Post by Deleted on Mar 20, 2015 19:58:17 GMT
Through the eyes of:
-{Delsin}-
-{Delsin}-
- Answers to: Delsin and Del.|
- Endured: 11 months.|
- Aroma: Smoldering Redwoods and ash.|
- Blood indicates: Great lakes Coywolf (Great lakes wolf x Coyote).|
- Sire to: No cubs.|
- Bound to: No soul.|
- Head turns for: Males and females alike.|
- Holds the rank of: Novice Scout (Sc III).|
- Vocals akin to: Uta from Tokyo ghoul.|
- Body structure: Delsin is still in the process of growing. At the moment he is smaller than most coyotes and wolves. He currently stands at roughly 40 cm. (1.3 ft.) tall at the shoulders and generally 2 feet long. Weighing in at approximately 15 pounds, Delsin's body is sleek and slim with long, slender legs. His eyes are a light blue, he's got a shock of messy blonde fur atop his head, and over- sized floppy ears. His pelt is various shades of brown which he inherited from his mother.
- Body structure: Delsin is still in the process of growing. At the moment he is smaller than most coyotes and wolves. He currently stands at roughly 40 cm. (1.3 ft.) tall at the shoulders and generally 2 feet long. Weighing in at approximately 15 pounds, Delsin's body is sleek and slim with long, slender legs. His eyes are a light blue, he's got a shock of messy blonde fur atop his head, and over- sized floppy ears. His pelt is various shades of brown which he inherited from his mother.
Background:
In loving memory~
- Of all his siblings, Delsin was the only one who took after his mother. By the time he was born his mother had already been established within the pack, having had a litter of pups prior to his. He never got to meet some of his older siblings however, as many of them had left the pack in search of a new life. He was the last born in his litter of 5 and happened to be the smallest in build. His early puphood was relatively normal. His packmates didn't care much for him or his siblings, as their mongrel blood angered them to no end. If it weren't for his father, his mother would've been killed the moment she stepped foot into their territory. Delsin loved his father, but he adored his mother. Being the baby of the litter made him a target for name calling among his siblings, but his mother was always there for him. His little piece of heaven didn't last long however. An invading pack overtook his own, the fight ending quick as his pack scattered. Any survivors were hunted down and killed. His father was one of the many unlucky wolves who were caught while his mother managed to make it out with 2 of his siblings. He however, got separated in the scuffle. Feeling abandoned, amd unable to understand why his family was dead and gone, Delsin's psyche grew twisted. He wasn't alone for long, as he stumbled upon a pack with a member bearing a familiar scent...
(wip)
In loving memory~
