Username:
1Alyssa_Forever1
Kennel Number:
342
Use:
As I am an overly obsessed writer could you guess what I want to use him for? I would like to put him in a book as an evil character or something but I just cant do that. I love him too much too make him evil, I think I may be cursed xD. Where everyone else may see some horrible animal who needs to be killed or something, I just see a misunderstood little wolf who needs a bit more love. So my use is indeed to put him in a book <I already have some Ideas>, but as a not-so-good good guy.
Name: Bromton Gender: Male
Species and/or specific breed: Wolf
Age: 13 years Weight: 140 pounds
Height: 5 foot 7 Inches
Personality:
I'm just an aging loner, not much for chit-chat or any of that. I don't know how to socialize too well, I don't understand others too well. Others may call me barbaric, but how can they judge me when they know nothing of me? They see me and they fear me, which is not too horrible of a thing, but as the time goes on these woulds are beginning to get deeper. I am wise beyond my years, maybe that's why I never really fit in, too young for the adults and too boring and smart for the young ones. I suppose I have too be honest and tell you I also have a bit of a temper, and when I say a bit I mean full on rage of a temper. I am easily upset by some things and really only know one way to handle the situation; violence. I may be a quick thinker, but sometimes I lose my brain to my temper. I can go from calm and peaceful to a bloody murder in .2 seconds if you make me mad. I also just dont like jokes, I don't know why, but I just don't. And beating around the bush, c'mon now stop hiding it just come out and tell me what youre trying to say, I am starting to sound like a real bore. Maybe I am just a real bore though, I spend all my time assinating wolves, but I only do it if they are antoganist. I am hated by many for my work but they would notice if I didn't work. I save lives by ending others, but its worth it. Though I am independent, most wolves depend on me. I am like the base of a tall heavy sculpture and I feel its weight on my shoulders every day.
History/Background:
I am blind, I cannot see. My eyes were torn out years ago when I jumped into to save a little pup being attacked by a fox. The fox had been angered by this, giving me a brutal beating. That's how I got all my scars, fighting, but to help others. When other wolves walk by they fear me, and I do not blame them. My look is not exactly very welcoming, but I enjoy being on my own anyways so its a win win for me.
The first scar I had ever gotten was on my upper left foot, it is now bandaged but not healing to fast. I remember the day like it was just yesterday, even if it was almost 13 years ago. Someone had been attacking my mum and I fought back killing the beast but received a scar across my leg. Its my
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