Post by Czar on Jun 2, 2006 13:04:35 GMT -5
Name : Czar [ said zar]
Age : about 3 summers
Gender : male
Rank :
Appearance : feirce, tough, mean, nice [some times] big and tall.
Eyes - copper brown
Coat - black, like ashes and coal
Build - muscular, lean, tall, tough
Markings - a scar over his left eye
Other - killed his father
Personality : Mean, tough, violent,but loving to family and nice to wolves on his good side.
History : ok, here it goes:
Was it a shadow, or was it your mind playing tricks on you. Was it a simple reflection in the mist? No, it was a wolf. A wolf as black and the blackest nights. A wolf with a thin snow white strip that ran from the tip of the nose to the end of his tail.Its Fur glossy and gleaming from the moisture in the air. Tall, and lean, muscular, and a fierce, this was wolf like no other.
This wolf had a temper, and one that could get bad. But when it came to the one he loved, he was as gentle as a leaf is when it touches the ground. But if you made him mad, you would sure have to live the rest of your life watching your back , or you wouldn't be seeing another glimpse of life. With razor sharp teeth and a keen sense of smell, sight and hearing, this wolf would haunt your dreams till he got revenge for the slightest thing you did to him.
A wolf with a temper like his ought to have a past. His was like no other, but yet the same. His included plenty of misery, but he never showed it. He ignored it, he denied it, and this was why there was still fire burning with in him, his heart, and his golden maroon eyes. You were probably wondering about the past of this wolf. It is, harsh and gruesome to keep it in mild terms.
I will have to tell you it quickly and quietly, for it is a secret. He wants no one to know. He was born a happy and cheerful pup. Always running around and wrestling with his two sisters.His mother having the softest and most calming golden eyes he had ever seen was proud of them. His father though, was the opposite. He hated Czar and his two sisters. He was angry for them not all looking like him. He was pure white, but his mother was pure black.[causing his strange coloring]His father was also angry at his mother for this. So one day, his mother went missing, you already can probably guess why. Czar and his two darling sisters searched day and night, dawn till dusk for their mother. One of those days, while they were searching, he heard them whimper and scream, only to turn around and see them no where near.. He ran around and around, looking every where for his dear family.
That's the night when he saw the horrible truth. His father was standing with his back to him, his white coat dyed red and gleaming with blood. His father didn't hear him come up. Czar watched in horror as blood dripped from his fathers chin. That was when this pup made the decision of a life time. To get revenge. He worked every night, making sure not to cross paths with his father. He wasn't gonna let him kill him too. Czar taught himself how to swim, fight, climb, and run fast. After a year of this, Czar thought it was finally time, time to kill his father. It was a full moon, and the rest of the pack was out hunting. Czar found his father, laying on a warmed rock from the late evening sun that day. " I've been waiting for this moment, and now i have it" Czar said aloud to his father. His father swung his head around and bared blood stained teeth. his father, shantar, growled "so you know, but like you could hurt me!"he stood up"You're a coward anyways, to wait till now instead of then." he said glaring at Czar with maroon eyes.
Shantar lept forward, which what Czar was waiting for. He dodged him then jumped on him, biting his neck. No, that wasn't the end. Shatar Snapped at Czar, getting a grip on his fore leg and pulling him off, sending him slamming into a tree trunk. Czar yelped, but didn't let Shantar get him that quickly. Czar got up and bared his razor sharp teeth at his father.
"You aren't worthy of being my son!"shouted Shantar
"I'm not your son, if I was, I would be a bastard like you!"Czar growled.
At that, Shantar lept at his son, aiming at the throat. Czar ducked in time. His father went soaring over him. He spun around. There was his father, hanging on a ragged cliff.
"Son, help me" He groaned, slipping slightly" Please we could forget all of this" He whimpered
Czar growled and snapped at his fathers neck. Shantar yelped and clawed at the edge.
Czar growled" I wanted revenge, and now i have it" at that, he let go of his fathers neck and dropped him over the edge. His father howled but then his pleads were lost. Czar had won. But was he happy? He had gotten what he wanted, but it couldn't have brought them back. He was happy though, his Mother and two sisters could rest in peace, and Shantar could kill no more.
When the pack returned, they were angry. They banished him because they believed Czar had killed him all, His mother, his two sisters, and the rest of the pack members that had died. Czar confessed to killing his horrible father, but he lived on knowing they thought wrong.
That battle only hurt Czars life in one way, the scar over his left eye. That is the only mark left from that easly won battle.
Age : about 3 summers
Gender : male
Rank :
Appearance : feirce, tough, mean, nice [some times] big and tall.
Eyes - copper brown
Coat - black, like ashes and coal
Build - muscular, lean, tall, tough
Markings - a scar over his left eye
Other - killed his father
Personality : Mean, tough, violent,but loving to family and nice to wolves on his good side.
History : ok, here it goes:
Was it a shadow, or was it your mind playing tricks on you. Was it a simple reflection in the mist? No, it was a wolf. A wolf as black and the blackest nights. A wolf with a thin snow white strip that ran from the tip of the nose to the end of his tail.Its Fur glossy and gleaming from the moisture in the air. Tall, and lean, muscular, and a fierce, this was wolf like no other.
This wolf had a temper, and one that could get bad. But when it came to the one he loved, he was as gentle as a leaf is when it touches the ground. But if you made him mad, you would sure have to live the rest of your life watching your back , or you wouldn't be seeing another glimpse of life. With razor sharp teeth and a keen sense of smell, sight and hearing, this wolf would haunt your dreams till he got revenge for the slightest thing you did to him.
A wolf with a temper like his ought to have a past. His was like no other, but yet the same. His included plenty of misery, but he never showed it. He ignored it, he denied it, and this was why there was still fire burning with in him, his heart, and his golden maroon eyes. You were probably wondering about the past of this wolf. It is, harsh and gruesome to keep it in mild terms.
I will have to tell you it quickly and quietly, for it is a secret. He wants no one to know. He was born a happy and cheerful pup. Always running around and wrestling with his two sisters.His mother having the softest and most calming golden eyes he had ever seen was proud of them. His father though, was the opposite. He hated Czar and his two sisters. He was angry for them not all looking like him. He was pure white, but his mother was pure black.[causing his strange coloring]His father was also angry at his mother for this. So one day, his mother went missing, you already can probably guess why. Czar and his two darling sisters searched day and night, dawn till dusk for their mother. One of those days, while they were searching, he heard them whimper and scream, only to turn around and see them no where near.. He ran around and around, looking every where for his dear family.
That's the night when he saw the horrible truth. His father was standing with his back to him, his white coat dyed red and gleaming with blood. His father didn't hear him come up. Czar watched in horror as blood dripped from his fathers chin. That was when this pup made the decision of a life time. To get revenge. He worked every night, making sure not to cross paths with his father. He wasn't gonna let him kill him too. Czar taught himself how to swim, fight, climb, and run fast. After a year of this, Czar thought it was finally time, time to kill his father. It was a full moon, and the rest of the pack was out hunting. Czar found his father, laying on a warmed rock from the late evening sun that day. " I've been waiting for this moment, and now i have it" Czar said aloud to his father. His father swung his head around and bared blood stained teeth. his father, shantar, growled "so you know, but like you could hurt me!"he stood up"You're a coward anyways, to wait till now instead of then." he said glaring at Czar with maroon eyes.
Shantar lept forward, which what Czar was waiting for. He dodged him then jumped on him, biting his neck. No, that wasn't the end. Shatar Snapped at Czar, getting a grip on his fore leg and pulling him off, sending him slamming into a tree trunk. Czar yelped, but didn't let Shantar get him that quickly. Czar got up and bared his razor sharp teeth at his father.
"You aren't worthy of being my son!"shouted Shantar
"I'm not your son, if I was, I would be a bastard like you!"Czar growled.
At that, Shantar lept at his son, aiming at the throat. Czar ducked in time. His father went soaring over him. He spun around. There was his father, hanging on a ragged cliff.
"Son, help me" He groaned, slipping slightly" Please we could forget all of this" He whimpered
Czar growled and snapped at his fathers neck. Shantar yelped and clawed at the edge.
Czar growled" I wanted revenge, and now i have it" at that, he let go of his fathers neck and dropped him over the edge. His father howled but then his pleads were lost. Czar had won. But was he happy? He had gotten what he wanted, but it couldn't have brought them back. He was happy though, his Mother and two sisters could rest in peace, and Shantar could kill no more.
When the pack returned, they were angry. They banished him because they believed Czar had killed him all, His mother, his two sisters, and the rest of the pack members that had died. Czar confessed to killing his horrible father, but he lived on knowing they thought wrong.
That battle only hurt Czars life in one way, the scar over his left eye. That is the only mark left from that easly won battle.