Post by animalgoddess on Feb 13, 2011 10:23:21 GMT -5
IC:
Name: Lorèl
Pronunciation: Low-rrr-ell, Lorèl.
Gender: Male
Age: 3 1/2
Eyes: A deep sensation of gold, with slightly orange tints given from his natural heritage.
Fur: He mainly has a white-coat, which is weird judging by the fact that he is originally a Iberian wolf (otherwise known as a Spanish wolf.) But considering the fact that his breed was mixed with another, it seems acceptable. His white coat is also gently sprinkled with a sandy kind of color. His coat resembles something like… butterscotch…?
Appearance: Lorèl doesn’t have anything really special about his appearance. He keeps himself clean, however, and that is usually the best considering his reputation as the “Ladies Man.” He doesn’t have many scars; just the usual little cuts here and there given from natural experiences. He doesn’t have quite a large amount of muscle, but he has some. Lorèl has a lean-figure; and for some odd reason is known not to grow a very successful winter-coat.
Personality: Lorèl was originally a “Ladies Man” type of wolf, and still has his perverted-side. But every since he fell in love with Love (that sounded funny), he has successfully rid himself of his urges to mate and has settled for just that one she-wolf.
He is a very coy kind of wolf; sneaky and always smirking. But he isn’t the kind to use that trait in a mean way; quite contraire, he uses it in a more… alluring way.
Lorèl always taunts and teases his mate in the ways of love; being experienced in its giving and its taking, just as his mate is. He is playful and will often initiate play between himself and his pups.
Lorèl truly adores water, (much detested by his mate) and usually swims around, coming home with either fish, or the smell of it. (No worries, he cleans himself regularly.)
Strengths: Lorèl is good at swimming, love & attraction, and somewhat good at hunting. (He’s better in the water then on land.) He has a somewhat-good amount of patience.
Weaknesses: Lorèl is lean and not built for fighting, he still has his lusts to control and finds it very hard to be a father and support more than just himself, he is constantly fluttery around Love and sometimes finds it hard to control himself. And last but not least, he can’t hold himself back when presented with either a sexual-temptation, or when he is angry.
History: Lorèl was always the wolf to initiate play with his siblings and other pack-mates. His father looked down upon such acts and would constantly squabble with his mate, Lucia to get rid of him. Lorèl was deemed useless by his father for his weak personality, and decided that if he couldn’t get rid of the pup, he’d make him better.
((blah blah blah,))
I’ll insert some stuff later. Hence the reason that this is still a WIP.))
Lorèl was freshly in his first year by the time Félix Rodríguez de la Fuente and his company had come over to help re-populate the Iberian wolf breed, and had succeeded in capturing his family, himself included.
While being shipped across the Atlantic, Lorèl was separated from his family and spent a full year of his life traveling overseas, meeting exotic she-wolves, and living amongst the people secretly while other wolves aboard were placed in unknown lands to re-introduce their breed.
At each port, he would sneak off along with the numerous crates from the ship, and would introduce love to the lands, unknowingly helping with the population of wolves. But as the last wolves were landed, and the last crates were transported, he’d sneak back onto the ship and into a new adventure.
But then came the day when Lorèl was found upon the ship. He was tranquilized and transported to a land he knew not of. It was a land that was not a part of the Spanish Main that he was so used to circling through. It was the land of RotW. From there, Lorèl started a new life; but connected it to his past one by continuing his notorious reputation of loving the she-wolves. He started to know the land as Home.
He continued his reign until he met someone who could play his game…
She was the she-wolf who knew how to toy with his clever tongue and make him stutter,
She was the she-wolf who knew how to circle around him to trick that balance in his feet and make him trip,
She was the she-wolf who knew how to touch his heart rather than his body…
She was Love.
Metaphorically, and literally!
Lorèl was still in his prime when he met her. He was ready to mate, and ‘twas the mating-season; thus, he was in his prime. He and the temptress pranced around each other, with words prancing equally as lively. They tempted and they seduced. Through words and through actions, the two found themselves entangled in a web of love and lust. What they could not decipher, however, was whether or not it was Love or Lust.
After spending the season together in harmony, Lorèl and Love decided that it was most definitely love, and mated together, soon enough bearing pups. And to this day, their legacy continues to unravel…
((To read about their past, click here and here and lastly, here.))
Mother: Lucia (An Arctic Wolf who was shipped to Spain and died later due to the climate-change.)
Father: Cameron (A pure Iberian Wolf who died of old age.)
Sister 1: Margaree (One of Lorèl’s siblings who dispersed.)
Sister 2: Mekie (One of Lorèl’s siblings who dispersed.)
Sister 3: Lareena (One of Lorèl’s siblings who died of hunger.)
Pack: Lorèl was originally in his family’s own pack [the Sangom] until he dispersed to make his own pack. Unfortunately, Lorèl became addicted in the Mating Season, and kept as a loner, loving females for a part of his life before coming across the she-wolf Love, whom soon became his new addiction. He now finds himself making a pack with his mate, Love.
OOC:
Name: Anita
Experience: This is my second, official year as a role-player. I’m not that knowledgeable when it comes to wolves, but I try. I’ve role-played equines, and even felines for a short time; but my main experience held in canines. I’ve role-played dogs and now wolves. Wolves were originally my first role-playing experienced, and I kept to it while experimenting with others.
Contact: The best way to contact me is by PM. Don’t bother emailing me because I check my email only like… twice a year. Facebook is also another option, but I don’t go on that much.
Name: Lorèl
Pronunciation: Low-rrr-ell, Lorèl.
Gender: Male
Age: 3 1/2
Eyes: A deep sensation of gold, with slightly orange tints given from his natural heritage.
Fur: He mainly has a white-coat, which is weird judging by the fact that he is originally a Iberian wolf (otherwise known as a Spanish wolf.) But considering the fact that his breed was mixed with another, it seems acceptable. His white coat is also gently sprinkled with a sandy kind of color. His coat resembles something like… butterscotch…?
Appearance: Lorèl doesn’t have anything really special about his appearance. He keeps himself clean, however, and that is usually the best considering his reputation as the “Ladies Man.” He doesn’t have many scars; just the usual little cuts here and there given from natural experiences. He doesn’t have quite a large amount of muscle, but he has some. Lorèl has a lean-figure; and for some odd reason is known not to grow a very successful winter-coat.
Personality: Lorèl was originally a “Ladies Man” type of wolf, and still has his perverted-side. But every since he fell in love with Love (that sounded funny), he has successfully rid himself of his urges to mate and has settled for just that one she-wolf.
He is a very coy kind of wolf; sneaky and always smirking. But he isn’t the kind to use that trait in a mean way; quite contraire, he uses it in a more… alluring way.
Lorèl always taunts and teases his mate in the ways of love; being experienced in its giving and its taking, just as his mate is. He is playful and will often initiate play between himself and his pups.
Lorèl truly adores water, (much detested by his mate) and usually swims around, coming home with either fish, or the smell of it. (No worries, he cleans himself regularly.)
Strengths: Lorèl is good at swimming, love & attraction, and somewhat good at hunting. (He’s better in the water then on land.) He has a somewhat-good amount of patience.
Weaknesses: Lorèl is lean and not built for fighting, he still has his lusts to control and finds it very hard to be a father and support more than just himself, he is constantly fluttery around Love and sometimes finds it hard to control himself. And last but not least, he can’t hold himself back when presented with either a sexual-temptation, or when he is angry.
History: Lorèl was always the wolf to initiate play with his siblings and other pack-mates. His father looked down upon such acts and would constantly squabble with his mate, Lucia to get rid of him. Lorèl was deemed useless by his father for his weak personality, and decided that if he couldn’t get rid of the pup, he’d make him better.
((blah blah blah,))
I’ll insert some stuff later. Hence the reason that this is still a WIP.))
Lorèl was freshly in his first year by the time Félix Rodríguez de la Fuente and his company had come over to help re-populate the Iberian wolf breed, and had succeeded in capturing his family, himself included.
While being shipped across the Atlantic, Lorèl was separated from his family and spent a full year of his life traveling overseas, meeting exotic she-wolves, and living amongst the people secretly while other wolves aboard were placed in unknown lands to re-introduce their breed.
At each port, he would sneak off along with the numerous crates from the ship, and would introduce love to the lands, unknowingly helping with the population of wolves. But as the last wolves were landed, and the last crates were transported, he’d sneak back onto the ship and into a new adventure.
But then came the day when Lorèl was found upon the ship. He was tranquilized and transported to a land he knew not of. It was a land that was not a part of the Spanish Main that he was so used to circling through. It was the land of RotW. From there, Lorèl started a new life; but connected it to his past one by continuing his notorious reputation of loving the she-wolves. He started to know the land as Home.
He continued his reign until he met someone who could play his game…
She was the she-wolf who knew how to toy with his clever tongue and make him stutter,
She was the she-wolf who knew how to circle around him to trick that balance in his feet and make him trip,
She was the she-wolf who knew how to touch his heart rather than his body…
She was Love.
Metaphorically, and literally!
Lorèl was still in his prime when he met her. He was ready to mate, and ‘twas the mating-season; thus, he was in his prime. He and the temptress pranced around each other, with words prancing equally as lively. They tempted and they seduced. Through words and through actions, the two found themselves entangled in a web of love and lust. What they could not decipher, however, was whether or not it was Love or Lust.
After spending the season together in harmony, Lorèl and Love decided that it was most definitely love, and mated together, soon enough bearing pups. And to this day, their legacy continues to unravel…
((To read about their past, click here and here and lastly, here.))
Mother: Lucia (An Arctic Wolf who was shipped to Spain and died later due to the climate-change.)
Father: Cameron (A pure Iberian Wolf who died of old age.)
Sister 1: Margaree (One of Lorèl’s siblings who dispersed.)
Sister 2: Mekie (One of Lorèl’s siblings who dispersed.)
Sister 3: Lareena (One of Lorèl’s siblings who died of hunger.)
Pack: Lorèl was originally in his family’s own pack [the Sangom] until he dispersed to make his own pack. Unfortunately, Lorèl became addicted in the Mating Season, and kept as a loner, loving females for a part of his life before coming across the she-wolf Love, whom soon became his new addiction. He now finds himself making a pack with his mate, Love.
OOC:
Name: Anita
Experience: This is my second, official year as a role-player. I’m not that knowledgeable when it comes to wolves, but I try. I’ve role-played equines, and even felines for a short time; but my main experience held in canines. I’ve role-played dogs and now wolves. Wolves were originally my first role-playing experienced, and I kept to it while experimenting with others.
Contact: The best way to contact me is by PM. Don’t bother emailing me because I check my email only like… twice a year. Facebook is also another option, but I don’t go on that much.