[... I get too many ideas for characters. ;_; I had this one before I had Kuune though. So I guess it's legit. xD I figure it's fine, since I have the time to keep them all active. -nod nod- It's quite hilarious to see where I get my inspirations from... can anyone figure out what book I'm reading or what music I'm listening to?]
Name: Ringo Starr
Age: Three Years
Gender: Male
Parents: Both are Deceased
Siblings: None
Appearance: Ringo is an extremely fluffy male wolf. His black fur is long, and very shaggy, giving him a bit of a roughed up and fuzzy appearance. The fur lightens around his mouth, becoming a lighter cream-ish colour. He doesn't bother to keep his coat clean a lot, and will only clean it off when it is extremely dirty, generally by taking a dip in a lake. His eyes are a soft yellowy colour, somewhat dull, but yet full of sparkly laughter. His ears are constantly perked, and due to his fluffiness, feather down, causing him to look much like a pappillon. He's always seen smiling and very rarely is upset. He's fairly flexible for a wolf, and enjoys doing snazzy tricks. He's got a bounce in his gait, and is generally seen skipping or running from place to place. His voice is expressive and has a bit of a Scouser accent to it.
Personality: Ringo is a jokester. He rarely takes anything seriously, and if possible makes anything a humorous game. He loves to show off and be over-exaggerated. If he feels something is too boring or serious, he will often add in a joke, or try to liven the moods of those around him. He is constantly smiling and laughing. It takes a lot to make Ringo be genuinely serious, and doesn't occur often. He finds his energy being with people, making him a total and complete extrovert. He's got a lot of energy, and doesn't like to stay in one place, and would rather run around then have a nice chat. He can be seen attempting to climb trees, swimming or doing odd tricks. He's bouncy, even though he is a bit older, and often will say things that are out of place or random. They aren't random to him though, as his train of thought has merely veered off the normal path and he is just speaking what had coursed through his mind. He hates making plans, and would rather just live in the here and now, making him a bit impulsive.
History: Ringo Starr was born to the Theta pair at a pack far, far from here. He lived a normal puphood, though was always seen as quite funny and lively. He thought out of the box, and to keep himself occupied often spent time exploring. On one of these such adventures, Ringo, who was six months old, found himself at the edge of a small village. Normally, instinct would have kicked in, but Ringo merely ignored the nagging sense of danger. He was thoroughly intrigued by the wonders he saw the two-legged people doing; juggling and other such circus activities. Instead of running along home, Ringo stayed to watch, wishing, like many human children that he could join the circus. While his attention was captured by the humans, the ring master snuck up on him and captured him.
Ringo was taken in by the circus, and lived a life any five year old could dream of. He was taught how to flip, and spin on command. It wasn't easy ignoring his natural instinct to hate humans, and in the beginning the pup fought endlessly with the people who attempted to poke and prod him. Finally, after time and a copious amount of popcorn, Ringo warmed up to the wrinkly creatures and thus, they were able to train him.
Ringo lived this life as a carny until he was a year old. The glory that had once awed him about the life in the circus had burnt out, leaving the young wolf homesick. Due to the travelling nature of the circus, he was far away from his homeland, and utterly lost. He managed to escape the clutches of the painted and strange carnies, and fled, taking refuge in the forest close to their camp.
Ringo joined a pack in that forest, quickly landing himself the rank of omega. He constantly cracked jokes, and the alphas had a bit of a soft spot for his circus tricks. He made a life entertaining, and soon became happy in what he was doing. It meant nothing to him that he was the last to eat; so long as he was happy nothing else seemed to matter.
Almost a year and a half after he joined the pack, he left, finding his tricks had grown old. They no longer held their dazzle and entertainment value, so he set off to find a new pack to wow with his talents. He figured he could be of a better use elsewhere. Somewhere that needed a little livening up.
[Whee... I hate wolves captured by humans, but this fits Ringo's personality and style... so it's going to happen.]