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Post by Pirate ҉ on Oct 23, 2011 23:39:33 GMT -6
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Name: Caribbean
Age: 3
Gender: Male
Species: African Wild Dog
Name of Pack: Loner
Rank: God
Weight: 83lbs
Height: 33in at shoulder
Description: Caribbean, like all African Wild Dogs, has a unique coat pattern. His facial appearance consists of a soft russet hue, while a ebony satin curtain washes over his muzzle and throat area. His irises behold an unnatural shade of mahogany, which shines brilliantly in the iridescent light. Onyx ears sprout from the top of his dome, and stretch far across the air, in an incredibly noticeable satellite like structure. The ebony shade of fur, stretches down his chest and along his forearms, which are also spotted in cream and tan blotches, in a beautiful array of colors. Sleek fur run over his wiry muscles, and along his muscular limbs and ends in a wisp of silky plumage that extends well past his rump. His maw is always pulled back in a mischievous
History: Born in the savannah, he grew up screwing up. He never pleased his father and always got a sympathetic look from his mother. Why? Why did they expect him to be something he wasn’t. Okay, fine. Maybe he wasn’t the best hunter, or very good at keeping lookout. But so what, goofing off and chasing after girls was good too, right? Right?! Well…according to “daddy” it wasn’t. So, he decided to leave, and live his life as he wanted. He left at the tender age of 8 months. He traveled far and is currently residing in the outskirts of a city. He has no knowledge of what has become of his parents or other siblings.
Where do you live? Wide open range. Currently living along the edge of the city.
Family/Friends/Enemies? His parents are both deceased and he doesn't know where his brother, Damian is currently located. He also doesn’t know what has become of his other siblings. No enemies as of yet and tends to make friends with everyone he knows.
Personality: Take a look at a pack of Wild dogs hunting. See there coordination? The grace in there stride and their minds all working as one? Notice, how every dog knows it’s directions and what to do. Not one of them breaking stride, all intent on their prey running ahead of them. You expect them to have a perfect hunt right? …Wrong. Caribbean charges out of a bush way to early, destroying the pack’s plan. The deer realizes it’s being cornered and changes direction. The hunt is foiled…. Who’s fault is it? The painted dog that is laughing sheepishly and shrugging, chuckling the words, “Redo? Hahaha, let’s redo that. Everyone! Back in places!”
You see, Bean isn’t the perfect dog. No…he is far from it. The one to screw up a hunt, or be distracted by a pretty girl. He’d rather spend his time flirting rather than feeding the pack. Which explains why he is a loner. Caribbean is laid-back, humorous and a real charmer. Who could dislike his charismatic behavior?
Sample Post: He ran and stuff.
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Post by damian on Oct 23, 2011 23:50:24 GMT -6
Accepted! Hah hah it'll be funny seeing them intteract together.  Damian can be good sometimes. |
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Post by Pirate ҉ on Oct 24, 2011 0:25:10 GMT -6
...Still better watch out for CARI-mothafuckin-BBEAN. xD
That's what he calls himself from time to time.
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Post by damian on Oct 24, 2011 7:57:33 GMT -6
Uh oh.... Snaps that gives me chills just by hearing it. O-O I better watch out.... Hah hah the brothers are so different but so alike, both bad-ass though. |
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Post by Pirate ҉ on Oct 24, 2011 12:27:58 GMT -6
Hahaha, I can WAIT till I'm ungrounded. Dx
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Damian can be good sometimes.