Post by Warg on Nov 12, 2011 20:53:50 GMT -8
Name: Naamas are born with no name, but are later given a simple name by their masters.
Gender: male
Age: 10 months
Type: Timber Wolf
Pack: We'll see if anyone slaves him. He might seem impossible, but maybe...we'll see what happens.
Appearance: The three capes of his outer fur progress from almost black, to dark grey, to lightest grey, with the undercoat a soft white, barely seen. He his young so most of his fur is still darker, and he still has some of the cute puffiness. His very large paws and disproportionally larger head give clues that he has not yet fully grown into his full size, and promises to be a rather large wolf. Already his musculature is thick, he is about three foot at the shoulder and around 80 pounds. He has honey brown eyes that have a slight silver outer rim. He walks with a confident gait, not with pride or arrogance, but a surety that everything will leave him alone or be punished for it's mistake.
Temperament: This young wolf, still considered by most a pup, has already seen the devastation that can happen when the Uumas run into a pack of Naamas. He has learned to be swift, and use deadly force to defend himself. He absolutely hates the Uumas. Any wolf that does not seem normal is met with instant hostility and hate. Obviously, he trusts no one, and seems to not be trustworthy himself...unless of course you are normal. To those he takes a liking to, he is gentle and loving, and extremely protective. He is very territorial, though he has no lands of his own, wherever he walks he claims by simply the natural right of his presence to grace the area, it is his.
History: Only a month ago, this one discovered just how cruel and cunning the Uumas could be. While moving dens, and massing through an unfamiliar land, the small pack was set upon. Of only six adults and three yearlings, the group was wiped out. Watching one after the other of his alpha parents, aunts and uncles fighting for their lives and being ultimately brought down by unnatural means, he quickly leaped to the defense of his smaller sisters and fought with a ferocity all his own. The Uumas seemed to find this amusing...until he killed one. They took out their revenge on his younger sisters and it was at this point that he took the opportunity to make a strategic move...get away.
And get away he did. The wounds of this hurtful lesson would not be soon healed and indeed, festered and boiled into an anger that burned with savage hatred and a rampant desire to kill them all. Now roaming, a disperser at only 10 months, he is learning on the fly how to hunt and take care of himself. Orphaned too soon, he knows the basics of a pack life, and that is about it. He definitely knows to be aware for Uuma at all times.
Gender: male
Age: 10 months
Type: Timber Wolf
Pack: We'll see if anyone slaves him. He might seem impossible, but maybe...we'll see what happens.
Appearance: The three capes of his outer fur progress from almost black, to dark grey, to lightest grey, with the undercoat a soft white, barely seen. He his young so most of his fur is still darker, and he still has some of the cute puffiness. His very large paws and disproportionally larger head give clues that he has not yet fully grown into his full size, and promises to be a rather large wolf. Already his musculature is thick, he is about three foot at the shoulder and around 80 pounds. He has honey brown eyes that have a slight silver outer rim. He walks with a confident gait, not with pride or arrogance, but a surety that everything will leave him alone or be punished for it's mistake.
Temperament: This young wolf, still considered by most a pup, has already seen the devastation that can happen when the Uumas run into a pack of Naamas. He has learned to be swift, and use deadly force to defend himself. He absolutely hates the Uumas. Any wolf that does not seem normal is met with instant hostility and hate. Obviously, he trusts no one, and seems to not be trustworthy himself...unless of course you are normal. To those he takes a liking to, he is gentle and loving, and extremely protective. He is very territorial, though he has no lands of his own, wherever he walks he claims by simply the natural right of his presence to grace the area, it is his.
History: Only a month ago, this one discovered just how cruel and cunning the Uumas could be. While moving dens, and massing through an unfamiliar land, the small pack was set upon. Of only six adults and three yearlings, the group was wiped out. Watching one after the other of his alpha parents, aunts and uncles fighting for their lives and being ultimately brought down by unnatural means, he quickly leaped to the defense of his smaller sisters and fought with a ferocity all his own. The Uumas seemed to find this amusing...until he killed one. They took out their revenge on his younger sisters and it was at this point that he took the opportunity to make a strategic move...get away.
And get away he did. The wounds of this hurtful lesson would not be soon healed and indeed, festered and boiled into an anger that burned with savage hatred and a rampant desire to kill them all. Now roaming, a disperser at only 10 months, he is learning on the fly how to hunt and take care of himself. Orphaned too soon, he knows the basics of a pack life, and that is about it. He definitely knows to be aware for Uuma at all times.
