COMBAT
So, the chart, white wolf style, would read: shaken, first wound, second wound, disabled; or, for an extra, shaken, first wound, disabled. fighting with a 2-handed weapon, like a greatsword or bow, adds +2 to your fighting or ranged fighting roll.
My Story
I am an artic white wolf from my father's side and a siberean tiger from my mother's side. i got up and strode out of my bedroom and down the gloomy hallway connecting my room to the one family bathroom and the living room that was just as gloomy as the hallway
I wither besides the lush flower bed
Where the black dog is a proud white wolf how the gold fish might be even a swift codfish where the mounted horse shall become like the zebra how there can be a form of chaos unlike any other that is simple logic law had the minds that were searching
How I miss the sweet caress of the wind and the taste of sweet love
The white wolf paw is bigger of course and encases the blue coyote print nicely as if the wolf had stepped over it just to show up the coyote. i did this because my wonderful mother was from california and my proud father from mississippi.
Mistaken Identity (chpt 1)
She turned to be faced with a white wolf, snarling at that. as soon as the screeleen and the male grunt that was with her saw her markings, they were quickly upon her. the male pinned her down, while the white fae looked deep into her eyes.
Moving On. (Chapter 1)
He is a 6 foot 1 white wolf. he is about 140 pounds, skinny/athletic, etc... needed to get that out there.
This Story, This Life.
The reflection of an average looking blue (with a bit of white) wolf stared back from the mirror. how can someone who looks like this _be_ confident of himself?! a poor scrawny, underweight, bi, lazy, physically unfit _mutt_?!!
Accidentally thrown out by a wolf.
The internals of the bag shifted as a white wolf picked up the bin and started carrying it towards the truck. i felt the bags flip as they fell into the hopper of the compactor, i was now literal trash. accidentally thrown out by a wolf.
The Search For Garth/Day 1
It was a white wolf. it was lily. lily came in sobbing " i can't find garth" she said shakily." it's ok calm down" kate crooned. "tell us what u remember " kate said softly." when was the last time u saw him" humphery asked.
U.O.P.I Chapter 2 Page 5, My turn.
It's late but i hope it works out i spun round quickly to see who said what they did, i saw a tall brown and white wolf (6.2ft) his eyes were deep sky blue and he hade blond hair in a sort of short mohawk, i instantly reconised him, "n- nova?"
Pack Mentality
The little white wolf was licking the blood from out of his eyes. it yipped and whined and then hoisted roy up into a sitting up position. roy got the message clear.
Dragonheart Part 83
Suddenly saw the two as a whole pack of white wolves around them showed up and ran to her side. "follow me!" said lyra and ran forward.