Post by :Salem: on Sept 23, 2008 18:10:23 GMT -5
Name: Calmspirit
Age: 30 Moons
Gender: Male
Breed: Wolf
Pack or Tribe: Kanaran Pack
Desired Position: Healer
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Age: 30 Moons
Gender: Male
Breed: Wolf
Pack or Tribe: Kanaran Pack
Desired Position: Healer
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CalmspiritDescription:
Calmspirit is a very large male wolf. He is probably the largest healer in the packs, and is very unusual for a healer. He's mainly black, with white splotches all along his body. There is a smudge of chestnut brown fur on his muzzle, shoulder blade fur, tail-tip, and paws. He has bright and piercing amber eyes, that always seem to be clouded with thought. His fur is very long, and so are his whiskers and tail. His ears are usually flat against hi head, and his mouth drawn in a small snarl. There is a small cut on his ear, and a scar underneath his eye.Tattoos:
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Calmspirit is a very noble and loyal Kanaran healer. He has given his life to healing his pack, and will will do anything in his power to save a life. He's has a sharp tongue though, and is a bit bossy. Though he comes off mean, it's only because he cares deeply for his cats, and is very determined to stick to his job. He does have a soft spot, but only Raze sees it, rarely that is. He comes off as a very mean and grumpy old tom, but is always concerned for his clan's safety, and will die for it.History:
Calmspirit was not always part of the Kanaran pack, because his parents were loners. Brook, his mother, and Brute, his father, raised him in the mixed forest. His parents were once wolves that belonged to Kanaran, so they taught Calmspirit everything they knew about pack life. They knew that they would send Calmspirit back to the pack one day, so they wanted to get him ready. When he was twelve moons, him and his family were attacked by a pack of foxes. His mother, Brook, died, but Brute lived, and decided it was time for Calmspirit to go to the pack. At first, Calmspirit didn't want to join the pack, but his father forced him to, and since then, hasn't regretted joining. He became their healer after he was old enough, and is serving his pack with all he's got.Roleplay Sample:
"No, you idiot, Catmint!" barked Calmspirit.Additional Details:
He was in his den, with a patient that had white cough in a moss bed. He was yelling at one of the fighters, because he had brought him Horsetail, not Catmint. Calmspirit cursed himself for not stocking up on herbs before the snow started setting in, but it couldn't be helped now. He would have to rely on that fighter's nose, because he could not leave this sick fighter's side.
"Okay, eat this yarrow leaf, it may taste bitter at first, but it'll stop your excessive vomit," ordered Calmspirit, slowly feeding it to the fighter.
How this out break of white cough happened, he did not know, but he was glad he was able to separate the sick patient from the other packs members. That cough is very contagious, and is a danger to any animal. He was getting really frustrated, because the fighter he sent wouldn't be able to tell the difference between grass and Catmint. But he was the only fighter that was fast enough, and was there at the moment.
"You better hope your friend hurries," muttered Calmspirit, "Your life is in his paws, Tail."
Calmspirit couldn't tell if the Tail hated the idea, or he was just sick, because he just had the effect of the yarrow leaf hit him, so he began to vomit. Calmspirit ribbed the patient's stomach soothingly, trying to ease out all of the mucus and sickness from his innards.
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