Post by Clown on Jul 11, 2009 11:29:27 GMT -5
See me here in the air
Name: Douke
Name Meaning: Clowning / Clown
Aliases: Clown / Uke
Age: Two years
Gender: Males
Species: Normal Wolf
Deity: None
Not holding on to anywhere
Appearance: A deep, shallow gray coat, those who looked at it closely could see it's raincloud of an appearance. The fur was neither soft nor hard, an unfair mixture of the two. The right ear of the 'cloud' had a small flicker of a softer, brighter gray across it that went all the way around.
Though this body was indeed that of a regular wolf, it was smaller than most would think a grown wolf would be at, a runt if you may, but it was not only the size and build of this male that was off, but his fur also had two strange colors and multiple odd markings.
Circling around his left front and right hind legs were small blue circles. They dotted up slightly then back down, connecting with themselves but spaced out along the 'ankle' of the wolf.
Another blue marking would be on the side of his back, close to the top of his left hind leg. A blue star, the top of it pointing ever so slightly off to the right so it was not perfect.
As for the two other markings on the face of this wolf, they were both red. The right side being a red cross or plus sign, the left being a red tear drop. Not only that but his dull claws are a bright red.
From strange to normal, the runt male's eyes were more like that normal wolf- a shadowy black.
Height: 2 feet 3 inches
Weight: 137 lbs
Length: 4 feet 5 inches
But holding on so beware
Mate: None
Friends: None
Enemies: None
Parents: None
Siblings: None
Offspring: None
I have secrets I won’t share
Personality: Though Douke's name has the meaning of 'Clowning' or 'Clown' he does not act in that manor (most of the time). He actually has about five personalities that clash and mesh together.
Douke is a bit of a coward, afraid of a good sum of things in life. He has a strong dislike for thunder or any sound at that level. Though the true past behind this fear is unknown to even Douke himself, it is believed that it has something to do with where he was raised as a small pup.
Though there was no death in his family, Douke goes into minor shots of depression. There is no real cue to trigger these spells of sorrow, they just come upon him when he awakes some days.
In days of depression and in days of glee, Douke has one twitch in his programing. When in a battle, or fight, he snaps into a pure bloodlust. The trigger is normally the adrenaline rush he is given from the fighting, though this isn't always the case. There have been some cases in which Douke never goes into a bloodlust at all.
Douke does have his horrible sides, but there is one personna that everyone seems to enjoy to be around. It would seem wrong for his name to mean the opposite of his personality, though many rarely see the 'clown' side of Douke so they believe it is true. The majority who have ever seen this are pups that cross his path; playing games with the small wolves and doing everything in his power to make them laugh. He grew stronger on their laugher, which made him more and more like a clown. Alas, when the laugher dies so does this personna and it's back to his other four.
The other four personalities (listed above) are about one sixth each of his whole. The fifth and final one is one third, or two sixth, of it. This would be his laziness. No matter how goofy or angry Douke can get, he will always try to find an easier way to get through things. Normally not the best way of living when one is in a pack or trying to get in one, but it seems to get Douke by in life.
History: Douke was born to two messanger wolves, both horribley shocked at the pup they had made. Out of a litter of three pups, Douke was the only one who had one color on his coat, gray. His two brothers both had a brown and orange fur, no gray at all. Neither Douke's mother nor his father had gray in their dur. Scared of what Douke was or who he would become, his mother traveled to a large mountain, handing her pup over to a mother wolf there. In this mountain is where all of his memories began.
Living in the mountains, there were a good amount of loud noises, thunder and quakes. One might believe that Douke grew used to these sounds but he grew scared of them, the family of wolves he was in growing sick of his fear. He wanted rid of him but needed a reason to get him away. Then something happened.
As Douke grew towards his first year, two colors began to show themselves on his body. Knowing only messangers got three colors, not regular wolves, Douke asked his 'mothers' permission to leave to find a pack. Accepting, for she wanted him to be happy, Douke left the next day.
Living life on his own for a year now, Douke has traveled upon these lands in hopes he shall be accepted.
See me here pushing you
Pack: Loner
Rank: Loner
Extra Info: Song Lyrics (c) T.A.T.U.
