hmm. He's very nice looking, so Ill give it a shot. ;D
Name: Saddle
Age: roughly 3 moons.
Gender: Male
Breed: Grey wolf and Alittle bit of Dire.
Personality: Saddle is the tough type. He's a loner, and likes being that way. Saddle is abit of a player, however, and tends to mess with females feelings. He also is smart, and very witty, as a fox is. He's sly, and knows how to lie himself out of trouble. However, after a life threating situation, Saddle is left with a mental illness that changes his personality, his life takes a new spin. After the Incident, Saddle is let delirious, and he tends to see things that is out of the ordinary. Sometimes these things tell him to kill, or injur those he cares about most-including himself. He tends to be very pessimistic (Negitive) and has strange thoughts about random things. The dark tends to scare him, and make his raging thoughts worse...
Likes: Light, Suicide (My Character... not killing himself xD), Stitches(my stitches ;]), The color orange, the moon and stars, street lights, flashlights... anykind of light in general, Being free, when hes 'left alone' from these 'things'...
Dislikes: Darkness, Death, His thoughts, what he sees, Being pessimistic, Being afraid, hurting others and Dark Rain...
Wants: Suicide (Again, my chara), To be free from his thoughts... and a orange necklace/collar/marking under his eye.
Fears: Killing the ones he cares about, mostly his two best friends-Suicide and Stitches- Death, and complete darkness/being alone.
What I shall do with Saddle: Well, first off, I may want to change his name, but its no big deal if i cant. ;D I will put him in
Resentment obviously. Roleplay with him, draw him, and never leave him abandoned. Also, He will overcome his visions eventually, and will get his own pack! which I will hold a contest for!
Heres a little writting sample...
The Brightly colored male looked at His mother with curiousness and frustration. "why cant I touch the orange orb..." he wondered, still stairing at his mother, as if tempted to touch the orb anyway. His mother looked at him with a stern anger, and hatred.
"Don't touch it.." She warned, her mate cooning her to leave the small pup alone and rest with him. After a few moments of their silent convorsation, he touch the orb, amazed by its bright Orange shine. This, however, he regretted doing as his mother picked him up and threw him against the cold den wall. The pup yelped and whined. His mother, Seisa, picked up the small crying pup and set him outside the den in a bush. "Dont come back." She growled, trotting back to her mate, who did'nt seem to care that his pup was just abused.
The pup, Saddle, Whimpered, only to be gathered in the Jaws of a large Dire... Akeelah. "Ill raise you, young pup" she cooned. Akeelah was'nt one to do something nice for some random pup... but this young one was different. He was the kin of the one she once called mother...
