Post by şәα on Nov 15, 2009 21:10:47 GMT -5
Username: seawest
Character's Name: Atlanta
Alias: Atantica
Age: 1 and three months
Sexuality: Female
Loyalty: Loner
Physical Characteristics:Atlanta looks normal for her species, but she still looks awkward in some way. She is thin, hardly able to get anywhere near chubby with all the running she does, yet muscular. Atlanta is very healthy, it can be shown easily by just looking at her coat and eyes. Her teeth are not very fierce looking, if you have the chance to look at the pearly whites, you can clearly see they are thin yet very short, able to prick something easily. The young wolf is not as by as a full grown one, she is a bit shorter, but she is growing.
Her muzzle is strangely short, one of the cat-like features she posses, but her black nose is just as sensitive and moist as any dogs would be. Atlanta has a white pelt, with long, and straight fur. She even looks like she has a mane growing around her neck, but fur always grow longer in that spot then in the rest of the body. Her face doesn't have the white fur the rest of her body posses, it has an odd dark blue colored fur. Her natural weapons are her claws, which are a dark blue color, her heels and elbows posses spikes, and the strange sickle growth at the side of her head, which is dangerous.
Mannerisms: Atlanta has the average attitude and personality as go-to teen has at her age. She is the talkative type as well, but will sometimes avoid conversations if she feels a bit odd. Atlanta usually has strange mood swings. She can act ticked off and annoyed one day, sweet and sensitive the other. This only happens when a lot is on her mind and she can't get a firm hold over her feelings, sometimes even blurting out things she does not mean to say at all. Atlanta is not the type to stay in one place ether, she always likes to be on the move, no matter where she is she always leaves the area soon.
She always likes to feel wind in her fur, and to see the land pass quickly from underneath her, that is where her love for running came from. Atlanta is good at going into action and thinking quickly, able to remember things as well. She can be a good person to talk to as well, always listening to whatever troubles a person has. But she hates to be depended upon, especially when she knows she will have a hard time doing a certain request, making herself get confused easily.
Past:Atlanta was raised in a peaceful setting, somewhere where hardly any other wolf crept or wandered into. A cave, right on a vast mountain. It was her, her brother, her mother and of course her father. All of them loved each other of course, there were hardly to none quarrels between them, maybe an argument here and there between mother and father, but that was it mostly. Atlanta had first opened her eyes to the darkness of the cave, hardly aware there was a world out there where she could run around and play in. Her brother and her were not allowed to exit the cave, it was big, and there was plenty of space to play in, but she still wanted to go outside. When she and her brother heard they would have to wait another month or two, they were devastated, and even mad at their mother and father for this.
Atlanta's brother, which was named Ive, decided they would show both their parents they were good enough to leave the cave and run around without getting hurt. So they done something stupid, they left the cave, at night. Their mother and father were asleep of course and unaware of their son and daughter's absence. Atlanta and Ive thought this was a good idea at first, and when they left their eyes were filled with wonder and awe. It felt cool, like the cave, and the stars were out with the moon their mother told them about out. Ive was the most eager one on their little trip, persuading the somewhat reluctant Atlanta to keep going on, even if they were going farther away from their home. As the night went on, Atlanta found herself wishing she could be back, she was getting tired anyway. But of course Ive kept pushing her. And soon, the rocky land they navigated threw, was now flat only pebbles littering it. Atlanta turned her head as she heard something, a odd smell hitting her nose.
Telling her brother, he said he heard and smelled it too. They went to investigate, only to find themselves looking up at something that was standing on a boulder. It looked quite strange, it was standing on a rock, and it's skin didn't have any fur, it had on skins, which were cloths actually, and it held something in it's hand. Ive was the one to step forward to get the closer look, and then all hell broke loose. Nets, nets, nets. The seem to come out of no where, covering both in a matter of seconds. Surprised and scared, Atlanta tried her best to cut threw the necks with her claws and her teeth, usually they could break and cut stuff, but this net was able to soon restrain the both of them as they got tangled in it enough. Feeling something sharp and pointy hit her side, Atlanta started to panic, thinking she was going to be killed by whatever was attacking them. But she soon went still, and herself unconsciousness to see was happened next...
Atlanta woke in a cage, a very new experience for her indeed. She had to try very hard to keep herself from falling back down as she got up, her movements sluggish and quite slow. The odd smell she scented back then was overwhelming now making her look around for the source. She didn't have to look long. Something walked in front of her cage, tapping on the still bars which made Atlanta flinch. It soon left after it saw she was mobile and okay. She spent a week in that cage, being fed kibble that tasted pretty good, and sleeping most of the time. Atlanta had patient, and she knew something would happen soon, so she waited. After that week, a human came by, female this time, long blond hair, and piercings on the ears and nose. She looked kind of scary, but Atlanta was able to meet gazes with her. It soon held up something spiracle, and Atlanta soon found herself in total darkness.
Atlanta soon became a battler, the common wolf to put against others. She became more determined and loyal to her new mistress, hardly finding a reason to disobey. She became stronger with each battle, and then she soon had enough energy to even defeat all other mistresses other wolves. And then she got the chance to actually run, something she never tried. She missed her brother and her mother and father, and promised she would return to them one day or another. And then she ran, she managed to escape from her cage while her mistress was sleeping, and fled. It wasn't long before she got lost, not able to see the mountains she lived in. And then she promised she was going to find them one day or another, but she would explore the lands first. This was a chance for a adventure indeed.
Picture:![](http://i883.photobucket.com/albums/ac35/XxWildWolfxX/Daire-1.jpg)
Other Information: Yes,I actually drew that ._.
Character's Name: Atlanta
Alias: Atantica
Age: 1 and three months
Sexuality: Female
Loyalty: Loner
Physical Characteristics:Atlanta looks normal for her species, but she still looks awkward in some way. She is thin, hardly able to get anywhere near chubby with all the running she does, yet muscular. Atlanta is very healthy, it can be shown easily by just looking at her coat and eyes. Her teeth are not very fierce looking, if you have the chance to look at the pearly whites, you can clearly see they are thin yet very short, able to prick something easily. The young wolf is not as by as a full grown one, she is a bit shorter, but she is growing.
Her muzzle is strangely short, one of the cat-like features she posses, but her black nose is just as sensitive and moist as any dogs would be. Atlanta has a white pelt, with long, and straight fur. She even looks like she has a mane growing around her neck, but fur always grow longer in that spot then in the rest of the body. Her face doesn't have the white fur the rest of her body posses, it has an odd dark blue colored fur. Her natural weapons are her claws, which are a dark blue color, her heels and elbows posses spikes, and the strange sickle growth at the side of her head, which is dangerous.
Mannerisms: Atlanta has the average attitude and personality as go-to teen has at her age. She is the talkative type as well, but will sometimes avoid conversations if she feels a bit odd. Atlanta usually has strange mood swings. She can act ticked off and annoyed one day, sweet and sensitive the other. This only happens when a lot is on her mind and she can't get a firm hold over her feelings, sometimes even blurting out things she does not mean to say at all. Atlanta is not the type to stay in one place ether, she always likes to be on the move, no matter where she is she always leaves the area soon.
She always likes to feel wind in her fur, and to see the land pass quickly from underneath her, that is where her love for running came from. Atlanta is good at going into action and thinking quickly, able to remember things as well. She can be a good person to talk to as well, always listening to whatever troubles a person has. But she hates to be depended upon, especially when she knows she will have a hard time doing a certain request, making herself get confused easily.
Past:Atlanta was raised in a peaceful setting, somewhere where hardly any other wolf crept or wandered into. A cave, right on a vast mountain. It was her, her brother, her mother and of course her father. All of them loved each other of course, there were hardly to none quarrels between them, maybe an argument here and there between mother and father, but that was it mostly. Atlanta had first opened her eyes to the darkness of the cave, hardly aware there was a world out there where she could run around and play in. Her brother and her were not allowed to exit the cave, it was big, and there was plenty of space to play in, but she still wanted to go outside. When she and her brother heard they would have to wait another month or two, they were devastated, and even mad at their mother and father for this.
Atlanta's brother, which was named Ive, decided they would show both their parents they were good enough to leave the cave and run around without getting hurt. So they done something stupid, they left the cave, at night. Their mother and father were asleep of course and unaware of their son and daughter's absence. Atlanta and Ive thought this was a good idea at first, and when they left their eyes were filled with wonder and awe. It felt cool, like the cave, and the stars were out with the moon their mother told them about out. Ive was the most eager one on their little trip, persuading the somewhat reluctant Atlanta to keep going on, even if they were going farther away from their home. As the night went on, Atlanta found herself wishing she could be back, she was getting tired anyway. But of course Ive kept pushing her. And soon, the rocky land they navigated threw, was now flat only pebbles littering it. Atlanta turned her head as she heard something, a odd smell hitting her nose.
Telling her brother, he said he heard and smelled it too. They went to investigate, only to find themselves looking up at something that was standing on a boulder. It looked quite strange, it was standing on a rock, and it's skin didn't have any fur, it had on skins, which were cloths actually, and it held something in it's hand. Ive was the one to step forward to get the closer look, and then all hell broke loose. Nets, nets, nets. The seem to come out of no where, covering both in a matter of seconds. Surprised and scared, Atlanta tried her best to cut threw the necks with her claws and her teeth, usually they could break and cut stuff, but this net was able to soon restrain the both of them as they got tangled in it enough. Feeling something sharp and pointy hit her side, Atlanta started to panic, thinking she was going to be killed by whatever was attacking them. But she soon went still, and herself unconsciousness to see was happened next...
Atlanta woke in a cage, a very new experience for her indeed. She had to try very hard to keep herself from falling back down as she got up, her movements sluggish and quite slow. The odd smell she scented back then was overwhelming now making her look around for the source. She didn't have to look long. Something walked in front of her cage, tapping on the still bars which made Atlanta flinch. It soon left after it saw she was mobile and okay. She spent a week in that cage, being fed kibble that tasted pretty good, and sleeping most of the time. Atlanta had patient, and she knew something would happen soon, so she waited. After that week, a human came by, female this time, long blond hair, and piercings on the ears and nose. She looked kind of scary, but Atlanta was able to meet gazes with her. It soon held up something spiracle, and Atlanta soon found herself in total darkness.
Atlanta soon became a battler, the common wolf to put against others. She became more determined and loyal to her new mistress, hardly finding a reason to disobey. She became stronger with each battle, and then she soon had enough energy to even defeat all other mistresses other wolves. And then she got the chance to actually run, something she never tried. She missed her brother and her mother and father, and promised she would return to them one day or another. And then she ran, she managed to escape from her cage while her mistress was sleeping, and fled. It wasn't long before she got lost, not able to see the mountains she lived in. And then she promised she was going to find them one day or another, but she would explore the lands first. This was a chance for a adventure indeed.
Picture:
![](http://i883.photobucket.com/albums/ac35/XxWildWolfxX/Daire-1.jpg)
Other Information: Yes,I actually drew that ._.