Post by klayal on Nov 10, 2005 7:33:36 GMT -5
Truthfully, I dunno if I even have a chance, but, w.e, mum says to always try.
Name: Klayal
Species: wolf-dog hybrid
Gender: female
Age: 1 1/2
Height: 2 ft and six inches(I think, its hard to think about, it may be 3 feet)
Weight: 170 pounds
Mate: none
Pups: none
Sire: (erm.. I believe this is the dad?) Never met him
Dam: Tivanual(died)
Furc. (Character) Description: ...theres nothing to the human eye that one can't see... Or is there? Simply turns your head and there before you sits the husky, or what would have been full husky if not for the fathersh demention of its wolven kind. The fluffy paws, masterd and big, indicated away from the slinder ankles of it. The long legs slinder up, until reaching the torso, where the body strokes, skinny, yet the long fur is curled, yet messed up and long. The tail is curled only at the very tip, but ricotaus|sp| off itself and moves into a straight, and proud way of movement. Two auds slinder its face, neck focused tall and wide to connect the head to the eract patrusions. Their tips are slinder and cut into points, yet rounds swiftly at the sides. A long muzzle casades off the face, under the two amber optics, that blaze from the grayish black coat, white surrendering from under the black, in a husky manner. White fangs slid from under the rim of the mouth, a true blooded sled dog, with something to hide.
Questions
What Staff Position are you looking for?
Content Manager
How long have you been on furcadia?
About... four or five years
How many hours are you on furcadia each day?
Ten, and on weekends I'm on... about all day and all night: 24 hours or more! :+}
Which days are you on?
m, t, w, t, f, s, s Everyday! ^^
Have you ever worked in a dream, and if so list your previous jobs
Yes, I work at Feline Manor, as... just... a worker. I'm a rule-enforcer/manager/ejecter/De la Rat(my position)
Why should we hire you?
Well, truthfully, I believe I have a lot to give to the dream. I am pretty good at art and things: graphics. I'm good at roleplaying, stories, and I love making rules and helping people with things they don't understand. ^0^ My favorite thing is making up news, sense I'm on my school's newspaper!
Roleplay Post:
What is this? Klayal wondered for only a minute, before Ballintori grabbed her sled harness and pulled her into the group.
"You think to much, Klayal!" Ballintori barked, nudging her into the small group, whome sat, lining the borders of the mountains.
"We're going over!" Crufux yelped, as Nogu nudged into him, their scruffy wolven coats blowing in the winter winds. Klayal could feel her cold paws sink deep into the white blanket, and at this time she was glad she was a hybrid wolf, for the thick fur.
"I'm not suppost to be out here anymore, guys," Klayal barked, as she backed away, Ballintori watched her silent for a moment, then jumped up, "You can't leave the gang, Klay, you can't!" she barked, but her words were lost in the howling winds, as Klayal raced back down the path toward the Windrunner's cabin.
Name: Klayal
Species: wolf-dog hybrid
Gender: female
Age: 1 1/2
Height: 2 ft and six inches(I think, its hard to think about, it may be 3 feet)
Weight: 170 pounds
Mate: none
Pups: none
Sire: (erm.. I believe this is the dad?) Never met him
Dam: Tivanual(died)
Furc. (Character) Description: ...theres nothing to the human eye that one can't see... Or is there? Simply turns your head and there before you sits the husky, or what would have been full husky if not for the fathersh demention of its wolven kind. The fluffy paws, masterd and big, indicated away from the slinder ankles of it. The long legs slinder up, until reaching the torso, where the body strokes, skinny, yet the long fur is curled, yet messed up and long. The tail is curled only at the very tip, but ricotaus|sp| off itself and moves into a straight, and proud way of movement. Two auds slinder its face, neck focused tall and wide to connect the head to the eract patrusions. Their tips are slinder and cut into points, yet rounds swiftly at the sides. A long muzzle casades off the face, under the two amber optics, that blaze from the grayish black coat, white surrendering from under the black, in a husky manner. White fangs slid from under the rim of the mouth, a true blooded sled dog, with something to hide.
Questions
What Staff Position are you looking for?
Content Manager
How long have you been on furcadia?
About... four or five years
How many hours are you on furcadia each day?
Ten, and on weekends I'm on... about all day and all night: 24 hours or more! :+}
Which days are you on?
m, t, w, t, f, s, s Everyday! ^^
Have you ever worked in a dream, and if so list your previous jobs
Yes, I work at Feline Manor, as... just... a worker. I'm a rule-enforcer/manager/ejecter/De la Rat(my position)
Why should we hire you?
Well, truthfully, I believe I have a lot to give to the dream. I am pretty good at art and things: graphics. I'm good at roleplaying, stories, and I love making rules and helping people with things they don't understand. ^0^ My favorite thing is making up news, sense I'm on my school's newspaper!
Roleplay Post:
What is this? Klayal wondered for only a minute, before Ballintori grabbed her sled harness and pulled her into the group.
"You think to much, Klayal!" Ballintori barked, nudging her into the small group, whome sat, lining the borders of the mountains.
"We're going over!" Crufux yelped, as Nogu nudged into him, their scruffy wolven coats blowing in the winter winds. Klayal could feel her cold paws sink deep into the white blanket, and at this time she was glad she was a hybrid wolf, for the thick fur.
"I'm not suppost to be out here anymore, guys," Klayal barked, as she backed away, Ballintori watched her silent for a moment, then jumped up, "You can't leave the gang, Klay, you can't!" she barked, but her words were lost in the howling winds, as Klayal raced back down the path toward the Windrunner's cabin.