Post by Flo on Dec 13, 2008 13:33:01 GMT -5
+ Wolf Name: Flo
+ Pronunciation: you say it how you spell it. baisically 'flow' without the 'w'.
+ Gender: Femme
+ Age: 2 winters.
+Alignment: Light.
+ Date of Birth: not known.
+ Family: not known.
+ Appearance: When you first set eyes on Flo you would have thought her to be a pup, many wolves do. She is a very small, sturdy, short-coupled grey wolf with cream socks on each stubby front foot. Shades of brown, white and grey crown the top of her head and back. Her muzzle is long and rectangular. A small patch of white on the very tip of her chin gives her a dark black nose and makes her head her look as if it is always tilted a little to one side, listening for a voice no one else can hear. Her eyes are a yellow-tawny. She is all eyes. They are big, round and direct, they are full of laughter. But there is something strange in them too. To begin with, you would have thought that something was missing but on closer inspection you wonder if it might be something extra - another colour, one you cant quite see; some fleck in the bright tapestry of the iris. When she runs it seems her shadow is a little slow even though it is as clearly attatched as anywolf's. Occasionally she will loose the use of her back legs.
+ Personality: Flo's behavior usually puzzles and then upsets others. She talks nonsense. She talks all the time. She is full of energy but quite often uncertain on her feet. At the first opportunity, flo will try to eat unsuitable things and she has an attention span of about thirty seconds. Flo is nearly always cheerful, she has the innocence and joy of a pup but the strong sturdy build of a full grown wolf. Her attitude to life is quite comical at times and a wolf wouldnt know whether to pity or laugh at her antics. She is in need of constant care and attention, often coming close to getting herself killed at least once in a day. Flo will often wonder off on her own collecting objects of interest and trying to eat them.
+ History: There is obviously something wrong with Flo, mentally and sometimes physically. This is all due to her horrific past which she frequently dreams about but never remembers. She was captured when she was only 3 weeks old and taken to a labratory where she was experimented on by cruel scientists hoping to acheive some impossible goal. She lived in a small cramped cage with barely enough food to survive. The scientist played with her as if she was a toy, thinking up new, horrifying tests to do on her. Flo had wires and implants inserted into her skull and body. Her life was a living misery but by then, flo did not care. The treatment had damaged her mind beyond repair. The day she escaped, the scientists had implanted a device into her brain. What the device was no one will ever know but what it did to her was quite extraordinary. She would suffer strange dreams and then try and explain them to her companion without success. The device has enabled her to read others minds but to flo this seemed like a perfectly normal trait.
Flo escaped from the labratory when she was one year old. A kind, middle aged brute took her into his care, at first he was reluctant to look after her as she was obviously as high maintanence as a newborn pup but after a while the small, cheerfull, round-eyed femme became like a daughter to him, his fondness for her never went beyond that. They joined a pack together and flo's life became happy and care-free.
A year after she joined, the pack was attacked by an evil band of rouges and were all slaughtered, including flo's guardian. She was captured and ridiculed by the evil bunch untill they got bored of her and left her to the mercy of mother nature. Flo wandered around on her own, miraculously finding a few scraps of nourishment on half eaten carcasses. She stumbled into Crescent Howls a week later and came across the Audro Pack. She has been here ever since, lost and alone.
+ Pronunciation: you say it how you spell it. baisically 'flow' without the 'w'.
+ Gender: Femme
+ Age: 2 winters.
+Alignment: Light.
+ Date of Birth: not known.
+ Family: not known.
+ Appearance: When you first set eyes on Flo you would have thought her to be a pup, many wolves do. She is a very small, sturdy, short-coupled grey wolf with cream socks on each stubby front foot. Shades of brown, white and grey crown the top of her head and back. Her muzzle is long and rectangular. A small patch of white on the very tip of her chin gives her a dark black nose and makes her head her look as if it is always tilted a little to one side, listening for a voice no one else can hear. Her eyes are a yellow-tawny. She is all eyes. They are big, round and direct, they are full of laughter. But there is something strange in them too. To begin with, you would have thought that something was missing but on closer inspection you wonder if it might be something extra - another colour, one you cant quite see; some fleck in the bright tapestry of the iris. When she runs it seems her shadow is a little slow even though it is as clearly attatched as anywolf's. Occasionally she will loose the use of her back legs.
+ Personality: Flo's behavior usually puzzles and then upsets others. She talks nonsense. She talks all the time. She is full of energy but quite often uncertain on her feet. At the first opportunity, flo will try to eat unsuitable things and she has an attention span of about thirty seconds. Flo is nearly always cheerful, she has the innocence and joy of a pup but the strong sturdy build of a full grown wolf. Her attitude to life is quite comical at times and a wolf wouldnt know whether to pity or laugh at her antics. She is in need of constant care and attention, often coming close to getting herself killed at least once in a day. Flo will often wonder off on her own collecting objects of interest and trying to eat them.
+ History: There is obviously something wrong with Flo, mentally and sometimes physically. This is all due to her horrific past which she frequently dreams about but never remembers. She was captured when she was only 3 weeks old and taken to a labratory where she was experimented on by cruel scientists hoping to acheive some impossible goal. She lived in a small cramped cage with barely enough food to survive. The scientist played with her as if she was a toy, thinking up new, horrifying tests to do on her. Flo had wires and implants inserted into her skull and body. Her life was a living misery but by then, flo did not care. The treatment had damaged her mind beyond repair. The day she escaped, the scientists had implanted a device into her brain. What the device was no one will ever know but what it did to her was quite extraordinary. She would suffer strange dreams and then try and explain them to her companion without success. The device has enabled her to read others minds but to flo this seemed like a perfectly normal trait.
Flo escaped from the labratory when she was one year old. A kind, middle aged brute took her into his care, at first he was reluctant to look after her as she was obviously as high maintanence as a newborn pup but after a while the small, cheerfull, round-eyed femme became like a daughter to him, his fondness for her never went beyond that. They joined a pack together and flo's life became happy and care-free.
A year after she joined, the pack was attacked by an evil band of rouges and were all slaughtered, including flo's guardian. She was captured and ridiculed by the evil bunch untill they got bored of her and left her to the mercy of mother nature. Flo wandered around on her own, miraculously finding a few scraps of nourishment on half eaten carcasses. She stumbled into Crescent Howls a week later and came across the Audro Pack. She has been here ever since, lost and alone.
