Posts by Lionblaze223

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    Character: Blake Kaskutana
    Age: 16
    Personality: shy, hot-headed
    History: Known for stealing, lives in the forest next to his school.
    Appearance: Blue hair, school uniform (Black polo, black pants, black dress shoes)


    Blake wandered throughout the forest in which he lived in. When he was only three his father taught him to hunt and then abandoned him in the Canadian wilderness. He managed to make it across the border in hot pursuit of his parents. At the age of five a women came to him saying she was his mother. Three years later he ran away only to find his father in a forest surrounded by a pool of blood mumbling "Help...please..." Blake turned his father over and saw a picture of himself with his family. Eight years later, he began 9th grade and made a shelter in the forest..


    "Where can i steal- i mean 'borrow' some food? I've almost starved to death.."

    Character: Blake Kaskutana
    Age: 16
    Personality: shy, hot-headed
    History: Known for stealing, lives in the forest next to his school.
    Appearance: Blue hair, school uniform (Black polo, black pants, black dress shoes)


    Blake wandered throughout the forest in which he lived in. When he was only three his father taught him to hunt and then abandoned him in the Canadian wilderness. He managed to make it across the border in hot pursuit of his parents. At the age of five a women came to him saying she was his mother. Three years later he ran away only to find his father in a forest surrounded by a pool of blood mumbling "Help...please..." Blake turned his father over and saw a picture of himself with his family. Eight years later, he began 9th grade and made a shelter in the forest next to his high school...
    "Ugh... I'm so hungry... Perhaps I shouldn't have skipped lunch to go to the library..."
    RUSTLE,RUSTLE "Wha-? Who's there?" Blake looked in every direction, but couldn't find the source! Where could this sound be coming from? The real question was, where was it coming from?


    [size=4]I am...[/size]
    [size=6]Rhanolnol[/size]
    [size=5]Of the Outcasts[/size]



    [size=3]Eyes: Golden Yellow
    Pelt: Golden Brown
    [/size]


    Traits: I am a a scraggly pelted he-wolf with passion in my eyes and forward-folded ears. I am a daydreamer and cannot concentrate long on anything, but I have a way of being two steps ahead of most other wolves.


    History: I am being followed by a mysterious wolf.

    "WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT????????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!! :-*??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IAMCRAZY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?????????????????"