Post by chipweter91 on Dec 14, 2004 18:15:04 GMT -5
ok, this is the back ground ( life story ) of a cartoon i drew yesterday. his name is Zuyro Dobiru ( zu-e-row dobe- eye- roo) aka Thief of the Night. ok here it is:
Zuyro Dobiru was born outside of a small village called Zenduor on Nuiniui' ( october 31st in our language ) He ran away from his pack when he was just a pup.Alone in the world all of his life, he grew up raising himself and became a thief. He became very infamous through out the land for his cunning and swift ability to steal. Incredibly sly and cunning, he has eluded towns folk and authorities on numorous times and occasions. He bears a scar across his left eye from a sword fight that he was in years ago. He wields a magical , ancient sword that he inherited from ancestors of his pack from long ago. His father, believing him to be the worthy and rightful one to carry the sword, passed it on to him. As he held the sword in his paws, he activated it's powers. Soon after, the Denjenaii' a magical mark only given to a selected few, appeared on his palm. It was then that he realized that he must forever be alone, so he ran away. He fled from the pack, vowing himself a life of thievery, seclusion, and constant traveling.
( i'm not tryin' to give us weres a bad name, by makin my cartoon a thief. he's actually a good guy as u will soon find out once i make a story.) ^_^
Zuyro Dobiru was born outside of a small village called Zenduor on Nuiniui' ( october 31st in our language ) He ran away from his pack when he was just a pup.Alone in the world all of his life, he grew up raising himself and became a thief. He became very infamous through out the land for his cunning and swift ability to steal. Incredibly sly and cunning, he has eluded towns folk and authorities on numorous times and occasions. He bears a scar across his left eye from a sword fight that he was in years ago. He wields a magical , ancient sword that he inherited from ancestors of his pack from long ago. His father, believing him to be the worthy and rightful one to carry the sword, passed it on to him. As he held the sword in his paws, he activated it's powers. Soon after, the Denjenaii' a magical mark only given to a selected few, appeared on his palm. It was then that he realized that he must forever be alone, so he ran away. He fled from the pack, vowing himself a life of thievery, seclusion, and constant traveling.
( i'm not tryin' to give us weres a bad name, by makin my cartoon a thief. he's actually a good guy as u will soon find out once i make a story.) ^_^
. Great Story so far.
