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Post by Midnight Solace on Dec 26, 2014 19:47:57 GMT
When the lone wolf howls it's final song, who will be there to answer his call?
Midnight Solace, a wolf of 3.5 years, who is searching for a pack to call his own...
Midnight sniffed around, taking tedious steps, cautious. He had never been to this part of the Park before, and it was as unfamiliar as a bear's den to him. He looked up, thinking he had heard something. Perhaps it was just a trick of the wind? He shook his head, trying to remember something important. What was it his mother had said? Don't trust anything that thinks for itself if you can't see where it keeps it's brain? No, that wasn't it. He sighed, closing his eyes and letting out a soft, song-like howl that was low enough that it wouldn't be heard unless one was at least a foot from him. It was an old lullaby his mother sang to him when he was a pup to help him sleep, and at times, he would sing it to himself.
Finally, Midnight Solace stopped walking, and sat down, grooming himself. At least, he was until a hare darted out right in front of his nose. Swiftly he jumped up and charged after it, slowed down due to the lack of territory knowledge of this particular place. However, when the hare faltered, he lunged, barely managing to snatch it up by it's throat and deliver the final killing blow. He dropped his prey, howling in triumph, before picking it up and beginning to start back out of the canyon. Until he heard that noise again. He stopped for good this time, dropping the hare, looking around, heart hammering in his chest like a stampede of elk.
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Post by Midnight Solace on Dec 24, 2014 20:49:19 GMT
Current Wolves:
Midnight Solace
3.5 years old
Loner
Seeking a mate (prefers males, will take female mate IF they interest him enough)
Seeking a place in a pack.
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Post by Midnight Solace on Dec 14, 2014 16:05:26 GMT
Okay, so, I thought of a neat game we could play to pass the time between replies and application checking. It's basically like this: One person starts off with a wolf post, and we go from there, and we create our own story through it~. And, it can help build muse or bring muse back, too! :3
Example:
Person One: (insert Wolf's name here) decides to go hunting. But there's a problem. There are no Elk nearby!
Person Two: (insert Wolf's name here) and his/her/their pack has followed a small herd to the Black Canyon. But suddenly, a bear decides to spoil the hunt!
Etc, etc.
I'll start off.
Midnight Solace has just woken up and decides to go outside. Only, there's a small pile of snow blocking his makeshift den! What shall he do now? Should he call for help? No, that could attract larger predators, like bears... Or worse. He could dig his way out, but then his den would be soaked from the melting snow. How will he escape?
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Post by Midnight Solace on Dec 14, 2014 15:56:35 GMT
Accounts: Midnight Solace (AKA, this one, my precious)
Total Characters: Just little Midnight.
Do you wish to give any up?: No, thank you.
Do you wish to stay on WOY: Always and forever. I love this site.
Activity Level: Ten, and maybe above once I get my phone back. (My wi-fi connection's a bit wonky, but that doesn't stop me from constantly coming on here)
I absolutely love this site, as stated above. I can't wait to see my precious Midnight meet other wolves and form friendships and bonds and maybe, just maybe, find that special wolf. :3
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Post by Midnight Solace on Dec 13, 2014 15:53:28 GMT
Edited as requested~.
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Post by Midnight Solace on Dec 13, 2014 0:14:44 GMT
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THE BASICS;;
Full Name: Midnight Solace
Gender: Male
Age:how old is your wolf? 3.5 years
Breed: Grey wolf
Sexuality: He's tempted greatly by other males, and it takes a very special female to tempt him to a mating spot.
Pack: Loner
Alias: Moss, Midnight, Mid, Solace, Wolf Girl,etc.
DIGGING A LITTLE DEEPER;;
Appearance: Midnight's actually quite a beautiful grey wolf, with the grey-black melding into a gentle soft white, his eyes a golden flecked with green, and his tail broken in half, causing it to look half-curled. He's covered in a few scars, one particular one gouging his right eye, causing permanent blindness in that eye, making it a gentle, milky white. His other eye is brilliant and beautiful. His left ear was bitten off, leaving a jagged stump, leaving him as powerful as an omega or worse. Despite all of these flaws, however, he's built powerful and lean, muscles rippling beneath a thin, shaggy coat. Well, almost. He's got a secret that he refuses to tell anyone, unless he can trust them with his life and soul entirely. Part of the muscles in his left foreleg are dead, causing him pain that he refuses to show, but it's a great liability, and will probably be the death of him because it's slowly spreading through his body toward his heart. More on this, however, in his history~.
Personality: Midnight loves winter despite the foul luck in food. However, he hates the cold of winter. He hopes to find love, despite how scarred and ugly he looks in the face. He's kind and caring, with a gentle heart and an urge to right injustice. He believes heavily in second chances, and would take in an injured wolf or pup without second thoughts. To him, all wolves were born with a purpose, but it's up to them to find their purpose. This goes back to the teachings of his parents, and the wisdom of the elders he met on his journey through life. He thinks that, if one wolf is killed, but was a kind spirit, they'll be reborn as a pup. However, if that wolf was cruel and vicious, their soul will descend to what he calls 'The Wolf's Nightmare', or Hell in layman's terms.
History: Midnight was born in Yellowstone, to a happy couple, hoping to form his own pack one day, but, however, due to his preference for other males, he doubts he ever will be able to. He wants to find love, but with his appearance, and his constant urge to fight and keep his spirit burning hot. He doesn't fight because he wants to, he fights because he has to, because he was born a runt and had to fight his whole life to live. As he grew, he learned and discovered, even laughing after he was hit with porcupine quills because he thought it was silly for him to egg on the creature. He sat and watched his family pack, learning how the adults acted, watching the other pups wrestle and play. He never joined them, because he knew he'd get hurt if he wasn't careful. He loves to hear the Elder's stories, and will sometimes fall asleep listening to them.
THE FINAL TOUCH;;
Role-play Experience: Been roleplaying for about.. 5-6 years now.
Where did you find us? I was led here from a warriorrs roleplay site and instantly fell in love.
Other Characters: Besides forum characters, I have a million Facebook characters, ranging from TV show, to book, to manga to original creations, like precious Midnight here.
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