<a class="postlink" href="http://i787.photobucket.com/albums/yy158/Sableye10/TY_zpsadda2eca.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Name: Angel<br/>Age: Unknown (Looks to be 16 or 17)<br/>Gender: Male<br/>Personality: Angel is a very alert and rather curious. He is also very protective and won't hesitate to fight back. He lacks in communication.<br/>Biography: Angel's past is rather unknown, but he hides from people and only comes out at night. He is said to be a vicious beast if not wearing his necklace. Many people fear him, but he can be found in a old, broken, abadoned house in the graveyard.<br/>Extra: He has a<a class="postlink" href="http://i787.photobucket.com/albums/yy158/Sableye10/images-5_zpsd68e58ae.jpg">Wolf</a>form and a<a class="postlink" href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FvHWF1Ev6ag/TDgal0AXdUI/AAAAAAAABbM/UTBgWcD_w7c/s1600/werewolf.jpg">Werewolf</a>form.<br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i787.photobucket.com/albums/yy158/Sableye10/4585c0cc-3260-4870-a396-29ded240f682_zps11b584f0.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Name: Sky<br/>Age: 3<br/>Gender: Male<br/>Personality: Intelligent, Alert, Obedient, Loyal, Energetic, Fearless<br/>Extra: He's been living in the Graveyard ever since he was born. Sky wears a special Amulet around his neck that gives him the power to speak.<br/>--------------------------------<br/><br/>The sky was filled with dark gray clouds, thunder roaring above the trees and the rain coming in a hard downpour. The graveyard was quiet, almost silent except for the occasional cawing of crows and ravens in the trees. Tombstones with names engraved on plates were scattered everywhere in the graveyard, but they were in neat rows and had a pathway down the middle. A lone Doberman Pinscher was strolling through the graveyard like he usually did. Sometimes he would watch people come to visit their deceased family members and leave flowers down for them in front of their graves; say a prayer or two and then leave. The Doberman's name was Sky, and he normally watched people all the time, and whenever he saw the people leave, he would run up to the grave, take the flowers and actually plant them by the grave and bring water for them. Since it was raining, there was no need to give water for them today.<br/><br/>Sky lied down under a large angel statue in a rather damp cardboard box. The angel had large wings and looked like it was praying. Off in the distance of the graveyard, was a rather old, abandoned house. And inside that house, sleeping upstairs on a old damp and torn up matress was a wolf, sound asleep. He looked to have taken a harsh beaten by the looks of all the blood staining his fur and the cuts on his shoulders, flank, stomach and muzzle. It looked like someone abused it, or it took a heavy tumble of some sort. Either way, it was fast asleep and left undisturbed. There was a lot of broken furniture around the house, most of it dusty, and random blood stains on the walls in the empty kitchen and living room where a torn up sofa lay in the middle of the room. A roar of thunder and a flash of lightning lit the night sky.