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Post by Kiko &Niomi on Jun 30, 2009 19:00:11 GMT -5
OUT OF CHARACTER
Hi, my name is Kati.
We've already met I'm sure, I also play Timore.
I'm seventeen muhfuckers.
&Contact me on AIM if you'd like - awitsTWIGGY
IN CHARACTER
Thy name is Kiko.
Aged at 247 years this Spring.
I'm proud to be a bitch.
The alliance I walk is that of dark.
From pure bred parents I'm a timber wolf.
Look below for the picture, yo!
Or a description - Kiko is large despite the fact that she's a female. Hocks hold scars hidden below thick gray, black, white and even some brown fur. She's an assortment of colors. Ears are usually pricked to their fullest extent, dark brown and yellow eyes peer through the night as her agile physique moves skillfully through even the thickets of woods.
Kiko shall be marked as a loner.
s a m p l e p o s t i e ;;
Sitting upon the ledge of the large stone formation, visionaries scanned the roam almost lifelessly. Thoughts trickled into the front cerebrum and issued flashbacks of earlier years. Auditories shot to the scullery roof as memories of my sister's death darted in front of my very eyes. Cranium shook and labrums curled for a growl as lids sealed shut. I didn't wish to watch these reruns anymore. Anger boiling the crimson fluids within, bodice shot from the geography and pivoted upon the snow covered geography. Pads left marks to show any who wished to see but a light snowfall guaranteed that the tracks would be covered in an hour or perhaps shorter. Not that I cared if any noticed my tracks, hunted me down like some pathetic dame. I would turn their pelts inside out for even pondering the idea of setting attack on me. Muscles already tense in thought, I traveled over the terrain as usual and as I moved my new and improved lithe through this unknown realm I reminded myself, this time I stay alone. I dub myself a loner and under no conditions will I join a pack, or even consider it. Not after what happened last time..
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