Post by Deleted on May 12, 2020 4:19:24 GMT
Moss
(because my tablet isn’t working i’m going to try my best to describe her physical appearance)
Moss is a very small thin wolf with a huge, bushy tail, a light brown pelt with dustings of what appear to be freckles spread across her cheeks and snout. Her fur is incredibly soft and she has bright blue eyes.
Scent - Pine and roses
Moss is a quiet, rather ditzy dame with an affinity for collecting stones and anything she finds to be physically unique. Courageous and dedicated, Moss is a hard worker and is often frustrated with her size and the physical limitations it provides. Because of her lack of strength, she focuses largely on agility, leaping and the element of surprise. She keeps to herself but only because she’s scared of judgement, and deep down she is an incredibly loyal ally and friend. She is, however, a daydreamer, and her companions find themselves frustrated with her lack of attention span
She is incredibly light on her paws and a quick thinker, able to adapt to any situation and has a strong will to survive. She has a big heart and is thus full of love for those around her, but she carefully tiptoes around others still due to fear of rejection.
She will not admit it but she does get attached easily, and she often shames herself for this considering it to be a sign of weakness.
70 pounds
Female
3-4 years
__________
Relationships
Esther
__________
skills:
Medical - 2/5
Gathering - 3/5
Fighting - 1/5
Scouting - 4/5
Speed - 5/5
Strength - 0/5
Stamina - 3/5
Climbing - 3/5
Swimming - 2/5
Vision - 5/5
She is very dedicated and constantly looking to improve herself, but as said, her physical size often disappoints her and she’ll go too far and promptly collapse from exhaustion.
Moss was born a runt of the litter and as such was left for dead. She eventually found herself at an abandoned farm with a stray doberman, Esther, who took her in and taught her to hunt and fend for herself. He was incredibly stern and quite the opposite of Moss, though the twos contrasting personalities complimented one another greatly and as such, they became life long friends - Almost. Esther was elderly and unfortunately passed away, leaving Moss by herself once again. Though she grieved him, she refused to feel any sorrow, knowing that he still continues guiding her through the world, and he would want her to be happy. She found herself to be quite the adventurer, and for years she adventured into the world, seeking out new journeys and comrades.
(because my tablet isn’t working i’m going to try my best to describe her physical appearance)
Moss is a very small thin wolf with a huge, bushy tail, a light brown pelt with dustings of what appear to be freckles spread across her cheeks and snout. Her fur is incredibly soft and she has bright blue eyes.
Scent - Pine and roses
Moss is a quiet, rather ditzy dame with an affinity for collecting stones and anything she finds to be physically unique. Courageous and dedicated, Moss is a hard worker and is often frustrated with her size and the physical limitations it provides. Because of her lack of strength, she focuses largely on agility, leaping and the element of surprise. She keeps to herself but only because she’s scared of judgement, and deep down she is an incredibly loyal ally and friend. She is, however, a daydreamer, and her companions find themselves frustrated with her lack of attention span
She is incredibly light on her paws and a quick thinker, able to adapt to any situation and has a strong will to survive. She has a big heart and is thus full of love for those around her, but she carefully tiptoes around others still due to fear of rejection.
She will not admit it but she does get attached easily, and she often shames herself for this considering it to be a sign of weakness.
70 pounds
Female
3-4 years
__________
Relationships
Esther
__________
skills:
Medical - 2/5
Gathering - 3/5
Fighting - 1/5
Scouting - 4/5
Speed - 5/5
Strength - 0/5
Stamina - 3/5
Climbing - 3/5
Swimming - 2/5
Vision - 5/5
She is very dedicated and constantly looking to improve herself, but as said, her physical size often disappoints her and she’ll go too far and promptly collapse from exhaustion.
Moss was born a runt of the litter and as such was left for dead. She eventually found herself at an abandoned farm with a stray doberman, Esther, who took her in and taught her to hunt and fend for herself. He was incredibly stern and quite the opposite of Moss, though the twos contrasting personalities complimented one another greatly and as such, they became life long friends - Almost. Esther was elderly and unfortunately passed away, leaving Moss by herself once again. Though she grieved him, she refused to feel any sorrow, knowing that he still continues guiding her through the world, and he would want her to be happy. She found herself to be quite the adventurer, and for years she adventured into the world, seeking out new journeys and comrades.
