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Memories in the Mist Captain
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 Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 8:46 am
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 11:01 am
 A Little About Me
☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰ My pack mates call me Snowmoon.
Last time I checked, I was a she-wolf.
I may not look like it but I'm 20 moons old.
I am also related to no one that is alive.
Did you know that I'm a member of Pack of the Lost Storm?
In it, everyone looks up to me cause I'm the Alpha Female Want to Know More?
☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰ Well, I absolutely love these!
~ My pack
~ Pups
~ Rain
~ Storms
~ The Alpha Male
But, I absolutely, one-hundred percent hate these!
~ Fighting
~ Watching wolves die
~ Hot, cloudless days
~ Evil wolves
Eek! Get it away! Digging in Deeper?
☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰ It's the way I am, like it or not.
(Character's personality, paragraph form. Must be at least five sentences)
Yes, I look awesome
I am a white wolf, with snowy colored fur and gray eyes. I got my gray eyes from my mom, and my white pelt from my grandfather. Maybe I just got it because my mom had a white chest and underbelley.
I was so cute when I was a pup!
When I was born, my mother was suprised to see me, since my parents were both black wolves. But then they discovered that my mom's parents had been a black and white wolf, I got my coloration from my grand-dad. He was also snowy. My gray eye's from my mom, soon I was training to be a warrior. I drmed to be a Beta. I became one when I was 15 moons. When I became one, the Alpha Female died in a storm. Guess who was there to take her place? Me! Yes me, Snowmoon. I went and got my nine lives, a blizzard was there. I almost froze to death had it not been for my willing to save my pups that would be born soon. I carried on,and soon will I was resting. I had horrible pains and gave birth. The three tiny pup's were so small you could barely see them. I carried on, carrying a pup on my back, and two in my mouth. But I thought I might not be able to save them.
That was until I saw this pretty white she-wolf. "I'll take care of them. If you keep carrying them with you, they'll die" Those were the words she spoke to me and, somehow, I knew I could trust her. I gave the she-wolf my pups, and she ran off with them. Probably taking them to the warmest place she could find. I carried on,and finally made it, I received my nine lives and returned to the Pack. Everyone howled with joy, and that's how I became Snowmoon.
Shh! Don't tell anyone!
~ I had to give up my first litter.
~ I have a dark side
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 7:32 pm
 A Little About Me
☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰ My pack mates call me Embershadow.
Last time I checked, I was a Male.
I may not look like it but I'm 40 Moons old.
I am also related to No one alive.
Did you know that I'm a member of The pack of the Lost Storm?
In it, everyone looks up to me cause I'm a Shaman Want to Know More?
☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰ Well, I absolutely love these!
~ Collecting herbs
~ Naps
~ Learning from other shamans about good remedies for illnesses
~ Eating
~ Looking up at the stars
But, I absolutely, one-hundred percent hate these!
~ Elders
~ Kits
~ Star Pack
~ Being doubted because of his past
Eek! Get it away!
~ Bears Digging in Deeper?
☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰☰ It's the way I am, like it or not.
Embershadow is a quiet wolf, known for his atittude. He doesn't really speak much to others, unless they're shamans and it's something about good remedies for illnesses. He doesn't truly believe in Spirit Pack, despite being Shaman. He can't really believe that his ancestors are watching him and know anymore than he does. Despite that, he is a very good Shaman.
Yes, I look awesome
Embershadow is an ivory colored wolf. His back is tinged with gray. He has thin, nimble legs that he has, that help him run very fast. One of his ears is slightly smaller than the other, and the bigger one has a large gash in it, almost splitting it in half. His eyes are dark reddish brown.
I was so cute when I was a pup!
Embershadow was brought into the pack when he was just a pup, abandoned on the pack's territory. They took him in, and he had an excellent puphood. When he was an apprentice, he was treated no differently than any other apprentice.
Embershadow saw many battles, horrified at the grotesqueness, and ended up training as a healer. He learned many things about being a healer, and loved helping wolves
Soon, his mentor died, and he became shaman. He took on his first apprentice, Featherpaw. Featherpaw brought joy into his life, and fell in love with the she-wolf, even though he knew it was wrong.
Soon later, she announced to him that she was carrying his pups, and he was overjoyed. But that soon ended when she was found one day, bleeding to death in the territory. He couldn't save her, and he was sad, never feeling the same joy ever again toward any she-wolf. He believes that he has come too far to let anything hinder his ability. He has also been reluctant to take on another apprentice.
Shh! Don't tell anyone!
~ He never believed in Spirit Pack.
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