Post by -Wystie- on Dec 8, 2005 18:29:29 GMT -5
Name: Wystie (Like Y-stee)
Breed: Unknown Hound Dog Mix
Age: 5 Spins
Gender: Brute
Personality: Many can call this dog nuts, but the truth is he really is nuts. Always laughing and talking to himself are the main reasons, but he also tells these wild adventures about how he used to hunt down boars the size of horses. He isn't friendly at all, and everyone get's quite frightened at him at his humorous cackles and evil eyes when first meeting. Wystie is also fiery and fierce, 'for that's how his name came around. Fiesty Wystie. But all around, he's quite the eccentric beast.
Bravery? Yes, he is probably more brave, bold, and cunning then sane. He never cares who in the world they are, 'for Wystie seems to have a knack for being "hero." When he really get's to know a dog, then he can be less intimidating and crazy, but can be kind and caring. But don't get him wrong, you'd rather stay off his back.
History: Wystie was born in the rugged mountains of the Rockies along with his sister Kehoa. They were stricly born to do one thing and one thing solely. Hunting. This was why Wysties parents were bred, 'for they were strange mixes of hounds made throughout the years and they together created the ultimate hunting hound. Kehoa and Wystie ran the mountains all day and would return to their shabby shack at night in the backyard of the hunters. But one horrid day, Kehoa had gone out alone but never returned that night. Being curious where his beloved sister was, the mighty hound left that night and followed the weakning scent of his sister. But when he found her on the side of the winding street of the hills, Wystie had to leave because the only thing he had ever loved was murdered, and now his life was over.
So Wystie had left the Rocky Mountains to the wild plains of Utah, and spent most of his time in the southern part away from them mountains he had just left. He had encountered many dangerous things while here, and ended up leaving because of a retched snake bite from a poisen rattler. But because of the rich decendents of the hounds, Wystie managed to survive with a scar and a trip to the big city.
San Francisco was his destination, and he ended up joining into a pack of feral dogs. These dogs treated the hound with much respect, but the leader was becoming threatened of Wystie. They all had the orders of killing or chasing out the dog, so Wystie left with more scars then ever before. Then he managed to come wherever in the world this is....
Alternate: In the USA,
Wystie then came here
Alternate in Europe/Austrailia/Asia/Africa
He stoyed away on a ship, unaware that they were headed for the west/east/south/north.
Sample Post: (From other Site)Dalilahs chocolate fur was being covered in snow as she began stumbling back to the forest shelter. Smiling at her young pups sitting there waiting for her, she dragged in the fresh deer meat and began eating it bit of it before taking a chunk and saving it for Aiko. Watching her pups eager faces staring at the meat, she could tell that they were indeed darks. Pawing at them gently she murmered, Eat it. It's your lucky day. Before the words had barely left her maw, Storm, Tsinga, and Slavka were already ripping savagly at the meat. Dalilah watched them proudly, and then recollected the thing Aiko told him about the strange intruder saying that she was the "darkest of them all." Giving a slight smirk, the femmice giggled and thought, She must be stuck on herself and all. And saying Aiko wasn't one and that all darks were lights compared to her. She stretched out her slim body againest the tree and yawned. That deer was real hard to bring down. But it was still weak because of the cold winter. Oh how Dalilah wished it was warmer. All this cold weather was freezing her. Looking back to her pups and the eaten carcuss, she got up to her paws and dragged it out of the shelter.
The winter wind whipped her soft clean face harshly and Dalilah gave a shiver. But that wasn't all that was making her get chills, she felt as though she were being watched. Dalilah had decided to check around the dens to make sure everything was in order after dropping off the dead deer, but now she wished she hadn't. Checking a glance over her shouldar, she saw a furry black figure following her. Hackles raised slightly, she crept towards the tiny creature stumbling in the snow. But coming closer and closer, Dalilah relized it was Tsinga. Leaping towards her, Dalilah knew that her pup must be freezing cold. She grabbed Tsinga by her scruff and began loping back to the shelter. When they finally got to the entrance, Dalilah slowed her pace and went in silently. Seeing that Storm and Slavka were asleep together, Dalilah relaxed and dropped the pup gently. She grinned up at Dalilah and nuzzled her softly before going to join her sister and brother. Dalilah watched them all quietly, until Tsinga had went to sleep. Going to the entrance of the shelter she waited for Aiko to come home.[/color]
Breed: Unknown Hound Dog Mix
Age: 5 Spins
Gender: Brute
Personality: Many can call this dog nuts, but the truth is he really is nuts. Always laughing and talking to himself are the main reasons, but he also tells these wild adventures about how he used to hunt down boars the size of horses. He isn't friendly at all, and everyone get's quite frightened at him at his humorous cackles and evil eyes when first meeting. Wystie is also fiery and fierce, 'for that's how his name came around. Fiesty Wystie. But all around, he's quite the eccentric beast.
Bravery? Yes, he is probably more brave, bold, and cunning then sane. He never cares who in the world they are, 'for Wystie seems to have a knack for being "hero." When he really get's to know a dog, then he can be less intimidating and crazy, but can be kind and caring. But don't get him wrong, you'd rather stay off his back.
History: Wystie was born in the rugged mountains of the Rockies along with his sister Kehoa. They were stricly born to do one thing and one thing solely. Hunting. This was why Wysties parents were bred, 'for they were strange mixes of hounds made throughout the years and they together created the ultimate hunting hound. Kehoa and Wystie ran the mountains all day and would return to their shabby shack at night in the backyard of the hunters. But one horrid day, Kehoa had gone out alone but never returned that night. Being curious where his beloved sister was, the mighty hound left that night and followed the weakning scent of his sister. But when he found her on the side of the winding street of the hills, Wystie had to leave because the only thing he had ever loved was murdered, and now his life was over.
So Wystie had left the Rocky Mountains to the wild plains of Utah, and spent most of his time in the southern part away from them mountains he had just left. He had encountered many dangerous things while here, and ended up leaving because of a retched snake bite from a poisen rattler. But because of the rich decendents of the hounds, Wystie managed to survive with a scar and a trip to the big city.
San Francisco was his destination, and he ended up joining into a pack of feral dogs. These dogs treated the hound with much respect, but the leader was becoming threatened of Wystie. They all had the orders of killing or chasing out the dog, so Wystie left with more scars then ever before. Then he managed to come wherever in the world this is....
Alternate: In the USA,
Wystie then came here
Alternate in Europe/Austrailia/Asia/Africa
He stoyed away on a ship, unaware that they were headed for the west/east/south/north.
Sample Post: (From other Site)Dalilahs chocolate fur was being covered in snow as she began stumbling back to the forest shelter. Smiling at her young pups sitting there waiting for her, she dragged in the fresh deer meat and began eating it bit of it before taking a chunk and saving it for Aiko. Watching her pups eager faces staring at the meat, she could tell that they were indeed darks. Pawing at them gently she murmered, Eat it. It's your lucky day. Before the words had barely left her maw, Storm, Tsinga, and Slavka were already ripping savagly at the meat. Dalilah watched them proudly, and then recollected the thing Aiko told him about the strange intruder saying that she was the "darkest of them all." Giving a slight smirk, the femmice giggled and thought, She must be stuck on herself and all. And saying Aiko wasn't one and that all darks were lights compared to her. She stretched out her slim body againest the tree and yawned. That deer was real hard to bring down. But it was still weak because of the cold winter. Oh how Dalilah wished it was warmer. All this cold weather was freezing her. Looking back to her pups and the eaten carcuss, she got up to her paws and dragged it out of the shelter.
The winter wind whipped her soft clean face harshly and Dalilah gave a shiver. But that wasn't all that was making her get chills, she felt as though she were being watched. Dalilah had decided to check around the dens to make sure everything was in order after dropping off the dead deer, but now she wished she hadn't. Checking a glance over her shouldar, she saw a furry black figure following her. Hackles raised slightly, she crept towards the tiny creature stumbling in the snow. But coming closer and closer, Dalilah relized it was Tsinga. Leaping towards her, Dalilah knew that her pup must be freezing cold. She grabbed Tsinga by her scruff and began loping back to the shelter. When they finally got to the entrance, Dalilah slowed her pace and went in silently. Seeing that Storm and Slavka were asleep together, Dalilah relaxed and dropped the pup gently. She grinned up at Dalilah and nuzzled her softly before going to join her sister and brother. Dalilah watched them all quietly, until Tsinga had went to sleep. Going to the entrance of the shelter she waited for Aiko to come home.[/color]
