Username:Cedar
Name:Alic
GenderMale
Species:Wolf
Kennel Number:57
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Personality:
Alic never seems to reveal his personality to others. So he hides, his real feelings, down deep into his heart. So to hide his real feelings by acting bitter and mean. Though he really does not mean bad. He is usually cold and aloof to others, and really hates company, other then his own.
He is actually a very compassinate person, though he does not let other's see that side to him. He is the sort of person who would help one who is injured,or help one who is lost. He will never accept a thanks, so he usually shies away and is never friends, for long. He ignores all, and would rather answer with a 'hmph' or a grunt, meaning that he doesn't really like to talk
Alic usually always sits by himself and doen't care of what somebody thinks of him.
History:"Just be who you are"
What a stupid phrase. My father would always say it. It made absolute no sense, whatsoever. How can you be yourself, when others have expectations on who you have to be? How can you be yourself, when your real self will be judged upon and disliked? So who should I be? Sometimes it is even hard to know who I am. Popularity is stupid, who cares what your social status is anyway's. why is life so complicated? Who am I? and what is my existence in this cruel world? Who Am I?!The young wolf, jumped on the trash bin, his mouth recoiled in a silent growl. He jumped down knocking the trash bin in the process. The contents fell out in a mess on the damp ground. The Wolf, leaped upon the contents, biting into whatever caught his eye. He bit into the rubbish hungrily, scavenging for whatever food was within, the plastic bags. Hungry eyes watched from the darkness, though none approached, the wolf.
Snarl's erupted from his throat as he found food, he licked it up hungrily, his eyes wild, and crazed. He buried his nose in the food, the rotten aroma of the food, wafted into his nose. The wolf sniffed it up hungrily, hunger seemingly taking over his mind. Soon the food was gone, and the young wolf stalked off, growling, his orangey-brown tail, fell limply in between his legs.
The beginning of the light of dawn shone through the dark hazy skies. The wolf stalked into the darkness, as the star's slowly faded into the white hazy skies. The beginning's of awakening started, as more and more car's and pedestrians filled up the street. Soon noises buzzed through the air. Human's walked, taking over the space that was once his. The Wolf snarled quietly, as more people walked out from the houses. He watched the daily commotion and the dogs with their owners walk past. He snarled quietly, with what could of been envy. The dogs barked, at him, and the orangey brown wolf slinked into the shadows of the city once more.
The wolf slept, lightly with the ocassinal twitch. His mind drifted through memories, reminscing. There were good times and bad times. His mind floated to one vivid memory. His father, with the beautiful borwn pelt and handsome brown eyes, was looking at him. He remebered the days when they were happy, stray, hungry and not loved, but happy nonetheless. His mouth twitched into a ghost of a smile. Before, the upcoming nightmare arrived. The humans had arrived, flashing colours, red, purple and black, as he was pushed away. His father taken, he thought hard, though 'they' were stronger. Screaming, barking, and yelling as he ran, never looking back.
The wolf opened a yellow eye, slowly. This nightmare was not unusual to him. It visited him daily, always haunting him, with that same memory. Though now the nightmare seemed as normal as breathing. He had learnt to endure it. To just let that dream go by.
The stomach of the young wolf growled, groaning slightly. He scratched behind his ears, where an flea was staying, before padding off to find a bin to find food for, or a rat to hunt. His ear's twitched lightly as he heard an upcoming growl. "Greetings, no name" a smooth voice, murmered, travelling through the darkness. The wolf flinched, and snarled loudly, though if you listened closley. There was a slight tremble to his growl. A large black dog walked out from the shadows, though the darkness seemed to clutch at his fur, pulling him closer.
"Envy, what are you doing here, this is MY territory!" The wolf growled, his brown fur standing on end. "Feisty eh" Envy said, softly. He showed his teeth with what could of been a smile, his pearly whites, glistening in the darkness. "Envy.. Get out!' he growled. Envy laughed lightly, and began to circle the brown wolf, he opened his mouth in a yawn.
"You know the rules of the the City, No name.. Power equals territory" he said softly, a deep chuckle erupting from the black dog. Envy looked around the small place that belonged to the young wolf greedily. He advanced towards him. Licking his lips, hungrily. "Envy..!" The wolf whispered, shaking. He turned his head and closed his eyes waiting for the painful blow to hot him. But instead there was none.
A whimper escaped from the large dogs throat as he backed away, tail under shins as he racedbaway whimpering. "Bad doggy!" A small voice echoed through the darkness. "Don't hurt brown doggy!"
The male wolf laughed, Envy's one fear was humans. Who knew why, Envy was terrified of them, even little ones.
The wolf squinted into the darkness and saw the faint outline of a small child. He stepped forward curiously, though a small growl was emitting from the back of his throat. The figure stepped closer, she wore a neat dress, and white shoes that were stained with mud. "Hi doggy!" she coaxed holding out her small hand. The wolf was wary, his eyes narrowing.
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