Post by Cregan Baronne on Jul 21, 2008 4:57:10 GMT
Name: Cregan Baronne
Age: 3 years(relatively)
Gender: Male
Appearance: Dark blue-grey, relatively slate-colored fur, and almost black eyes in which you can sometimes see their true color, a clear turquoise like deep water. Cregan has a splotch of lighter grey color behind his left ear that spirals outwards partway along his head and down his neck.
Personality:
Cregan is the Dragga of Kwaad and a very strong varg. He is proud and understandably so, but will not openly scorn lesser vargs if he comes across them, thinking such behavior would demean him to their level. He often comes across as cold and aloof, and one would have to get to know him well to see any of his feelings or deep emotions. The slate-colored mann thinks dogs are below vargs and would almost never waste his time on them, thinking them to be inferior.
Cregan has one relative that he knows is still living - his younger brother Theo. Though the two have never met, Cregan has heard things from time to time about the younger mann and thinks Theo is not worth anything.
Family:
Theo (younger brother)
History:
Cregan was born into a small pack and lived his life fairly normally there, but was never satisfied. He always thought the pack members were weak and pitiful. When he was a year old his mother had another litter of cubs, and Cregan decided that enough was enough - squeeking furballs would drive him over the edge. Without a backward glance he left. After about a month of wander he came across the old Dragga of Kwaad, Skilkran, who took him in as a son and taught him to be a fighter - fierce, determined, strong, and without mercy. After Skilkran died, Cregan took over and became the legendary, feared leader of Kwaad.
Sample Introduction:
Lifting his head from where it rests on his slate paws, Cregan narrows dark ebon eyes and looks out into the shadows of the forest, wondering what had caused the twig to snap. Whatever it was, he is not worried about danger, just simply annoyed that something would dare to interrupt his rest. After a few moments of intent scanning through the shadows he still sees nothing, and so pulls himself to his paws, his muscled bulk making surprisingly little sound as he pads through the pine needle-covered forest floor. Huffing out a rough breath as he sees a badger baring her teeth at him he twitches his tail pointedly, as if to say I don't need this, forget it badger. Rolling his eyes at the smaller lera he turns and trots off, leaving the badger to itself.
Post Log:
Night Terrors - Koiji
Blaidd Drwg - Eris Daciana
Age: 3 years(relatively)
Gender: Male
Appearance: Dark blue-grey, relatively slate-colored fur, and almost black eyes in which you can sometimes see their true color, a clear turquoise like deep water. Cregan has a splotch of lighter grey color behind his left ear that spirals outwards partway along his head and down his neck.
Personality:
Cregan is the Dragga of Kwaad and a very strong varg. He is proud and understandably so, but will not openly scorn lesser vargs if he comes across them, thinking such behavior would demean him to their level. He often comes across as cold and aloof, and one would have to get to know him well to see any of his feelings or deep emotions. The slate-colored mann thinks dogs are below vargs and would almost never waste his time on them, thinking them to be inferior.
Cregan has one relative that he knows is still living - his younger brother Theo. Though the two have never met, Cregan has heard things from time to time about the younger mann and thinks Theo is not worth anything.
Family:
Theo (younger brother)
History:
Cregan was born into a small pack and lived his life fairly normally there, but was never satisfied. He always thought the pack members were weak and pitiful. When he was a year old his mother had another litter of cubs, and Cregan decided that enough was enough - squeeking furballs would drive him over the edge. Without a backward glance he left. After about a month of wander he came across the old Dragga of Kwaad, Skilkran, who took him in as a son and taught him to be a fighter - fierce, determined, strong, and without mercy. After Skilkran died, Cregan took over and became the legendary, feared leader of Kwaad.
Sample Introduction:
Lifting his head from where it rests on his slate paws, Cregan narrows dark ebon eyes and looks out into the shadows of the forest, wondering what had caused the twig to snap. Whatever it was, he is not worried about danger, just simply annoyed that something would dare to interrupt his rest. After a few moments of intent scanning through the shadows he still sees nothing, and so pulls himself to his paws, his muscled bulk making surprisingly little sound as he pads through the pine needle-covered forest floor. Huffing out a rough breath as he sees a badger baring her teeth at him he twitches his tail pointedly, as if to say I don't need this, forget it badger. Rolling his eyes at the smaller lera he turns and trots off, leaving the badger to itself.
Post Log:
Night Terrors - Koiji
Blaidd Drwg - Eris Daciana
