Joined: May 2005 Gender: Female Posts: 3 Location: The River
Boomslang « Thread Started on May 27, 2005, 6:39pm »
Boomslang
Name~ Boomslang Age~ 2 Years Gender~ Lord Linage~ Grey Wolf
Personality~ A sweet, gentle wolf. He is like a big dog, just born and raised in the wild. His heart was set on finding a pack and taking place as alpha, like he was born to do. He is a very stern leader and would do wonderous things. That was long ago, now he is simply a loner. He will gladly take the chance if he has one, but he has given up on distant dreams. A year has passed since he last saw the land to be his, and a year he went missing it along with his family and friends. He managed to get through the rough times and named them a nightmare. Times were hard but he lived. Now he wishes for a mate to love and care for. Although it is still engraved in his mind to find one, deep down the last year let him know that something this wonderful couldn't be given by a night under the stars with a femme. He had to love, and after his dissapearance from the pack, that was also something distant.
History~ As a pup, heir to his pack, a great famine had struck over the land. The pack had already gone two years without most food, and with this only had one pup. The famine ended a few months after his birth. Luckily he and most his pack survived. Unfortunatly, every story has a downfall. He decided to take an exploration by the river. Boomslang was taken in the river and washed upon the bank miles from home. He was weakened temporarily by the water. The water rushed in and he nearly drowned many times. Only faith kept his head above water and his heart below heaven. Things like his scences were weakened for a while. His weak scences kept him from returning home. He longed for home more than anything else. His family more than leadership. Although he was taught all the skills of being a leader, his heart had long been gone for wishing for one.