Post by Vrancho on Oct 31, 2012 20:52:34 GMT -5
Name: Skaarsgard
Age: Eight Years Old
Gender: Male
Appearance: Skaarsgard is a tan, black, and white wolfdog, with the distinct markings of a wolf, and that loveable appearance of a dog. He has sharp teeth, that pull back in one of his charming smiles. His ears are alert, fringed with a golden color, the inside hairs a bleached white. His rather large sniffer is brown, and he has golden, almond-shaped eyes.His legs are white, and his back is a mix of black and brown. Skaarsgard's underbelly is tan and white. A long scar runs down his throat.
Personality:Off his rocker: Skaarsgard will go out at night, when there is a full moon, and he will howl with his eery voice. He will supposedly "call to his ancestors". Then he will unnessisarily kill any animal he can find, even if it is another dog or wolf. He will rub their blood on the snow, saying that it was a sacrifice. He is out of his mind without being out of his mind, ya know what I mean?
Angry/Bitter: Skaarsgard is always angry at someone for something. He can;t help himself, so he kills unaturally all the time, never resting. He is obsessed with blood and killing. He hates everyone but himself, and he is a playboy to everyone, telling them something, and then later driving them off or just terrorizing them.(he doesn't really kill people in rping though)
History: Skaarsgard was born into a family of lunatics. The rest of his siblings died off, which was very hard for them, though they were off their rockers. They were naturally crazy, and they taught Skaarsgard his crazy ways. But one day, they disappeared when the small brute was a year old. Skaar suffered for many reasons, as everyone hated and feared him. He began to trust know one. He killed for no reason, not just for food. He became addicted to blood, to killing. And one day, as he was stalking a dog, the dog disappeared. It suddenly came from behind him and climbed on his back, straddling him, and then the dog bit his neck. Skaar whimpered in the excruciating pain. He felt his windpipe collapsing, and he fainted. He awoke to his parents, in Saddle Creek. He couldn't talk. He was so furious that he killed his parents on the spot.
Age: Eight Years Old
Gender: Male
Appearance: Skaarsgard is a tan, black, and white wolfdog, with the distinct markings of a wolf, and that loveable appearance of a dog. He has sharp teeth, that pull back in one of his charming smiles. His ears are alert, fringed with a golden color, the inside hairs a bleached white. His rather large sniffer is brown, and he has golden, almond-shaped eyes.His legs are white, and his back is a mix of black and brown. Skaarsgard's underbelly is tan and white. A long scar runs down his throat.
Personality:Off his rocker: Skaarsgard will go out at night, when there is a full moon, and he will howl with his eery voice. He will supposedly "call to his ancestors". Then he will unnessisarily kill any animal he can find, even if it is another dog or wolf. He will rub their blood on the snow, saying that it was a sacrifice. He is out of his mind without being out of his mind, ya know what I mean?
Angry/Bitter: Skaarsgard is always angry at someone for something. He can;t help himself, so he kills unaturally all the time, never resting. He is obsessed with blood and killing. He hates everyone but himself, and he is a playboy to everyone, telling them something, and then later driving them off or just terrorizing them.(he doesn't really kill people in rping though)
History: Skaarsgard was born into a family of lunatics. The rest of his siblings died off, which was very hard for them, though they were off their rockers. They were naturally crazy, and they taught Skaarsgard his crazy ways. But one day, they disappeared when the small brute was a year old. Skaar suffered for many reasons, as everyone hated and feared him. He began to trust know one. He killed for no reason, not just for food. He became addicted to blood, to killing. And one day, as he was stalking a dog, the dog disappeared. It suddenly came from behind him and climbed on his back, straddling him, and then the dog bit his neck. Skaar whimpered in the excruciating pain. He felt his windpipe collapsing, and he fainted. He awoke to his parents, in Saddle Creek. He couldn't talk. He was so furious that he killed his parents on the spot.
