{ Name }
Harlequine
{ Gender }
Male
{ Species }
Anthro wolf
{ Age }
He is 16, but his story is of his younger years.
{ Bloodlines }
Ghost [male] X Akarui [female]
{ Siblings }
See picture below
{ Offspring }
{ Personality }
Harli is a sweet and kind boy. If anyone ever asked something of him, he would do it. But saying that, Harli isn't stupid. He is a very intelligent being and would do anything dumb.
He is also mentally strong. He has a good understanding of other's feelings and tries not to hurt them in any way. He also won't let anyone see if he is hurt himself, meaning he puts on a brave face when he is about to burst with anger or sadness.
Being the way he is, Harli is great with girls. He understands them more than his own gender, and respects them more. He likes to spend quality time with his 'girlfriends', such as going shopping or going to the cinema. (Anthro)
{ History }
He lived with his parents and siblings in a large house in the suburbs. His mother was the mot beautiful lady-wolf in the area and his father was a rich business man. But their family was a tiny bit different. For some reason that is still unknown, they were living like it was still the 17th century. His mother was crazy about everything Victorian and masquerade like, and his father was very interested in knights and kingship. So naturally, as the children grew they clung onto the old times. They wore masks; cloaks and 17th century style jewelery; large Victorian dresses for the girls and suits for the boys; and all had very curly hair.
All except Harli.
His sisters and brothers used to tease him, and tell him he was adopted. He would ran to his mother and ask, every single time, if he was adopted. She of course said no. But it was clear to him that he was different. He was the only one who didn't have curly hair and the only one who didn't like the idea of living in the 17th century. In fact, he hated living like this. During his primary school years, he was always teased for the clothes he wore and for the way he talked. He didn't have many friends, I think his only friend was a small girl called Lilly.
Lilly was your regular wolf-child, she was white with soft blue eyes and the voice like an angel. If she had wings, she would be an angel. But she was small, really small. Harli had met her for the first time when they were around 10 years old. Harli was walking to school one day when a large group of older boys stopped him at the front gates. The boys were inspecting the younger children's bags, more like taking their money and throwing their books around the yard. Lilly was standing in front of him screaming for them to give her doll back. It was her favorite doll, small with blonde hair and a baby blue dress. Harli wasn't thinking when he did this, but he grabbed the boys arm and bite it. The older boys dropped the doll and ran away to tell on Harli. He picked it up and gave it back to the distressed girl. From then one, the pair did everything together. It was a true friendship.
Harlequine
{ Gender }
Male
{ Species }
Anthro wolf
{ Age }
He is 16, but his story is of his younger years.
{ Bloodlines }
Ghost [male] X Akarui [female]
{ Siblings }
See picture below
{ Offspring }
{ Personality }
Harli is a sweet and kind boy. If anyone ever asked something of him, he would do it. But saying that, Harli isn't stupid. He is a very intelligent being and would do anything dumb.
He is also mentally strong. He has a good understanding of other's feelings and tries not to hurt them in any way. He also won't let anyone see if he is hurt himself, meaning he puts on a brave face when he is about to burst with anger or sadness.
Being the way he is, Harli is great with girls. He understands them more than his own gender, and respects them more. He likes to spend quality time with his 'girlfriends', such as going shopping or going to the cinema. (Anthro)
{ History }
He lived with his parents and siblings in a large house in the suburbs. His mother was the mot beautiful lady-wolf in the area and his father was a rich business man. But their family was a tiny bit different. For some reason that is still unknown, they were living like it was still the 17th century. His mother was crazy about everything Victorian and masquerade like, and his father was very interested in knights and kingship. So naturally, as the children grew they clung onto the old times. They wore masks; cloaks and 17th century style jewelery; large Victorian dresses for the girls and suits for the boys; and all had very curly hair.
All except Harli.
His sisters and brothers used to tease him, and tell him he was adopted. He would ran to his mother and ask, every single time, if he was adopted. She of course said no. But it was clear to him that he was different. He was the only one who didn't have curly hair and the only one who didn't like the idea of living in the 17th century. In fact, he hated living like this. During his primary school years, he was always teased for the clothes he wore and for the way he talked. He didn't have many friends, I think his only friend was a small girl called Lilly.
Lilly was your regular wolf-child, she was white with soft blue eyes and the voice like an angel. If she had wings, she would be an angel. But she was small, really small. Harli had met her for the first time when they were around 10 years old. Harli was walking to school one day when a large group of older boys stopped him at the front gates. The boys were inspecting the younger children's bags, more like taking their money and throwing their books around the yard. Lilly was standing in front of him screaming for them to give her doll back. It was her favorite doll, small with blonde hair and a baby blue dress. Harli wasn't thinking when he did this, but he grabbed the boys arm and bite it. The older boys dropped the doll and ran away to tell on Harli. He picked it up and gave it back to the distressed girl. From then one, the pair did everything together. It was a true friendship.