Post by erhiia on Mar 10, 2018 1:46:00 GMT
Israeha De Luca
Erhiia
Female
Three Years Old
Straight
Recruit
Italian Wolf
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Dire Wolf
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Dire Wolf
No Preset
Appearance & Info
Roleplay Sample
The distant, soft rumbling of the darkened skies echoed throughout the large pine forest. The aura was much darker than usual and the smaller usual critters were nowhere to be seen. The birds didn't sing, the crickets didn't chirp; there was silence. A small tapping noise began to take over the silence as the dark clouds moved closer above the heart of the forest. The large canines' paws sunk into the soft earth as she tread throughout the area. The light beige tufts across her body took a darker tone as the light rain water absorbed into her fur. She exhaled a huff of warm air, leaving behind a small puff of fog. Her pace remained slow and constant as she lowered her head to the damp earth. Her nose picked up the remaining scent of the wild hare before the rain washed it away. She let out another huff before accelerating into a trot, in attempt to catch up with her soon to be meal. The lingering thought of hunger consumed her mind as she persistently followed the dying trail. It had been almost three days since her last meal. Her small migration to new lands was longer than she had anticipated, and it was barren of any food along the way.
The rumbling and grumbling of the atmosphere became louder and the rain fell harder. The trail was depleted of the hares scent thanks to the rainfall. Israeha slowed her pace, seeing how it was no longer worth her time to try and follow a trail that led to Oblivion, 'Maybe next time,' She thought to herself and she searched for shelter. After another few minutes of walking aimlessly through the unfamiliar territory, she was met with a fallen log with a hole dug underneath it. There was a faint scent of a vixen he previously resided here, Nonetheless, she crawled into the small den and curled her body up to retain warmth until the storm had passed.
The rumbling and grumbling of the atmosphere became louder and the rain fell harder. The trail was depleted of the hares scent thanks to the rainfall. Israeha slowed her pace, seeing how it was no longer worth her time to try and follow a trail that led to Oblivion, 'Maybe next time,' She thought to herself and she searched for shelter. After another few minutes of walking aimlessly through the unfamiliar territory, she was met with a fallen log with a hole dug underneath it. There was a faint scent of a vixen he previously resided here, Nonetheless, she crawled into the small den and curled her body up to retain warmth until the storm had passed.
Other
Activity Level (1-10):
7-8 unless I have something such as a recital or exams {I will let the staff know before hand}.
What are you looking forward to in RR?:
I am looking to having the chance to role-play with active and experienced role-players who are, in hopes, of equal or similar skill level, as well as improving my own skills along the way. I also am looking forward to a new community of people to share and make new memories with.
FH user: Erhiia
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