Arooo... I am howling wolf! Still new to game, but knows a lot about it so far. I have already been turned orange-redish, white, black and white, and I have a crown of flowers on my head.
My deer has the normal brown pelt since I haven't gotten a new, permanent pelt for it yet.
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Personality: Calm, but quick to anger if offended, or the ones she cares for is mistreated. She isn't fond of starting fights, but makes sure she finishes it if caught up in one. She has a delicate looking body of a female doe. She usually fights with skill, or logic instead of braun. She doesn't approach strangers easily, but speaks her mind right out most of the time. Not very talkative, unless with friends. She has a kindred spirit and can't hate easily.
She loves fresh grass with a hint of dew on it. Not fond of snakes. She's more into moonlit nights, than early morning risings. She's stubborn, and refuses to let others push her around. She has a mind of her own, and it is usually hard to change her way of thinking was she is set on something.
Contains mild foul language and mentioning of alcohol. I don't expect anybody to be particularly disturbed by this, but I thought I'd post a warning anyways.
Lots of tears, tissues (so many tissues..), and hours were put into this so I sincerely hope at least one or two of you will enjoy it x);
Interactions will be allowed if enough people are interested!
Kard picked his way through the tall grass as he wandered out for the first time into the woods that were so much different than his small valley that had played refuge to him for most of his fawn and young stag life. Every now and then he would duck down at the sound of some odd deer call and look around unsure what to when he heard a loud call more or less pick up on an odd scent. With his dark eyes showing behind the mask that his mother had placed on him before hand he felt a little safer with it on though it didn't stop the constant need of surveillance as he moved along.
Lifting his long black stocking legs he made sure to set them down soundlessly as he didn't want to bring attention to himself as he slowly explored the woods. Though the moment that he heard hoof beats coming near him he quickly dropped to the ground and curled up in hopes that the runner was going to ignore him or at least lead any danger away from him.
I am howling wolf! Still new to game, but knows a lot about it so far. I have already been turned orange-redish, white, black and white, and I have a crown of flowers on my head. 
