User name: Sethos
Character name: Vulrich APV
Screenshot:
http://img27.imageshack.us/img27/4086/vulrichss.jpgSpecies: Bat-eared fox
Gender: Male
Age: 2 years 3 months
Description:
For his species, the male is lithe and well-built due to an active lifestyle. The dominant color of his short fur coat is a pale gray with hints of auburn throughout it. His underbelly is a few shades lighter and charcoal stains the tip of his tail, the backs of his ears, and also adorns his face like a natural mask. Vulrich's eyes are a dun russet as well, very dark and on the verge of black.
Personality:
Vulrich assumes a rather mellow role compared to others and will adopt a prideful air when in the midst of company larger than himself. In no way does his physical size measure him internally, which is a point that he likes to emphasize through his behavior and composed, relaxed stature. His close confidants and acquaintances know that this male has sarcastic disposition and find him to be surprisingly quick-witted and audacious for such a miniature canid.
History:
He had a relatively peaceful childhood with the occasional territory and predator skirmishes that are expected in the African wilderness. By the time he turned one year of age, he dispersed from his small family and followed a herd of various grazing animals for protection from larger predators for quite some time. His life has been fairly uneventful until now.
Mate/Offspring: none
Loner/Looking to join pride/pack?(Optional): Loner, at least for now
Your character is best at? (Optional): Footwork and hunting
RP Sample:
Hidden amongst grasses that danced like the ocean's waves was a small figure. He lay down, belly against the cracked ground and ears just out of the sun's reach. The common, blase sounds of the landscape met his ears- the swaying of the field and chirruping of birds in the distance. The lullaby of the land encumbered his dark, shining eyes, which gradually closed. Vulrich sensed no threatening presence, no smell of danger in the breeze that swept through his tawny fur, so he was not opposed to taking a nap. He had a nocturnal nature, after all. There was no sense in staying awake the entire afternoon. Right as his head began to lull to the side, a peculiar noise met his large ears. He jolted up and looked around with wide, owl-like eyes. The call- no, the whisper- was barely audible enough to be heard over the wind. The fox couldn't decipher it at first.
It sounded again, but louder this time. Now puzzled, he stood up and squinted suspiciously into the golden, ever-moving walls of grass that flanked him. Vulrich didn't see anything. He thought it had said, "Yuta likes fishies," but it was a ludicrous comment that didn't even apply to him. Deciding that it was alright for him to try and rest once more, he laid down. A heavy sigh escaped his charcoal muzzle and then he closed his eyes.
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