



N A M E → My name? I see, so you're curious? Ah, you shouldn't be sticking your nose where it doesn't belong. But, since you're being so persistent, it's Sirius. Don't ask me why my mother gave me such an odd name, I never bothered to ask.
A G E → Ah, I'm a rather experienced wolf at the age of approximately five years old. You could say that I'm in my prime.
G E N D E R → What are you planning to do? Check under my pelt? I'm a brute if you couldn't tell by your sense of smell, or, lack of.

Be careful what you wish for →Are you interested in getting to know me? If this will get you off my tail, then fine. We'll start off from the beginning. I'm rather large, haven't you noticed? Well, I'm afraid it's always been this way. I was the largest of my litter, and also the only black pup of my mother and father who so happen to have both white pelts. Due to my size, I tended to throw my weight around per say and made it a hobby of mine to pick on my smaller and less fortunate brothers and sisters. I'm not particularly proud of that detail, but, I was young and didn't really know any better. Though, I guess that would be an excuse, wouldn't it? Hah. My parent's reprimanded me for it quite often, saying that I should take more responsibility. It was quite humorous really. Things continued on like that for, well.. until I became a rather rambunctious, adolescent brute. However, that's when these cheery times ceased in my life. I can remember my mother's last words as she told me to run. My father, had turned on us. No one knew what was going on, or how he had suddenly gotten this way. All we knew, is that he wasn't the same. He had somehow switched into a monster, and I watched as he killed my family off one by one. Of course, I was too much of a hot-head to listen to my mother and run. But, for once, I'm glad I refused to listen to her. If I would have, my sister wouldn't have made it. I had managed an escape for both me and my sister, my other siblings already just corpses. It was a cruel sight, and neither me nor my sister took it well. This incident hardened our hearts, and now, I might say that we aren't the wolves we once were. In fact, we grew much darker. However, my sister had the worst of it.. She turned brutal, and fierce. A change in her nature was obvious, and she had begun to change the way she viewed others. Until one night, a brute had crossed the line. I found her, staring down at the unfamiliar brute's body with blood all over my sister's muzzle. She had done it. She had become my father. I had failed in truly saving her. That is where my story will end for now. Surely you don't need to know the rest, I'm afriad that I don't speak of it. But, as you can see, I am here now.. unscathed. Isn't that all you really need?
I'm a bit cold-hearted → I apologize if something I said offended you, I'm not exactly the nicest of wolves. However, if my eye sees that you seem a bit disheartened, I will try my hardest to fix what I had just said. Now, don't go around trying to bother me, because.. I might respond a bit harshly. I'm a bit secretive, and I like keeping it that way. You won't be hearing a word form me about occurrences in my past life, I promise. I'll just simply shake my head and change the subject, besides, it's not truly any of your business now.. is it? I'm honest and pretty straight forward, and I wouldn't have it any other way. I tend to keep to myself, so if you keep me company, I apologize if I seem annoyed or uneasy. I have a rather bad habit of putting up a sweet disposition on the outside, and not many can see through it. I believe that I've set it up in order to keep me distant from getting too close to a single wolf. So, as you can tell I'm not all that trusting and I'll be that way for quite some time due to past events. I am overly protective of certain things, such as my pack.. and, well.. my den. Stay out of it. I don't like people wandering into places that they don't belong. I'm stubborn and hard-headed which can prove a bit difficult for the healers whenever I get hurt. I normally just tough out my injuries and continue on my way.



M O T H E R ► Tala
F A T H E R ► Rule
S I B L I N G S ► Cale, Trial
C R U S H ► It's not particularly any of your business? But, if you have to know. No, I don't.
M A T E ► Wouldn't it be obvious that if I didn't have a crush, then I wouldn't have a mate?
P U P S ► Again, It's common sense. No crush results in no mate. And no mate leads to no pups.
P E R S O N A L I T Y ► So, you're really interested in getting to know me, huh? Well, I've never been one to talk about myself, and I'm not quite good at it. But, we'll see. I'm not particularly the most generous type, I don't enjoy sharing and the phrase 'What's mine is yours.' Is the last thing that I want applied to my lifestyle. You could say I still act like a youngster who never learned in that particular aspect of my life. I'm rather blunt in my speech. If I don't believe in something you're doing, I will say so. Or if you ask me a question that you don't want honestly answered. Sorry, you might be a tad disappointed as to what you're going to hear. I also do enjoy my personal space. You can't imagine how frustrating it can get whenever someone storms into your face. I don't tolerate it, unless I allow them too. It's entirely different, I swear. I LOVE to get myself into others business if it's within earshot of me. It takes all of my effort to keep me from investigating, and most of the time I don't succeed.
Despite all this negativity, I also hold some qualifying aspects. I've been told that I'm a loyal friend, and pack member. I enjoy being there for others and am honestly concerned if something happens to you. I love to laugh and could probably become a hopeless romantic if I wanted to. However, I'm far to stubborn to fall too easily in love. I respect my elders, mainly my Alpha, and I value my family and pack members more then anything else.

H I S T O R Y ► Oh, It's not particularly a beautiful background I might say. Although, it doesn't start off that way. I had a wonderful childhood, filled with memories that I hold most dear. My mother was beautiful and kind, along with my father who was strong and noble. They were quite an adorable pair and somewhat comedic, constantly bickering over the most foolish things. I didn't understand what they were saying at the time, but now it just makes me chuckle more then anything. I had two other older siblings, both brutes. Can you imagine being the only Fae in a litter filled with brutes? It was interesting, I can say at the least. We played daily and I would consistently get hurt due to the size difference between my two brothers and I, they took after my fathers side of the family after all. I was singly in almost every aspect exactly like my mother, which I didn't find to be a bad thing. Doesn't that seem like a joyous past? Yeah? Sadly, it doesn't end that way. You see, a pack that lived not far from our borders had malicious minds. They broke into our borders, murdered off all our males apart from the pups, including my father. They gathered up all the Faes and took them as their own, forcing their cooperation, including my own. They were cruel, and many days turned out to be a living hell. I couldn't possibly explain all the different things that me and my fellow packmembers went through. We were tortured, causing my heart to harden and become a not so noble wolf that I had use to be set towards for my future. As for the rest, I'm afraid I don't speak of it. I simply can't. Although, I can tell you that me and Cale had somehow managed an escape. As for Trial, well... I'm not exactly sure what happened to him... I don't even want to think about it, really.
A P P E A R A N C E ► My orbs are a bright golden
brown with a dark coal black pelt which is a little
on the long side long. I am definitely more refined
and am not particularly large for a female wolf,
therefore I don't appreciate getting into fights
that often. I have sharp and gleaming, bright
white teeth that don't tend to be used unless
provoked otherwise. My paws are smaller and I
have one small speck of white on top of my back
right paw. I have a cold, hard stare and I shouldn't be
mistaken for weak.





TσммуѕGιяℓ «3 wrote:{ Ohhhhh snap. It's Petal again xD
Keyo quit following me everywhere xD this is like, 3 or 4 now right? Stalker! Somebody help!}


TσммуѕGιяℓ «3 wrote:{ Yay for Kermit!
I will run away... far away.... plus, Thunder already has a mate in this RP, so HA! Your plans are foiled... xD }



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