BiBI, Swagger So Sick, It'll be the end of you

[Bibi]

General Information

Name: Bibi

Nicknames: B?

Age : 2 years old

Rank : Hunter

Description: All white, he is solid. Which is odd considering his lineage. He has deep brown eyes that seem to see right past you, they live in a life of their own. His claws are sharp and have yet to be dulled by the bone of his meal. His canines as well are porcelain, they lack the stain of crimson. He has a small slice down the middle of his tongue which his father gave him, marking his children i suppose with a trait that matched his. Bibi isnt overly large but he isnt petite either. I would call him average sized.

Personality: Bibi, an individual, he is unique like everybody else. He is sarcastic, quite and likes to keep to himself. But when forced out of his comfortable and calm nature he becomes loud, arrogant and self absorbed. Keep things simple with him, dont play games, dont tease, dont ruffle his feathers. He's kind when hes happy.

Element : Visions from other animals, because bibi sincerely needs some perspective in understanding that other people have problems too.

Breed: Arctic Wolf

Family:Hemalite- Father - Alive and Well...
Arctic Kiss- Mother - Alive
Savage & Kiss- Brothers- Alive

Bloodline: Hemalite is pretty famous, not on here but if you've ever roleplayed on horseland..Anyways he probably left some of his insanity in bibi's growing brain.

Past Mate(s): None, love hasn't touched his tender heart yet...

Advanced Information

Unique Trates(s): He isnt very different, accept for unlike most canines he turns away from fights and arguments, and if forced to confront will toy with your mind using sarcasm and smart remarks to anger you more.

History :Bibi was born to Hemalite, a rather insane and wild male. Hemalite raped Bibi's dearest mother and forced her to bare his children. Three boys. Savage is most like their father. He is ruthless and tried to work a plot to kill the rest of them. And kiss is just a sweetheart, he pines for their mother and stayed with her to afraid to leave her side. He is weak, and will probably end up dead soon if Hemalite or savage pursued the duo. Bibi got out of the hectic family drama. Though he adored his mother and brother they would not travel with him. Their lack of trust was obvious. So he left, he'd been independent since birth and liked his peace and quite. Having lived so long in a home full of chaos and bloodshed, Bibi himself prefers a calm meadow, empty and vast were he can just..be. He left his home at one year, having learned to hunt from his father, who attempted to teach them all valuable lessons as well as to hate women, murder them after taking their innocence. He didnt take much from the time with his father accept learning strong hatred for hemalite himself.

GOOD Roleplay Examples:[ONE FROM A DIFFERENT CHARACTERThe boy, so handsome and wild. He looked like he just came out of a painting, mixed with hues of all sorts. Red, gray, black and brown. He was pretty to look at, although none are sure if the red is because of his breeding or because of all the blood he has shed. And none have ever asked the question so the boy himself does not ponder on the subject. He has more cynical things to think of. Insane might be the word for him, or maybe just crazy. You can call it whatever you like, but it will still confuse you as you try to figure him out. New and fresh to this place, which seems to have been around forever, the boy slowly picks his way around trees and fog. His empty eyes give you the creeps, so cold and uncaring. They barely notice you at all, or maybe they just don’t care to notice you. He was good for the fight, so don’t step on his toes; cause the boy bites. And with that thought a chuckle poured from his larynx. And a coy look overwhelmed his handsome face causing you to snarl with confusion, or maybe just wonder about that air of mystery he had been carrying around with him all this time. His coil held high in the air with the dominance that seemed just to tie in with his personality. He practically wore a crown, could you see the little circle indent on his head were it sat? Mere amusement for the boy. His subjects, was everyone else and it suited him just fine when they acted up with protest. Death was nothing new to the boy and he would gladly kill without mercy. He is something new, something this little place had never seen before. He would raise hell up and allow its blanket to cover the land as he opted for a more suitable environment to take his toll on.


He jowls parted in a large yawn, his pink ribbon rolling out the moment as he sucked in oxygen for his bland lungs. This motion was all over in a matter of seconds leaving the boy more bored and now to add to the mix, feeling a little tired. Probably jostled form his long journey eh? His lengthy appendages stretched wide moving him forward, eating up the ground as his legs cycled beneath him. He kept his pace even, and at a decent rate, his cold eyes watching as critters frolicked in a place not even worth his time. He scoffed as a bird fluttered in his face. And he snapped his pearly dentals to remind the little creature who lived at the top of the food chain in this world. Keenly he moved out of any fog and into a forest were trees allowed to ample hiding time and good coverage. Sneaking up on a meal? Nothing too new to the boy, the meal getting away from him, completely new. His massive skull rose towards the sky and he debated for a second, before sending his screeching call to the heavens. It was an agonizing scream that was out of tune for anyone and made only to irritate the ears of others. A screech meant to scare off the weak and draw in the blood thirsty ignorant animals. And it worked every time. He flicked his ears forward, allowing them to listen in as the birds took off and rodents scampered every which way. But what he was really looking for was company, someone to mess with. And a sneer captivated his masquerade as he waited.


Hemalite, Hemalite, Hemalite. Whatever would we do with you? The boy could hear his mother speaking now. He found her once again as he was older, after she had abandoned him. She saw how cold hearted he was, how empty his eyes and the blood stains coating his body and teeth. She was afraid of what she had created. Her perfect porcelain coat remained clean, she continued to let her man whores hunt for her, because she was too good to get dirty. He wished his father was still alive to realize what a horrible women she was because he died thinking he was in a good relationship with a good women. Ha! The boy scoffed at the mere idea of her being good at anything but cheating. He didn’t even know who his real father was. He tried to love his mother, but ended up hating her more. Probably were all his problems started. With a crappy mother. He was happy she was gone or dead or maybe rotting in an ally somewhere. A mere smile corrected his jowls as he pictured these things, his dentals snapped as if he could feel her little neck between his teeth, crushing her bones and all her ‘good’ will. I mean what mom leaves her baby boy at birth? Only Hemalites. He laughed some more, an intense maniacal laughter until he could barely breath. There’s a sight for the common folk. The boys cold eyes looked around once more, his senses all on as well as his natural instincts. He listened, smelled, watched and felt as he waited for something. Anything to entertain his mind, which seemed to get more insane with every minute he was left to himself. Crazy is as Crazy does

[Moraled Rain]

Hi Bibi,

An absolutedly wonderful and exceptionally detailed application...:) Thank you so much for giving me the pleasure of reading it...:) It really is able to give everyone a clear idea of the type of character 'Bibi' is, so thank you so much for posting it, it is really wonderful...:)

I am so sorry to be such a hassle but in order to allow the greatest amount of understanding of your wolf, it would be really appreciated if you could identify exactly how old your character is...:) At the moment, I am unsure whether you character is '2 Months', 2 Seasons', or '2 Years' old?...:) Thank you so much again and all the best to you with everything...:) Your application is really exceptional though, thank you so much for joining and posting this application so quickly, I really hope that 'Bibi' has a long and fulfilled life on 'The Morales Of Sioux'...:)

Thank you so much again for this and also for your activeness within the pack; it truly is appricated...:)

All the best to you and thanks again for everything that you do,

Moraled Rain

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[Bibi]

Sorry about that =] All fixed!

[Moraled Rain]

Hi Bibi,

Thank you so much for replying, it really does mean so much, so thank you so much again...:) I really appreciate the fact that you have made the changes to your application; it really does look wonderful, it will be wonderful to have 'Bibi' as a 'Member'...:)

Congratulations! 'Bibi' is now a 'Member'! :D

It really is wonderful; I feel greatly privilaged that you would spend so much time and dedication upon a application for 'The Morales Of Sioux', I really do, so thank you so much again...:)

Thank you so much again and all the best to you with everything,

Moraled Rain

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