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Your Name Please?
My name? Well, My name is none of your concern, but I'll tell you so you can stop Pestering. My name is Soul.
How rude of you to ask how old I am! Let's just say I'm 4 Years Old.
My name is short enough to not have a nickname.
Only an idiot wouldn't know my Sex. I am a brute.
I usually wouldn't be so personal, But i am more attracted to females. I would mate with a male, Though. You could consider me Bisexual.
All of them went too soon...
I'm obviously Oblivion.
Physical Appearance(Must be 100 Words)?
Just Picture this in your head: A long, Towering figure looms over your body. Fur covers your face from his chest. Long, Silky black fur flows down, As very special eyes glare down at you. One is green, The other blue. The face is expressionless, Filled with angry and sad emotions at the same time. They eyes are filled with determination and anger, Making you feel uncomfortable. Blood is streaked down his paws after killing deadly monsters. the paws on the beast are huge, Almost not even looking wolf. Then, Theres a strange Dark red streak on the back of his neck, Leading down to his shoulders. Rather Frightening, If you ask me.
Soul always is alert. There is never a moment when he is offguard. He is also often illusive. He's never really 'there.' He, For one, Is often alone, and Doesn't like large crowds, and will stray away from them when he has the chance. He never jokes around, or plays. You must be very special if he isn't serious with you. He will look at you with some kind of expression, Kind of like 'What the hell do you want' kind of thing. You DO NOT want to see him frustrated or angry. Just... No. He also is bipolar, Meaning he has various mood swings. But, even through all of this, He has some kind of Wisdom that makes you instantly like him.
Fear(s): The fear of having his pack be destroyed.
Like(s): Pups, Dead Zombies, Fighting, Leading, Sleeping, Night.
Dis-like(s): Zombies, Death, Mornings, Sunlight.
Survival Island wasn't always led by Soul. Soul had used to be the beta. That was when Moro, his best friend, Had led. Moro was never serious. Never fit enough to be Alpha. This was right after the wolves escaped to the Island before Australia exploded, Killing Moro's father. The pack was slowly dying. Day after day, Wolves were dying because of Moro's stupidity. Finally, Soul confronted him. They ended up enlisted into a deadly battle, Filled with Sadness, and Moro badly injured. Right them, Zombies came, Smelling blood. Soul was strong enough to escape, but Moro, He wasn't as lucky. He was ripped to shreds by a pack of Zombies, and Killed. Soul never forgave himself after that, and He too, Became more Serious. The Pack was then on led by Soul, and there hasn't been any disappearances yet. Soul had a mate, Addance, but she, and His pups, Were brutally murdered and eaten by a cannibal traitor.
RP Example (Must be 100 Words)
Soul panted in exhaustion. Moro was pretty skilled at fighting. Even now, whem Moro was trying to kill Soul, He laughed. "Learn To Grow up, or else you'll get nowhere! Soul snarled in disgust. His green eye glowed, While his red eye glared. He wasn't happy, Oh no. He was furious. Soul let out another snarl, As both of them paced back and fourth, Waiting for eachother to strike first. Finally, Moro raced foward, Lunging at Soul's throat. Soul jumped to the side just in time, but Only to face a blood claw slice his stomach. He yelped in pain, But now, He was enfuriated. He ripped his paw into Moro's stomach, As he then clamped his jaw on His neck. Moro screamed in pain. Deeper and Deeper into his throat. Finally. He let go. Blood spewed everywhere, As Moro gasped for Air. "Stop!" he managed to choke out, But Soul was already gone. And Moro was slowly bleeding out. Then, the moans began. The terrible sound of zombies. They approached Moro, As then, There was one Silent scream. Then it was over. Soul could still hear the scream in his head. He sloped his head down. He will never forgive himself. Never.
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