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Post by trenton on Jun 1, 2011 18:00:34 GMT -8
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Post by trenton on Sept 1, 2011 12:24:45 GMT -8
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Lakota is incredibly possessive of anything and everything, sometimes of things that aren't even hers. Her den, Eastern territory, and even pack members that she is particularly fond of cannot be touched or messed with without her approval or she goes completely berserk. She is has lots of pride as well, and a wound to her ego will send her into a pit of depression. Unless you invade her space and belongings or emotionally abuse her, she is a spirited and high-energy wolf that loves to be active and always needs a goal or a job. She is loving to her packmates, but if you fall out with her there is no return, she remembers the hurt youve caused her freshly every time she looks at you.
She is 5 feet in length, nose tip to tail tip, and is 32 inches tall. She weighs about 110 pounds (not sure how accurate that it haha). Her legs are shorter and stockier than most wolves, like gray wolves, but her body is tall and her neck is long, and that makes up for her height. Her hind legs are quite powerful, offering an ability to jump pretty high, which makes up for her lagging speed. Her build somewhat stocky and very solid. She has a great sense of balance (explained later) and is extremely hard to knock off her feet.
She has a glossy black coat, that has a silvery tint to it on her face, throat, and chest. Her fur is long, thin, and silky. She has large orange owl eyes, that almost never blink. She has short, thick furred pointed ears. The muscles in her ears however, are unusually stiff and sometimes she has trouble hearing and locating sounds until she can stretch and warm up the muscles.
As a pup, Lakota developed the nickname "Spinner" due to her constant spinning and chasing her tail, an action used to calm her down in stressful situations or whenever she needed emotional release. She has mostly matured out of it but sometimes you might catch her doing it and get a good laugh at the absurdity of it
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Post by trenton on Sept 1, 2011 16:45:16 GMT -8
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Sköll is extremely strong willed and stubborn, and isn't as cut out for pack life as the rest of the pack, but he endures it. He knows his duty, and hates to be told twice what to do, repetition is a pet peeve of his. The way he speaks is blunt, and he usually means exactly what he says. He says everything he thinks, nice or not. If Sköll thinks what you do or say is flawed, he will call you out on it, and ask for clarification (and torment you on it!). He used to be quite the sweetheart, and if you can get through the walls he built up around himself, you can find the remains of his former self.
His father , alpha of a pack that broke up long ago, sent him and several other pups on a short notice quest. They ventured into the mountains, and met three other wolves, one that he fell in love with. She was a kind, compassionate soul, with the ice power. But he was a burning pit of anger and resentment, and the two clashed and fell out. the emotionally broken wolf returned home at the end of the quest, to find his mother (he never even got to say goodbye) had died in an accident, along with the sister he was very close to. He couldnt stay there any longer, too many memories attached to his homeland. He ventured here, and has tried to rebuild himself.
Sköll is a large, stocky wolf with big black paws and curved ears. He has a unique fur coat, black skin and fur, but the tips of the fur on his torso is white, giving him a frosted look. The fur itself is short and thick, keeping him warm in the winter but in the summer it overheats him, and has little water resistance. His eyes are the orange color of burning embers.
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Post by trenton on Sept 2, 2011 10:15:44 GMT -8
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