Post by Dakki on Jul 26, 2012 16:52:04 GMT -5
CHEEMA
``flesh me out
Name: Cheema
Nicknames: Chee
Pronunciation: [CHIE-ma]
Health Statues: Infected
Alliance: Infected loner
``infection
Mutation(s): The colour yellow has weaved into a snow white pelt. Image
Duration: Two years
Mental State: Chee is infected, but he does not like what that makes him do. He struggles with his own body and tried to regain control whenever he begins to attack someone. He is a prisoner in his own body
``under the skin
Years: Six
Gender: Male
Breed: Grey Wolf
Appearance: Cheema is a smaller, but vicious wolf. At least that is what the infection has made him. He is smaller than most of his breed, but with broad, strong shoulders. He is not very fast, but makes up for it by his sheer strength. When he was changed, yellow changed his pure white coat - a rare colour for a grey wolf. The yellow is weaved into the fur on his back, and around his ears. There is a soft stripe starting from the base of his nose and ending on his forehead, spreading out like branches on a tree. Long tendrils of yellow lay under his eyes, thin at the inner crease and then branching out after they pass his eyes. Two dots are only a few inches under the stripe. Some fur on his legs is also yellow, running up and down his legs in small stripes.
Cheema only has half of a tail, the other part was lost when he fought for his life. The end of his tail is stubby and still scabbing, it had not fully healed. The fur has not grown pack. Because of the infection, his teeth and nails have become an orangy-yellow colour. Chee's eyes are a piercing, unnaturally bright yellow. There are scars riddling his sides and legs, but have faded into his fur.
``inside my mind
Personality: Chee does not like what he has become. He fights it every way, because before he changed he never hurt anyone. He was a sweet, shy wolf that was mostly alone. He did crave the company of others, but was so afraid of the infection. But it was that need for company that ended up getting him infected. He is stuck inside his own mind, merely along for the ride while the infection takes over. When he regains control of his body he runs, and runs as far away as he can from any other wolf.[/i][/blockquote][/size]
``origins
Parents: Unknown
Siblings: Unknown
History: Cheema cannot remember his family. The only thing he remembers is the sounds of battle. Bones crushing, flesh tearing. Whimpers. And then... nothing. He woke up and he was alone and safe. Chee found a few other pups like him, and they stuck together. There was an older one, almost two years old who ran the gang. She - Hayley taught them how to hunt and fight, and how to tell how a wolf was infected or not. The infection was rare then, not yet had it spread as far as it had now. Then Hayley sent them off on their own when they were ready. Some pups stayed together, but Chee wanted to be alone. He wanted to explore this world, and he hoped that he would not run into any wolves that Hayley told them about.
The brute found these lands where he lived out the rest of his healthy days. He missed his little band of pups, but he had not seen another wolf for a long time. He was four at this point, and longed for the company of others. He was still very shy, and honestly terrified to run into another wolf. What if they were infected? He never was a great runner, and he knew that he couldn't get away from them. But one day his loneliness was eating away at him, and he found himself becoming a bit crazy. So Chee set out to find others. The first couple he ran into, he forgot how to check if they were healthy or not. He was so excited that he ran up to them, barking happily. Then they turned, blood stained maws giving away to yellowed teeth. His ears pinned back and he yelped, turning tail and running as fast as he could. He began running in a zigzag formation like Hayley taught him, but he just wasn't fast enough. He felt teeth clamp on his beautiful, fluffy tail. There was a snap and a tear, and then pain. It radiated all down his back, slowing him down even further. It hurt and burned, but he still ran. Then the two gained on him, pinning him down and attacking his flank. Cheema fainted, and his mind faded. When he woke up his eyes were already open, and his mind was not connecting to his body. It seemed as if he were trapped, one of the infected now.