Post by Raowolf on Jun 6, 2010 5:26:33 GMT -5
Name: Whitefire
Nickname: ---
Date of Birth: 19/5/2003
Age: 7
Gender: Female
Breed: Greyhound
Mutation/Power: Super-Speed
Personality: Whitefire is robust and proud, keen to show her opinion, although she respects those of others also. In a discussion, she always has an interesting point to make and is good to have on your side during an argument as her extensive vocabulary and persuasive diplomatic wording. She would be good in a family, if it weren't for her mutation - Although it is useful she is ashamed of it. Although showing interest in the opinion of others, if her's is ignored or not taken into account she can get nasty. Whitefire aspires to be leader one day, so relationships are kept to a minimum, except for those who can help her get what she wants, incase her dreams are disturbed. In the event of save another or save herself, the likelihood would be to save herself, then finangle her way out of it afterwards. She does feel a small amount of guilt for doing this, however and would rather not but for her self-importance. She pretends she wishes to unite the packs, while instead driving them against eachother so that she can rule over. She has a distinct hate for humans. She believes the only dogs should be muyayed ones.
Body Description: Whitefire is tall and slender with very long, well muscled, legs. There is an almost perfect circle cut out of one ear - it still holds her data from the racing industry, although part of it is missing. Her muzzle is grey - the sign of a leader, and her age. Eyes are a warm brown. Neck is long. Classic build of a champion greyhound. Strong muscled legs. She is mostly white with brown brindle patches over her body. To be precise: One large one on her side and over her back; a small one wrapped midway around her tail; One on both of her ears and most of face(this is more grey brindle, however). She bears the scars of her beatings and a few from fights, each one has a story and occasionally she tells pups these stories although does not feel comfortable doing so in the most part.
History: Whitefire was born into the racing industry and trained to win from the time of walking. Her mother was a champion, her father was a champion. But the life was not a happy one. If the dog lost, she would be beaten in her owner's rage. If she won, her owner would drive himself drunk and beat her anyway. It was not a nice life. Then she heard a plan. On the racetrack, in the aftermath of a race she had lost, the 5 year old heard two others discussing the loser of the race. They said that he had lost many recently, and they knew his owner would give him up, for he was a kindly man. In desperation, she came last in every race. Driven practically insane by this, her owner opted to cut her ears off and shoot her, which is the common thing to do with ex-racers. Thinking she was being taken to a better life, she happily jumped in the van which would take her to 'Dead Place' as the animals of the area called it(this was far from the setting of this rpg), not realising what her fate there was. She was tied to the wall, and the gun was raised before she knew what was going on. Instantly the racer leapt - or rather, bit - to action, chewing herself free from the rope and dashing off. Gunshots followed her into the horizon. For many days she travelled, until rumors told of a dogs place, where they ran free and overcame the humans. But these rumors were twisted. By the time she reached Diamond Ridge City, the Power Plant was in place. Captured, bound, and experimented on, by the time all the humans were gone she was mutated. Unable to control it, she faced the hunting by her own species. But her power with words and speed kept her alive for long enough to develop a firm and invaluable foothold in the 'society' of the dogs. Then we come to now.
Picture: raowolf-bushtail.deviantart.com/gallery/#/d2a3c82(sorry - i don't know how to put in pictures ^^' Could you tell me please for future reference)
Nickname: ---
Date of Birth: 19/5/2003
Age: 7
Gender: Female
Breed: Greyhound
Mutation/Power: Super-Speed
Personality: Whitefire is robust and proud, keen to show her opinion, although she respects those of others also. In a discussion, she always has an interesting point to make and is good to have on your side during an argument as her extensive vocabulary and persuasive diplomatic wording. She would be good in a family, if it weren't for her mutation - Although it is useful she is ashamed of it. Although showing interest in the opinion of others, if her's is ignored or not taken into account she can get nasty. Whitefire aspires to be leader one day, so relationships are kept to a minimum, except for those who can help her get what she wants, incase her dreams are disturbed. In the event of save another or save herself, the likelihood would be to save herself, then finangle her way out of it afterwards. She does feel a small amount of guilt for doing this, however and would rather not but for her self-importance. She pretends she wishes to unite the packs, while instead driving them against eachother so that she can rule over. She has a distinct hate for humans. She believes the only dogs should be muyayed ones.
Body Description: Whitefire is tall and slender with very long, well muscled, legs. There is an almost perfect circle cut out of one ear - it still holds her data from the racing industry, although part of it is missing. Her muzzle is grey - the sign of a leader, and her age. Eyes are a warm brown. Neck is long. Classic build of a champion greyhound. Strong muscled legs. She is mostly white with brown brindle patches over her body. To be precise: One large one on her side and over her back; a small one wrapped midway around her tail; One on both of her ears and most of face(this is more grey brindle, however). She bears the scars of her beatings and a few from fights, each one has a story and occasionally she tells pups these stories although does not feel comfortable doing so in the most part.
History: Whitefire was born into the racing industry and trained to win from the time of walking. Her mother was a champion, her father was a champion. But the life was not a happy one. If the dog lost, she would be beaten in her owner's rage. If she won, her owner would drive himself drunk and beat her anyway. It was not a nice life. Then she heard a plan. On the racetrack, in the aftermath of a race she had lost, the 5 year old heard two others discussing the loser of the race. They said that he had lost many recently, and they knew his owner would give him up, for he was a kindly man. In desperation, she came last in every race. Driven practically insane by this, her owner opted to cut her ears off and shoot her, which is the common thing to do with ex-racers. Thinking she was being taken to a better life, she happily jumped in the van which would take her to 'Dead Place' as the animals of the area called it(this was far from the setting of this rpg), not realising what her fate there was. She was tied to the wall, and the gun was raised before she knew what was going on. Instantly the racer leapt - or rather, bit - to action, chewing herself free from the rope and dashing off. Gunshots followed her into the horizon. For many days she travelled, until rumors told of a dogs place, where they ran free and overcame the humans. But these rumors were twisted. By the time she reached Diamond Ridge City, the Power Plant was in place. Captured, bound, and experimented on, by the time all the humans were gone she was mutated. Unable to control it, she faced the hunting by her own species. But her power with words and speed kept her alive for long enough to develop a firm and invaluable foothold in the 'society' of the dogs. Then we come to now.
Picture: raowolf-bushtail.deviantart.com/gallery/#/d2a3c82(sorry - i don't know how to put in pictures ^^' Could you tell me please for future reference)
