Post by huneata on Dec 24, 2008 5:46:37 GMT -5
Name: Cannon
Gender: Male
Species: Lynx
Age: 4 years and 2 months
Alliance: Retaliation Pack
Rank: 2nd in Command
Appearance:
Cannon's pelt is milky beige smothered with black oblong spots and darker fur on his haunches. His "beard" is the same as his pelt with black streaks in closer to the center. His fur grows paler and the spots smaller along his unusually large paws. Along with the color of his fur it's texture and thickness change. All along his pelt his fur is very thin sparse except for his haunches, where the color darkens. Along his paws they are even less thick and even more sparse.
Cannon's irises are a dark, dull amber. This color eye is very common in lynxes. His pupils are a deep black. Overall his eyes are very average.
His face has a feral and wild appearance. His face is common as well. His muzzle is short and strong. Behind his lips are very sharp teeth, but his claws are extremely sharper.
His build is mostly for strength, although he is not slow. His strong muscles propel him forward while he runs. He is a little bit short, but nobody notices too much.
Personality:
Cannon is a little conceded and really stubborn. He is ambitious and wants to rule Retaliation Pack someday. He enjoys fighting and he is okay with hunting, although he doesn't enjoy it. He works hard in what he does and has a hard time quitting unless whatever he was doing is done one hundred percent correct.
His sanity is in perfect condition, unlike some members of his pack. He considers himself lucky and he (currently) couldn't ask for anything more. Except, of course, to be leader of Retaliation Pack someday. For the time being he is content being who he is.
History:
Cannon is a lynx of Retaliation Pack, born and raised there. His mother, Stella and his father, Bullet were both members of the pack. Bullet was born a rogue, but became a well-liked member of the pack. His father's dream was to become leader of Retaliation Pack, but he only made it to Second in Command before being killed in a battle with the cougars. His mother wanted Cannon to take over and be Second in Command but he was still just over a year old and more experienced lynxes were chosen. He trained every day, but never got his position. But then the old Second in Command perished when he went to deliver a message to the lions of The Black Lark. He was one of the expected choices to be chosen even at his young age of three, but again he was passed by. Just a few months later the leader died and the deputy moved up leaving an empty space for Second I Command again. He trained harder than ever at this point. He finally got the position and kept training so he could one day become leader of Retaliation Pack. The rest we will have to find out.
RP Example: This is an insane character of mine from Warrior's Forest. And trust me. He's REALLY insane.
As the white newcomer with darker gray splotches slipped out of the shadows his one good eye looked over the she-cat. Her breathing had stopped altogether, and he looked at a tom walking quickly away from the area. He had seen the beating and had noticed how cruel it was, to make the she-cat die fighting for her life when she herself had delivered the final blow. Then he had forced the air out of her lungs killing her. A notable tactic. As he looked her over once more he saw that this was Destiny. " Tisk, tisk, tisk... Such a waste... You would have made a fine deputy in my band of rogues. I guess Kodiak is the one I'm after now..."
After laughing manically until his body racked with coughs he pondered what would happen to the she-cat. He bent down so that his nose was no more than a whisker's length in front of hers. "You did well my friend; fighting to your very last breath. You were brave. I WILL avenge you. That is, IF Kodiak decides not to become MY deputy. Now...... what..... to.... do with..... you," his words interrupted with coughing.
As he looked up he saw a bat fly past. He leaped up and hooked a claw in one wing tearing it from the creature. As it fell to the ground he bit it swiftly killing it. As he bit into it he licked his muzzle. Fresh blood was one of his favorite things see, feel, scent, and most of all taste. It had been quite some time since he had seen cat blood. That was, until Kodiak had killed Destiny. A thought buzzed in his head. "I wonder.. Cat blood and bat blood... the difference?" he licked over Destiny's pelt. "Cat blood... Mmmmm. Cats shall be my new prey. I shall stalk them like prey..."
He cackled and raced into the shadows as he heard the sound of paw steps. He ran through the shadows into a new territory, until he came upon a metal shed.
Picture: www.ens-newswire.com/ens/may2006/20060522_lynx.jpg
Theme Song: Rent - What You Own
Other:
Gender: Male
Species: Lynx
Age: 4 years and 2 months
Alliance: Retaliation Pack
Rank: 2nd in Command
Appearance:
Cannon's pelt is milky beige smothered with black oblong spots and darker fur on his haunches. His "beard" is the same as his pelt with black streaks in closer to the center. His fur grows paler and the spots smaller along his unusually large paws. Along with the color of his fur it's texture and thickness change. All along his pelt his fur is very thin sparse except for his haunches, where the color darkens. Along his paws they are even less thick and even more sparse.
Cannon's irises are a dark, dull amber. This color eye is very common in lynxes. His pupils are a deep black. Overall his eyes are very average.
His face has a feral and wild appearance. His face is common as well. His muzzle is short and strong. Behind his lips are very sharp teeth, but his claws are extremely sharper.
His build is mostly for strength, although he is not slow. His strong muscles propel him forward while he runs. He is a little bit short, but nobody notices too much.
Personality:
Cannon is a little conceded and really stubborn. He is ambitious and wants to rule Retaliation Pack someday. He enjoys fighting and he is okay with hunting, although he doesn't enjoy it. He works hard in what he does and has a hard time quitting unless whatever he was doing is done one hundred percent correct.
His sanity is in perfect condition, unlike some members of his pack. He considers himself lucky and he (currently) couldn't ask for anything more. Except, of course, to be leader of Retaliation Pack someday. For the time being he is content being who he is.
History:
Cannon is a lynx of Retaliation Pack, born and raised there. His mother, Stella and his father, Bullet were both members of the pack. Bullet was born a rogue, but became a well-liked member of the pack. His father's dream was to become leader of Retaliation Pack, but he only made it to Second in Command before being killed in a battle with the cougars. His mother wanted Cannon to take over and be Second in Command but he was still just over a year old and more experienced lynxes were chosen. He trained every day, but never got his position. But then the old Second in Command perished when he went to deliver a message to the lions of The Black Lark. He was one of the expected choices to be chosen even at his young age of three, but again he was passed by. Just a few months later the leader died and the deputy moved up leaving an empty space for Second I Command again. He trained harder than ever at this point. He finally got the position and kept training so he could one day become leader of Retaliation Pack. The rest we will have to find out.
RP Example: This is an insane character of mine from Warrior's Forest. And trust me. He's REALLY insane.
As the white newcomer with darker gray splotches slipped out of the shadows his one good eye looked over the she-cat. Her breathing had stopped altogether, and he looked at a tom walking quickly away from the area. He had seen the beating and had noticed how cruel it was, to make the she-cat die fighting for her life when she herself had delivered the final blow. Then he had forced the air out of her lungs killing her. A notable tactic. As he looked her over once more he saw that this was Destiny. " Tisk, tisk, tisk... Such a waste... You would have made a fine deputy in my band of rogues. I guess Kodiak is the one I'm after now..."
After laughing manically until his body racked with coughs he pondered what would happen to the she-cat. He bent down so that his nose was no more than a whisker's length in front of hers. "You did well my friend; fighting to your very last breath. You were brave. I WILL avenge you. That is, IF Kodiak decides not to become MY deputy. Now...... what..... to.... do with..... you," his words interrupted with coughing.
As he looked up he saw a bat fly past. He leaped up and hooked a claw in one wing tearing it from the creature. As it fell to the ground he bit it swiftly killing it. As he bit into it he licked his muzzle. Fresh blood was one of his favorite things see, feel, scent, and most of all taste. It had been quite some time since he had seen cat blood. That was, until Kodiak had killed Destiny. A thought buzzed in his head. "I wonder.. Cat blood and bat blood... the difference?" he licked over Destiny's pelt. "Cat blood... Mmmmm. Cats shall be my new prey. I shall stalk them like prey..."
He cackled and raced into the shadows as he heard the sound of paw steps. He ran through the shadows into a new territory, until he came upon a metal shed.
Picture: www.ens-newswire.com/ens/may2006/20060522_lynx.jpg
Theme Song: Rent - What You Own
Other: