Re: Tamahene And Lars- A Work In Progress- For Stellar
Is it acceptable for Lars to reply to me as well, before someone else finds us? SO they find the two wanderers together?
Thanks
~Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but by the moments that take our breath away~
Re: Tamahene And Lars- A Work In Progress- For Stellar
I personal don't see an issue with it, it was done once at a game I use to be at, le me ask the staff before I give you a okay though if you don't mind the little extra weight.
Re: Tamahene And Lars- A Work In Progress- For Stellar
We dont mind... At least I dont. I have to finish my profile which I wont be able to do until Monday. And Lars still has to get his up
~pokes~
~Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but by the moments that take our breath away~
Re: Tamahene And Lars- A Work In Progress- For Stellar
We will shortly... Sorry for the unexcused Absence. My son and I both IRL are quiet sick... so I have not been able to post... And I believe Lars is probably waiting on me to finish.
It will be a day or so probably still... I dont want to post when I am as sick as I am... I wont do a post justice right now...
Thanks for your patience and understanding :-)
~Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but by the moments that take our breath away~
Re: Tamahene And Lars- A Work In Progress- For Stellar
name: Samantha
age: 26
sex: Female
location: California, USA
E-mail: Rpginfool@yahoo.com
name: Tamahene Veronica O'Leary
sex: Female
wolf's age: 15 *human yrs.*
fur color: crimson with black and white markings, She actually looks more like a red fox than a wolf, but she is indeed a werewolf.
eye color: emerald
scars/identifying marks: None in were and pure wolven form- In human form she has pale tattoo's under her eyes- see pictures.
mate: No "mate" persay, she does have Lars * who will be joining soon* who she is travelling with. They are simply friends at this point...
pups: None
personality: Tamahene is a very loyal wolf looking for a pack to live with. She is rather quiet and reserved, however she can be very strong and defensive if the need be.
brief history: Tamahene was raised in a strict Catholic, Irish family. Her father became a Werewolf sometime while Tamahene was very young and he turned his entire family into werewolves as well not long after he became one. There was a major fight between Tama's mother and him which caused him to turn them all in anger.
When Tamahene was 4 *in human yrs* hunters found her entire family, now living in the woods in a large den as wolves during the day. The hunters slaughtered the adults and took the pups to sell to fur traders. While being shipped across the states the truck crashed and Tamahene's crate shattered into pieces and fell off the flatbed into the road. Tamahene took off and hid in the forest as the scene was cleared. The rest of her siblings had been packed onto another truck and when the truck began to leave Tamahene attempted to catch them to save her siblings... but she was unsuccessful.
She was caught within the year by a man when she was at a camping ground begging people for food. Being that she was a werewolf... she really had no real fear of people... yet. The man took her home as a pet... never knowing she was a werewolf...
They had her vaccinated and she grew up in their home until she was 14 years old *human yrs* until the night she shifted. It was purely accident, she didnt remember how to shift, or even that she could. But when she did... they had to turn her loose.
She ran to the wild which is were she is now. In her flight she came across another werewolf who she would find out to be named Lars. They have been inseperable ever since and now seek a pack together where they can be safe. There has been no talk of being a pair... though both think about the possibility in silence... first on their list is to find a home.
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Post
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Charcoal paws sunk into the icey cold ground as Tamahene walked slowly. She was worn out... Tired of wandering and the plush ebony pads of her paws were cracked and cold. As she walked she looked behind her. Lars... her best friend had fallen behind... no doubt to sniff something. The corners of her maw lifted into a grin as he bounded to her, catching up easily. He was much stronger than her and he didnt even seem to be the slightest bit tired by their constant searching for a pack.
Tama had gotten a little thin... pickings were slim for two lone wolves. The best hunting lands were taken by packs and Tama knew by instinct that hunting on a packs lands would be suicide... so the best they were able to find were mice and the occassional fish from the rivers. Her crimson pelt hung loosely on her thinning form as they walked through the snow.
She lifted her head slightly, nudging her muzzle lightly up against the underside of Lars' muzzle in a quiet, submissive show of friendliness. She looked around slowly, emerald eyes piercing her fur where the ebony fur of her muzzle met the white and crimson of the rest of her coat. She smelled other wolves near and she lifted her head to the sky. Her ebony nostrils flared as she inhaled, taking in the deep scent of the wolves of this land.
It didnt smell like a huge pack... but there were wolves her. She didnt think she smelled were's like them in the air... but it was possible. She looked over her shoulder to Lars quietly before speaking...
The air here smells promising...
If he agreed, she would let him howl their presence as he was the male... and in being so he was of higher authority. She hoped this place would be good... she ached badly for a warm pack to rely on and be close to. She lowered her haunces slowly to the ground as she waited for Lars to answer her.
Her emerald eyes continued to cascade over the lands ahead... She wondered how they would be greeted... they were not mates... but would a pack automatically take the fact that they were so close as a threat... would a pair of alpha's assume they meant to take over the pack? They didnt of course but Tamahene knew that they may think that... She hoped against hope that they wouldnt come to that conclusion and run them off without giving them a chance at least.
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OK Lars.... Your Up Sugah
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