famous living [DEAD]

[>>Séance]

by streetlight, this dark night
a séance down below.

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full name; séance
age; 36 months
alliance; roamer
breed; arctic wolf

i'm just a ghost
so i can't hurt you anymore

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tail; pure white and with a, usually, thick coat of fur
eyes; one eye, on the left, is a clear, crystal-like blue. the other one is a deep brown, which could be mistaken for black at first glance.
full physical description; there is not much to say about séance's appearance. his is a ghastly white, bicoloured eyes, and a slim build. under moonlight, which is how he is most commonly seen, he looks likes almost like a ghost. his body has neither strength nor agility for its structure. séance is, however, very good at laying low and unseen. not being the largest of wolves, he can fit into small or difficult spaces.

you wanna see
how far i can sink?

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likes;

• ominous scenery and weather
  
• nighttime
  
• eclipses
  

strengths;

• self control
  
• intelligent
  
• small body; can easily hide or duck out of trouble (sometimes referred to as "vanish")
  
• strategist
  
• leader
  

weaknesses;

• sarcastic
  
• arrogant
  
• not much physical strength
  
• not very fast
  
• sometimes cold (therefore rejecting)
  

favorite saying; "ouch. it bites."
favorite food; he prefers fish, or anything else of that nature
full personality; the arctic wolf is prone to rolling eyes and scowling. when he first mets someone, he immediately puts on his sarcastic and arrogant act. for this, often wolves give up trying to work with him. the majority of the time, he keeps that air of superiorness. although, morally, he looks down at no certain wolf regardless of their position. he has no hate towards slaves nor their masters.

drain all the blood
and give the kids a show!

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mother; bride; deceased
father; studio; deceased
full history; the white wolf grew up in a small pack. séance was the strongest of his litter and was paired with the only female of the alpha's litter. such arrangements were not uncommon in their minor pack. he grew up, being best friends with his future mate, mystery. she was nearly the only one who really accepted séance. all the other pups tended to be fearful of the ghost-like wolf.
jokes were often pointed at him, being called undead or haunting spirit. although finding the names pretty cool titles, séance knew they meant it spitefully. they eventually stuck to the name "freak". at times, he would reflect on their words, starting to grew more sensitive to them. mystery tried to comfort him but it never did him any good.
towards his adolescence, his siblings and their friends became more and more cold. finally, one of his brothers decided to try to court mystery. she seemed to fall for him too quickly and soon enough started to act differently around séance. regardless of the amount of time they still spent together, mystery as becoming more distant.
at a time, when séance was sulking, she had the nerve to tell him how stupid he was being. how oversensitive. "perhaps," she had suggested "they're right." her words twisted a nerve. she agreed that he was a freak. séance then lost it, first screaming in anger at his mate and then screeching his sorrow. there was something about his screaming voice that made the whole pack retreat in fear.
from this, seance became a completely different character. the arctic wolf rejected any kind of sympathy or, overall, kindness. his tongue became sharper and his action more thought out. mystery gave up on him, after he threw insults at her daily. he became so distant from the pack (only being approached for advice), he eventually just left. without a trace.

words i though
i'd chock upon

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did you read the rules?; aye (:
roleplay example;

The sun was slowly lifted itself out of the horizon. The Mountbatten pink wolf had waken moments before hand. Muscles were sore from the distance he had ran the previous day. With hopes of finding a better, more comfortable resting place. Realized, he did, it was foolish to run all that way in one evening. Regardless it had happened and it was over with. Right now his main focus was getting a nice morning meal. He raised his maw towards the air and breathed in the air.

Laced with dew and the scent of leaves. He slowly shut together his mouth, leaving his head still in the air. He then took in deep, short sniffs. Through all the forest and morning smells, he could seek out the stench of rabbit. Lowered his head and his lips curled into a smile. The movement in his stomach reminded him more of his hunger. With any luck, he could catch this puny creature. Gingerly, he tried to trace the scent.

As he stalked through the undergrowth, his paw snapped a lone twig. An insect was alarmed and soared into the air for a few moments before settling down in some more leaves. Instantly attracted to the creature, Dyslexic turned rapidly. He lowered himself closer to the ground. When he had, the tiny grasshopper took notice and then flung to another spot. Dyslexic followed after it.

CREDITS;
lyrics by my chemical romance
original template by brielle.

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with out you is
how i disappear

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[`brielle ♥]

Accepted