Post by sunde on Jan 29, 2006 22:02:41 GMT -5
Name: Sunde Mort
Breed: Tundra Wolf
Gender: male
Age: Four years and nine months
Family: Kila ( mother, deceased) Ikan ( Father Deceased) Juran ( Brother, unknown) Yiska (Sister, Unknown)
History: Another simple day in the spring. The air cool and fragrant, and small creatures ran about after there parents. Spring was sure the greatest season. The flowers where back, life began, and the cold winters had come to an end. Now our stray will take us a little bit ahead from when Sunde was born. He will be around 8 months at the time, and that’s is when his story really began. Before that it was nothing but small Childs play. So now we are in Fall, the trees have lost it’s color, the grass is dead in most areas, and frost covers the lands at down. See now this is a bit of a better environment for our little pup. He know can hunt small prey, and is learning to become a better fighter. He has a large grudge against his parents, and he hates his siblings. So now you will find out what really happened to this pup. Find out why he is what he is today.
Okay so summer goes by and our pup, Sunde, is filled with hatred towards his kin and parents. You are asking why? Well, the reason is because he was the outcast of the family. Yes he was the oldest. The proud son of the Beta’s of the pack. The next heir, but his father pictured it other wise. He didn’t wish for him to be the beta heir. His father actually played favorites then to go by the age. So he chose his only daughter Yiska to be it. One of the reason Ikan didn’t want Sunde to be the beta, was because of the way he looked. No he was scrawny, he looked vicious, and Yiska looked caring. He looked terrifying compared to the rest, and he also had a short temper which made his father hate him more and more with each passing day. There was also one more reason. He was to commanding, and well mean. When his brother and sister played he would yell at them, and sometimes attack on or the other. Yup he sure wasn’t a good pup.
So anyway Fall continued like that he continued to grow stronger, and meaner, while his siblings and parents grew scared of him. Winter was beginning now. He was almost a year and had gotten muscle onto his entire body. He was already picking fights with grown wolves, but his dad would come and excuse him from that and later yell at him, and well hurt him by scratching him or something along those lines. Nothing seemed to work though, for the next day he would be angrier and more vicious to the pack members. Now the alpha pair where starting to have enough. The pup was destroying every shred of happiness it could. So one day the Alpha male, broke the news to Ikan. Sunde had to go. They could either get rid of the pup, or leave with him. Either way the pup needed to leave the lands and within a couple of days.
Now this is where the story makes Sunde the victim. His parents decided to abandon him. They gave him a choice to leave on his own to be forced to leave which might include death. Now Sunde, even for a pup had some smarts and told them he would leave, but they would regret it. And oh boy they sure did.
So Sunde left, and started to live on his own for about a year. He was two now, and he still could remember how his family turned it’s back on him. But now he was stronger, bigger, and well, more blood thirsty. Now he began to plan his revenge on those bastards that dared to call themselves his loving parents. His plan in mind and his heart set on watching his father plead for mercy under his paws looked all to sweet. He could feel his dads heart pound loudly against the ribs, and his paw crunching them down. A small chuckle escaped his hallow vocals and he began to move once more. He and only he would be the killer of those who had made him this. The alpha would pay as well., if he was alive.
The days slowly passed, and fall was among him. He was two and a bit more then a half, so life seemed a bit more sweet now. He was even getting ready to find himself a mate, or any plain wolf and have a couple decedents, but for now only the thoughts of his fathers blood ran though his mind. Another couple of days passed and he finally found his old pack. The pack that he was meant to be beta in. A small growl rang from under his nose and he looked around. There was his father and mother, and then he saw Yiska, but his brother was no where in sight probably left like most wolves leave there parents.
Now all he had to do was wait for his dad to be alone, or maybe just his mother. One of them would die first, but he still didn’t decided which. Aye, our Sunde was quiet a planner. Spending an entire year planning his parents death, and he was also stronger for his dad was old. Sunde, was part of there third litter. It was said that the other two either had still born or none of them lived long enough. Why he had his siblings survived? Who knows who cares. As long as he was in good shape then all was goo. Oh now before I ramble on, it seems like the father has left the den.
His father moved through the trees bordering his and his mate’s den. Nothing wrong was to happen/ He was just going to get a drink then return to his loving mate and rest. Well, he thought that was to happen, while Sunde had a different plan.
So after his father left the sight of the den, the black wolf moved swiftly down towards the entrance. He like his sister resembled his father greatly, so at first she paid no mind until the scent hit her nostrils. That’s when she jerked up and began to growl at him. She barked words of stay away, and I’m warning you but all Sunde did was laugh. He moved closer and then there was a sharp stinging pain. His mother had scratched the shoulder in warning but it just made him slow down for a moment. Then you could see the black body move forward until his mother was pressed against the den wall. She then began to plead, and he attacked her. The two began to fight. Sunde got his face, stomach and haunch hurt, and then he got his mom pinned. Both panting for air Sunde sunk his claws into her thought. There was some struggle but then it all ended. It was over. Well, his mom was. Now for his dad. He would need to fix himself up first, because his dad would probably be in a rage when he saw him again.
Now, when Sunde returned in a couple days, he found his father mourning over his lost mate. Touching, chya right. Stupid bastard should have know better then get rid of your own kid. Well, once Ikan noticed Sunde he did go into rage. His fur bristled and claws etching at the ground. He attacked. Sunde was pinned, and Ikan was scarping away. A lot of the flesh was scraped away, and Sunde meagerly winced at the pain. He had a mission and he wasn’t going to cry during it. His hind legs pulled in and then pressed deeply into his father gut. His father gave off an oof sound and fell to the ground trying to get air back. This was Sunde’s chance. He the same as with his mother pinned his dad to the ground. His left paw pressed against his ribs, and gentle cracking noises could be heard. Then there was the sound of his father gasping for air. The broken bones must have cut into the lungs, for his father suffocated.
No that wasn’t enough though. The male began to scratch at his father. He wanted to see his flesh, to see his bones, and origins he just wanted to make sure he was dead. A couple minutes into his investigation when he heard the sound of other wolves. He had to end it here. He stopped and growled lightly scratching his father across the face and then running away. Blood pouring of his body, both his and his father. His legs out stretched, helping him glide over the land. It all felt so good. He had killed two wolves and he wanted to do it again, or just cause someone pain.
That he did, for the next two years all Sunde did, was hurt ones mentally and physically. A she wolf fell for him, she allowed them to mate, but Sunde then took of. Another time a wolf tried to become friend with him, he got a broken paw and never saw the black wolf again. So you see children. There is no happy little ending how our wolf finds love and has pups that he would stay with. Nope he is just interested in gore, nothing else.
Description: So you want to know how the murder looks like? Well, then please read on and find out. He like his father is fully black. Nothing on his fur but the deep coal color, that the shadows hide so well. He also has a couple scars located on his body. Most are covered by the thick fur but the one that mainly sticks out is the one on his chest. His father gave him that. His eyes are a goldish, dark brown, and his ears are round at the ends. His fur rather sleek, and then bushy at the tail. Claws a dark black, as is the nose. Muscular frame, and well that’s mainly it. There is nothing else that he has. His fur could be silkier when groomed but then he is rather lazy to appeal to the ladies.
Personality: Ah how does are little Sunde act? Well, lets see. He is like you can find out, rather crud to others. He hates large crowds, hates being in the presence of a goody wolf that would do whatever to make him feel better. He doesn’t like other males much, because they remind him of his father. He isn’t to social and he also doesn’t like to be seen by any. No he isn’t shy, he just hates company. Yes he would like to have a friend, and maybe someday get a mate, but with the way he acts it rather hard. His life mainly consist or running around and scaring animals or other wolves, picking fights, or just dozing about and thinking. Yes thinking. He might not seem like one but he enjoys to think, and day dream.
He also has a couple fears. He fears of becoming kind, of finding love but not being able to get the feeling back. He also fears of dieing. Yes the killer fears of being killed, but then who doesn’t? He feels like most and he might show a smile in happiness, but that is one of the rarest things ever.
What Pack: Raging Fury
Breed: Tundra Wolf
Gender: male
Age: Four years and nine months
Family: Kila ( mother, deceased) Ikan ( Father Deceased) Juran ( Brother, unknown) Yiska (Sister, Unknown)
History: Another simple day in the spring. The air cool and fragrant, and small creatures ran about after there parents. Spring was sure the greatest season. The flowers where back, life began, and the cold winters had come to an end. Now our stray will take us a little bit ahead from when Sunde was born. He will be around 8 months at the time, and that’s is when his story really began. Before that it was nothing but small Childs play. So now we are in Fall, the trees have lost it’s color, the grass is dead in most areas, and frost covers the lands at down. See now this is a bit of a better environment for our little pup. He know can hunt small prey, and is learning to become a better fighter. He has a large grudge against his parents, and he hates his siblings. So now you will find out what really happened to this pup. Find out why he is what he is today.
Okay so summer goes by and our pup, Sunde, is filled with hatred towards his kin and parents. You are asking why? Well, the reason is because he was the outcast of the family. Yes he was the oldest. The proud son of the Beta’s of the pack. The next heir, but his father pictured it other wise. He didn’t wish for him to be the beta heir. His father actually played favorites then to go by the age. So he chose his only daughter Yiska to be it. One of the reason Ikan didn’t want Sunde to be the beta, was because of the way he looked. No he was scrawny, he looked vicious, and Yiska looked caring. He looked terrifying compared to the rest, and he also had a short temper which made his father hate him more and more with each passing day. There was also one more reason. He was to commanding, and well mean. When his brother and sister played he would yell at them, and sometimes attack on or the other. Yup he sure wasn’t a good pup.
So anyway Fall continued like that he continued to grow stronger, and meaner, while his siblings and parents grew scared of him. Winter was beginning now. He was almost a year and had gotten muscle onto his entire body. He was already picking fights with grown wolves, but his dad would come and excuse him from that and later yell at him, and well hurt him by scratching him or something along those lines. Nothing seemed to work though, for the next day he would be angrier and more vicious to the pack members. Now the alpha pair where starting to have enough. The pup was destroying every shred of happiness it could. So one day the Alpha male, broke the news to Ikan. Sunde had to go. They could either get rid of the pup, or leave with him. Either way the pup needed to leave the lands and within a couple of days.
Now this is where the story makes Sunde the victim. His parents decided to abandon him. They gave him a choice to leave on his own to be forced to leave which might include death. Now Sunde, even for a pup had some smarts and told them he would leave, but they would regret it. And oh boy they sure did.
So Sunde left, and started to live on his own for about a year. He was two now, and he still could remember how his family turned it’s back on him. But now he was stronger, bigger, and well, more blood thirsty. Now he began to plan his revenge on those bastards that dared to call themselves his loving parents. His plan in mind and his heart set on watching his father plead for mercy under his paws looked all to sweet. He could feel his dads heart pound loudly against the ribs, and his paw crunching them down. A small chuckle escaped his hallow vocals and he began to move once more. He and only he would be the killer of those who had made him this. The alpha would pay as well., if he was alive.
The days slowly passed, and fall was among him. He was two and a bit more then a half, so life seemed a bit more sweet now. He was even getting ready to find himself a mate, or any plain wolf and have a couple decedents, but for now only the thoughts of his fathers blood ran though his mind. Another couple of days passed and he finally found his old pack. The pack that he was meant to be beta in. A small growl rang from under his nose and he looked around. There was his father and mother, and then he saw Yiska, but his brother was no where in sight probably left like most wolves leave there parents.
Now all he had to do was wait for his dad to be alone, or maybe just his mother. One of them would die first, but he still didn’t decided which. Aye, our Sunde was quiet a planner. Spending an entire year planning his parents death, and he was also stronger for his dad was old. Sunde, was part of there third litter. It was said that the other two either had still born or none of them lived long enough. Why he had his siblings survived? Who knows who cares. As long as he was in good shape then all was goo. Oh now before I ramble on, it seems like the father has left the den.
His father moved through the trees bordering his and his mate’s den. Nothing wrong was to happen/ He was just going to get a drink then return to his loving mate and rest. Well, he thought that was to happen, while Sunde had a different plan.
So after his father left the sight of the den, the black wolf moved swiftly down towards the entrance. He like his sister resembled his father greatly, so at first she paid no mind until the scent hit her nostrils. That’s when she jerked up and began to growl at him. She barked words of stay away, and I’m warning you but all Sunde did was laugh. He moved closer and then there was a sharp stinging pain. His mother had scratched the shoulder in warning but it just made him slow down for a moment. Then you could see the black body move forward until his mother was pressed against the den wall. She then began to plead, and he attacked her. The two began to fight. Sunde got his face, stomach and haunch hurt, and then he got his mom pinned. Both panting for air Sunde sunk his claws into her thought. There was some struggle but then it all ended. It was over. Well, his mom was. Now for his dad. He would need to fix himself up first, because his dad would probably be in a rage when he saw him again.
Now, when Sunde returned in a couple days, he found his father mourning over his lost mate. Touching, chya right. Stupid bastard should have know better then get rid of your own kid. Well, once Ikan noticed Sunde he did go into rage. His fur bristled and claws etching at the ground. He attacked. Sunde was pinned, and Ikan was scarping away. A lot of the flesh was scraped away, and Sunde meagerly winced at the pain. He had a mission and he wasn’t going to cry during it. His hind legs pulled in and then pressed deeply into his father gut. His father gave off an oof sound and fell to the ground trying to get air back. This was Sunde’s chance. He the same as with his mother pinned his dad to the ground. His left paw pressed against his ribs, and gentle cracking noises could be heard. Then there was the sound of his father gasping for air. The broken bones must have cut into the lungs, for his father suffocated.
No that wasn’t enough though. The male began to scratch at his father. He wanted to see his flesh, to see his bones, and origins he just wanted to make sure he was dead. A couple minutes into his investigation when he heard the sound of other wolves. He had to end it here. He stopped and growled lightly scratching his father across the face and then running away. Blood pouring of his body, both his and his father. His legs out stretched, helping him glide over the land. It all felt so good. He had killed two wolves and he wanted to do it again, or just cause someone pain.
That he did, for the next two years all Sunde did, was hurt ones mentally and physically. A she wolf fell for him, she allowed them to mate, but Sunde then took of. Another time a wolf tried to become friend with him, he got a broken paw and never saw the black wolf again. So you see children. There is no happy little ending how our wolf finds love and has pups that he would stay with. Nope he is just interested in gore, nothing else.
Description: So you want to know how the murder looks like? Well, then please read on and find out. He like his father is fully black. Nothing on his fur but the deep coal color, that the shadows hide so well. He also has a couple scars located on his body. Most are covered by the thick fur but the one that mainly sticks out is the one on his chest. His father gave him that. His eyes are a goldish, dark brown, and his ears are round at the ends. His fur rather sleek, and then bushy at the tail. Claws a dark black, as is the nose. Muscular frame, and well that’s mainly it. There is nothing else that he has. His fur could be silkier when groomed but then he is rather lazy to appeal to the ladies.
Personality: Ah how does are little Sunde act? Well, lets see. He is like you can find out, rather crud to others. He hates large crowds, hates being in the presence of a goody wolf that would do whatever to make him feel better. He doesn’t like other males much, because they remind him of his father. He isn’t to social and he also doesn’t like to be seen by any. No he isn’t shy, he just hates company. Yes he would like to have a friend, and maybe someday get a mate, but with the way he acts it rather hard. His life mainly consist or running around and scaring animals or other wolves, picking fights, or just dozing about and thinking. Yes thinking. He might not seem like one but he enjoys to think, and day dream.
He also has a couple fears. He fears of becoming kind, of finding love but not being able to get the feeling back. He also fears of dieing. Yes the killer fears of being killed, but then who doesn’t? He feels like most and he might show a smile in happiness, but that is one of the rarest things ever.
What Pack: Raging Fury