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Fur standing on end, you approach the two groups as they pause and separate as they take notice of your presence. Two pairs of eyes stand out to you and unnerve you. Both seemed to draw the respect out of you without your consent as you lower your head and tuck your tail between your legs. Power radiated from them both, and you’re unsure whether it was the large, dark grey male with golden eyes, or the black female with bright green eyes that had the strongest air to them. They both stood across from each other, and large groups of other wolves and Werelings in human forms stand on each side behind them. All of their eyes bore into you and you stop as you stand before the two obvious leaders.

Your muscles tense and they begin to shake as your wolf side slowly draws you towards one side, your true nature, good or evil, slowly reveals itself as you make your decision. Which side will you choose? Will you choose the path of light and good? Or the path of dark and evil?

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1 Dyson Roe Profile on Sun Dec 29, 2013 4:10 pm

Name: Dyson  Roe

Age: Wolf years-  200
Look around- 19

Gender: Male

Requested Rank: Warrior

Pack: Eternal Darkness,


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Summary: Dyson, quite simply hides under a mask. No, not the typical mask you wear to the white ball or Halloween party every year- but he had the tendency to act in a way thats not in his nature, masking his emotion to show that he never will truly care or fall for another. His eyes can remain blank, unreadable to the naked eye- its not because he enjoys it, but it comes down to the fact he doesnt want to put another in harms way. Dyson believes that he is cursed, to never truly love another in a way partners should. Each time he thought he could grasp the opportunity, it was stripped away as though he was being punished for something he did not commit. There was this one girl, that he could recall. Her face painted as bright as day- it would always plague his mind, you know how they say you can never forget your first love? Well that happened to dyson, her name was Arabella. Her hair fell effortlessly in wild locks of ruby read, trailing down her lean figure and touching half way down her back. Her eyes where a striking green, and on day 1, he knew he had fallen for the beautiful maiden.

You see, Arabella  wasnt just a random women he had met on the street or in the local pub. She was the girl who  came  to their house one evening for a meal, both families gossiping and discussing future plans. The two youth's sat there in silence, pretending to take an interest in the whole situation- but well, they simply couldnt. Exiting the room they'd both take a walk, talking and laughing for hours on end. the moment she had to scurry of home, Dyson would murmur " your beautiful" Arabella would blush, and peck him gently on the cheek before going of to her family. And that, was the beginning.

From then on the two would meet up with eachother each day, going out for dinner or sitting in to watch a movie, they looked inseparable and everyone knew it. But just over a year later something seemed... a little of. They started to see less and less of each other, rumors where being spread, and they where both beginning to row a whole lot more. They took a break, or so that was what Arabella would call it. She'd start seeing other people, going out each night with the completely wrong people. And that was when the tables turned- she started going out with a guy that was atleast ten years old, he looked like someone who was ready to cut you up and send your pieces in a box to your parents. A few months later went by, and it felt as though Arabella was simply a ghost of ones imagination- she was never around. It was as though one day she just upped and left, but that simply wasnt right.

She left him. His one true love, and no one could quite compare. He had five lovers, they all left for different reasons. Some drastically, others not at all, do you see why he tends to stay away from ' love' trying to please another for nothing in return,
1. disapeared.
2. murdered.
3. left with another.
4. she moved away.
5. it simply wasnt working.

This all dated between 1857-  1960. After that he went on as though he had flipped the switch. Drinking constantly, with a different girl each week, dealing. He just couldnt find anything to do worth his while. His whole family died in 1901 from an attack while he was away, leaving him with an inheritance of the families fortune. For the best part of the 1900's Dyson lived withought a care in the world, not even thinking twice to the wrongs he had committed. It rolled on to 2000, and it was only then he'd pack it all in and rebuild his life, finding somewhere secure to live and building bonds with others. By now his inheritence ran dry, and he has been living as though he where poor.






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It would be foolish to suggest the crimson damsel were any less than a simmering marvel, the burning ember that she so radiated from the depths of her plentiful jacket could capture even the blind; an aura of magnificent accompanying her visual splendour as she would meander with such intention, such desire. She seemed as hungry for him as he were for her, a mutual interest enclutching the air that would effortlessly surround them, shift so royally in their wake. Though The King were hardly one of dedication, and although he would grant the banshee with the pride infusing fuels to gain her lust, he would never truly reserve himself.

She would reach, striving to disconnect from isolation, to bridge the space that narrowed between them, and her jaws would come to suspend barely a few centimetres from coral hark; an amused smirk twitching pallid lips with rising folly, eager intention. Her language would be of suggestion, her pores prickling pleasurably as she spoke, though the male would remain void, barely scathed by her gestures.

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2 Re: Dyson Roe Profile on Sun Dec 29, 2013 7:27 pm

Membership Accepted.
You didn't need the joining keys or example post since you identified who you were but its fine.

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