Why didn't he stay with them, he had to go on his own? He could've waited 'til it wasn't stormy and cold.
Minor WIP
Other:
If we make art, can we use lineart?
Yeah you can use linearts ^-^ also I like the poem a lot 
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