RPING SAMPLES!
In this first one, it's a wolf named Ghost Flame, bascially he IS a ghost dead..and at this moment he is being reunited with a faye that he thinks was his lover when he was once alive...ok here
Quielty, orbs shifted 'pon her form, it searched and explored her every feature, every curve. Back straightened in surprise, at once sweet timber was now cut and edgy. He seemed to creepy backwards by this new faye, not wanting to believe she had changed.
After a moment or so he looked the ground ashamed that his expression had shown off too much then he intended too. Brute gave a gruff grunt with a nod, as the moon cascaded it's curse upon their two silhouetted forms in the milky light, quietly his eyes escaped back to hers, and he seemed to stare into them, he wasn't sure but he wanted to know if there is, or ever was another Tsukikage. And so here he sat trying to uncage her darkest fears, or her most whispered secrets.
The wind gently caressed pelt as it wavered like a fading image in the pipes of whispers, his eyes following down 'er torso, to up her maw, past forehead and down back to end of tail, a shrill cry peircing as a chill down spine as his eyes grazed o'er somehow different physique.Wings opened quietly to block the moons light from giving her a glow in the night, and he studied her once more.
A few more moments of life passed, and he heaved a sigh of disappointment, she had changed indeed, he did not want to believe it and so forced this confession to the back of his mind. Silver dragons gliders fluttered for a moment in excercise, to release the dew, and blodd which clinged to it, to release the pain which stabbed them, and to release the tension he had.
Tassel made a slight motion to curl upwards but stopped at mid-point and unfurled to lay dead 'pon the soakened ground below. The grass 'neath massive mammoth paws fluttered, whisping a scream to escape his brutal crush. Once more his eyes rested on hers, nares flaring trying to find a scent maybe that concluded this to be the true Tsukikage he had once met 'pon the borders of this Enchanted Land Of Death and Power.
This next one is Ghost Flame AGAIN, heh and he had just come back from a long long absense for an unknown reason..basically the pack had just come active again so he was back as a ghost once more to haunt the others..ok here post
A gently bitter growl merged forth from the protective ivy, as slowly two large misted pale orbs opened for all to see, the moon peered down upon them as they streaked a bright white from the light. Daggers bared slightly as the beast awoke from his slumber, bulk arising he merged forth slinking out like a snake.
Nares flaring he scoped out the land of its scents, tassel flicked as in the distance a lighting bolt attacked the earth, his growl flaring higher and stronger as it vibrated in boa, his whole body tingling with a sensation to run free. Top o' maw wrinkled as daggers maroon stained bared below in a snarl, as jaw opened widely in a yawn of awakening. Back spine arched his blades rolled once backwards, a deafening crack was heard o' the ironed bones.
Gently one wing opened as cob webs shifted out of them, as his silver blood through his aveolis spilled their contents of his life, slowly the next wing stretched out in pain, and he then slightly untensed. The gliders stood tall and powerful as if those of a dragon, the soft silvered fur atop the mighty flyers fluttered gently in the wind.
Orbs once more looked about as nares flared, he contiued to snarl, his growl of threat arising in the nights crisp veil of frost and death.
Auds quickly twitched at the sound of voices near by, and then the sizzling and screams of a flame, he snickered slightly "Ah, old friend of mine I assume." the beast stiffly slauntered t'wards the two femmes, one he had not seen in so long, and the other he had no memory of. A bitter smirk was etched 'pon plush as he neared.
next one is ghost flame AGAIN, meh..here he is greeting the alpha, and meeting another wolf for the first time
A slight grunt was given to Silver Mist in return to her greet "Good day m'lady" he gruffly said, allowing a bow to be given, top o' crania exposed. He astood once more stiffly, hues were almost ghost like as he watched the two femmes.
Orbs gently rested 'pon the other femme and he watched her in curiousity, she was..small he thought, and snickered slightly, as auds erected listening to the gentle words of Silver Mist, while orbs concentrated on Dream Walker. He gave another grunt looking back to Silver Mist "Tis been a long time since I have seen thee, one is greatly sorry for my absence, yet I return to you not in body, neither soul for neither I own.." haunches gently fell at that as the moon ran through him eerily, he faded slightly away in the breeze, his image began to blurr as if his body wanted to leave with the wind, yet talons bared as that of an eagles he held tight to the earth.
Quietly he watched Silver Mist, back straight in solution, as auds were erected trying to catch any breathe she made or any word she spoke. Tassel gently wrapped 'round hind pillars, chest heaving he became larger. Wings gently folded 'pon sides as he gave an impatient clear o' his throat.
NExt one ish Ghost Flame ONCE MORE and here he is meeting Claiff again, a wolf once b4 he did not get along with...meh
A bitter growl slowly came alive, it had not been used in so long, yet he betrayed it's yearning to proceed, and he gave a stiff nod to Claiff, either way he was going to have to live with this one. The thought of breaking down a problem wall allowed a smile come forth he gruffly allowed timber to spill "Nice to see thee too Claiff, I greatly apologize to thee, one had been greatly..." he laughed slightly, yet it sounded bitter "how should I say...stubborn in the past?" brows raised he grinned, fangs bared.
Optics swiveled about to Silver Mist and he nodded showing he agreed "Aye, I agree m'lady. You are right once again, no matter how dark it is your soul is always the light." he smiled to her gently, just before his attention was given to DreamWalker, he looked her over once more and answered Claiff's statement "Nay, she hasn't told me her name, a'las I know now." he gave a bow to her "Tis an honour to meet thee." stiffly he returned to his solitary stance of a sit, trying his best to allow his back straight, but no matter how much he tried it would almost slouch and arch as if he was an over grown hyena or large vulture.
Tassel beat the ground contently, as optics gazed from one canine to the next, once again he tried to straighten his back and finally succeeded, he gazed about quite proud of himself. Blades tensed, the bones then rolled back, a loud crack and clap was heard as they clattered and moved. Musscles once again relaxing he gazed to the floor, very quiet for once, wings giving a gentle russle.
in this one a faye had done something odd..and something weird happens to him when he checks out wats going wrong
The beast stared awkwardly at Dream Walker, her sudden..er, actions put him in total bewilderment. Optics grazed o'er 'er form as he studied how she lay, he nodded quietly to Silver Mist "Aye, you are right, she breathes the death air." form un-coiled as he astood, mammoth paws proceeded closer to the faye, dial lowering his nares flared, and with a loud clear inhale he sniffed her. He suddenly stood back, rump bumping into Claiff's chest, he wheezed and snorted, dial shaking vigoriously to extinguish what ever had made him act this way. Bulk bucked as each loud sneeze came, he had no idea what had come over him. Wings opened wide flapping as if to try and calm him down.
After a few moments he began to breathe again properly, large breathes being taken in from the cold, his stumich heaving, his chest puffing. Nares gave a last snort, and satisfied he gazed to Silver Mist, a quizzical look on his face, then his gazed turned to Claiff, and a slight embaressed sheepish grin came "Sorry Claiff..didn't mean to bump into you." haunches fell, his final gaze fell back on Dream Walker. Tassel wrapped 'round hind pillars, as his back arched slightly, what was it about her scent that made him buck so? T'was deffinatly not her 'smell' scent..no, he actually thought she smelled nice, a odd smile came forth as he thought this, yet he quickly replace it with a stern face, jaw set.
Bulk shifted uncomfortably, he didn't know how to explain to the others what had just happened.He was just as confused as they probably were, and yet he awaited the curious stares, the craving questions on what the hell and why on earth he had just done what he did.
that is all for now, ghost flame is basically my best rp char. i have rped with in wolves..umm...there are more samples to coem from wolves such as Star, Snowflake, and MUCH more evil, and some good chars. :) |
