Post by avo on Aug 5, 2010 10:05:51 GMT -5
Name: Avoidant
Nicknames: Avo (seriously dislikes being called 'Avoid')
Breed: Shin'kei (fictional wolf tribe from the Southeast tip of Alaska. The only distinction from any typical wolf are the greyish markings that look somewhat purple)
Sex: Female
Measurements: 3'6" at shoulder ; 116 lbs.
Mate(He/she will have to fill an app): Er, no.
Offspring(If any): Teehee, nooo.
Reason for joining: Thought everybody looked decent. Definitely not a noobly pack that people (like myself) sneer at.
Position applying for: Shaman
OOC personality: Uh...well, that's a good question. I couldn't go into serious detail, but I have A.D.D. I tend to lose track of conversations, but I atleast ATTEMPT to get along with everyone.
IC personality: Avo isn't shy, but she's not as vocal. Having previously been the Chief's Adviser in her birth tribe, she sees things from all angles. There's no "right" or "wrong" for her, normally. It's either "A" side or "B" side. She's fair, and often remains neutral to conflicts within the group. She's gentle; everything about her is soft, but when her temper flares, it really flares.
Appearance(Pictures or weblinks are acceptable):
*I do not claim this image as my own. It's a basic reference.
Roleplay Sample(Preferably at least 5 sentences): Avoidant raised her paw to the new recruit, "No more. Speak out of turn, and it'll be your entrails." Avo was growing so tired of these cocky wolves prancing out of nowhere. Where had all the respect gone? Female turned sharply away from the younger brute, padding deeper into the den. She couldn't let her temper get the best of her tonight; the Alpha would have her head if she turned a new recruit into the evening meal. Amethysts blazed with frustration as she plopped onto her haunches. Hopefully, another would take care of this yappy mutt. She wasn't in the mood to cater to someone else's nonsense.
Nicknames: Avo (seriously dislikes being called 'Avoid')
Breed: Shin'kei (fictional wolf tribe from the Southeast tip of Alaska. The only distinction from any typical wolf are the greyish markings that look somewhat purple)
Sex: Female
Measurements: 3'6" at shoulder ; 116 lbs.
Mate(He/she will have to fill an app): Er, no.
Offspring(If any): Teehee, nooo.
Reason for joining: Thought everybody looked decent. Definitely not a noobly pack that people (like myself) sneer at.
Position applying for: Shaman
OOC personality: Uh...well, that's a good question. I couldn't go into serious detail, but I have A.D.D. I tend to lose track of conversations, but I atleast ATTEMPT to get along with everyone.
IC personality: Avo isn't shy, but she's not as vocal. Having previously been the Chief's Adviser in her birth tribe, she sees things from all angles. There's no "right" or "wrong" for her, normally. It's either "A" side or "B" side. She's fair, and often remains neutral to conflicts within the group. She's gentle; everything about her is soft, but when her temper flares, it really flares.
Appearance(Pictures or weblinks are acceptable):
*I do not claim this image as my own. It's a basic reference.
Roleplay Sample(Preferably at least 5 sentences): Avoidant raised her paw to the new recruit, "No more. Speak out of turn, and it'll be your entrails." Avo was growing so tired of these cocky wolves prancing out of nowhere. Where had all the respect gone? Female turned sharply away from the younger brute, padding deeper into the den. She couldn't let her temper get the best of her tonight; the Alpha would have her head if she turned a new recruit into the evening meal. Amethysts blazed with frustration as she plopped onto her haunches. Hopefully, another would take care of this yappy mutt. She wasn't in the mood to cater to someone else's nonsense.
