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DarkHeartedSorrows

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PostPosted: Sun Jun 27, 2010 10:13 am


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Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun

Along the Long Road and on down the Causeway
Do they still meet there by the Cut

There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
Running before time took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
To a life consumed by slow decay

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
With friends surrounded
The nights of wonder

Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some inner tide

At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world

Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
There's a hunger still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
Though down this road we've been so many times

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river

S a n t o s
PostPosted: Sun Jun 27, 2010 7:33 pm


She got eyes of the bluest skies, as if they thought of rain...

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxName :: Santos

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxMeaning :: Saint

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxNicknames :: None

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxGender :: Male

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxRank :: Hunter

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxHeight :: 3 foot

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxWeight :: 77 pounds

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxPhysical State :: Well-built, muscular, well-fed, well-groomed.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxDefining Features :: Large red rose on his shoulder, black paws, black tail with white spots.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxLikes :: Friends, pups, happiness, spring, swimming, teaching, learning, listening, talking, company

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxDislikes :: Disrespect, evil, pain, crying wolves, broken ladies

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxSkills :: Protecting, assisting, befriending

... I'd hate to look into those eyes, and see an ounce of pain

DarkHeartedSorrows

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DarkHeartedSorrows

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PostPosted: Sun Jun 27, 2010 8:15 pm


She's got eyes of the bluest skies, as if they thought of rai...
Personality


There's something very strong in Santos. Despite a very rough childhood, he's a downright good guy. He genuinely cares about the well-being of those around him, and does what he can to help everyone out and make sure things are going well. He hates seeing any sort of suffering, no matter how minuscule, and will do everything in his power to create a paradise.

His past did leave him with his personality quirks though. Santos is extremely protective of his family and friends, to the point of delving into over-protectiveness. He'll maul an offender to keep his family safe, if that's what it takes, and when it comes to females he cares about, he's a big suitor-repelling fiend. It's all for good, but Santos can get a little touchy and scary when he feels what he loves is threatened.

Santos also has a big iron fist against disrespect, threats, and wolves with no regard for the lives of others. It gets under his fur, and drives him nuts. His first reaction is to verbally beat it out of them.

Beyond that, he's a sweet, loving, goofy guy with a huge heart and open paws for the world. He wants to lead and give a better life to himself and his family that what he had as a pup.


...I'd hate to look into those eyes and see an ounce of pain
PostPosted: Sun Jun 27, 2010 8:18 pm


She's got eyes of the bluest skies, as if they thought of rai...
History


To be finished when I can write it properly. In short, his parents were lones. His father was and evil, angry wolf and raped his mother, which resulted in two pups, a male and a female. The father stuck around and abused the three, and when he was angered by another wolf, he finally beat his mother to death. Santos and Abla escaped, thought barely, but lost eachother along the way.


...I'd hate to look into those eyes and see an ounce of pain

DarkHeartedSorrows

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DarkHeartedSorrows

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PostPosted: Sun Jun 27, 2010 8:18 pm


She's got eyes of the bluest skies, as if they thought of rai...
Family


Abla :: Sister :: Missing


...I'd hate to look into those eyes and see an ounce of pain
PostPosted: Sun Jun 27, 2010 8:19 pm


She's got eyes of the bluest skies, as if they thought of rai...
Friends


None yet.


...I'd hate to look into those eyes and see an ounce of pain

DarkHeartedSorrows

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