Hello i'm black alpha, or B.A. to most of my lazy friends lol. So heres a little about me =D I have a deviant art account, I love making photo manips,example of my work is the one above i made for my horse criminal. I am an rpger and I love writing but my keyboard is broken so I have to use the touch screens keyboard which takes forever =[ (I hate one liners ) I love horses and I just barely got my first unicorn. Why I don't have many friends here is because I am extremely shy sadly. Which is why im never on or in any forum. I do not buy pass's because im a tad bit poor but its getting better ^^ below this I will post some examples of my manips and one(rather bland) rpg post. I made all the pics and wrote everything ^^ dolly is a new character so im still getting used to him. Blackwolf247555 my deviantart acount name(also psn acount) stupid html table wouldn't load for dolly, but the pics stayed >.<  .

Night. It was night finally. Dolly liked the sun and all but much preferred the night. He was a weird male after all. He looked around with light blue eyes. Good, there was no one here. He didn't exactly like people. He had horrible people skills and it showed. Dolly was loner, he had no friends or family. The family he had a long time ago shunned him, abused him and made him know he wasn't wanted. Dolly had some how survived and, in his point of view, had become a fine young male.

Dolly let a smile cross his blue face. There wasn't anything extraordinary about the male except his odd coloration and eyes. Dolly let out a sigh, he had to eat soon. Dolly let another smile cross his face, he was a good hunter. He was smart, he knew lots about everything. That's all he wanted in life, to learn. He had millions of questions and he knew, that out there in the world, there were answers.

Dolly got as low as his tall build would allow and began sniffing the ground near the creek. Prey had to drink so it was likely he'd get a scent near the creek, if the water didn't mask it too much. Sniffing the ground he inhales the scent of the terra the fresh water, and rabbit. His ears start to rotate on top his skull. Dolly starts to follow the scent trail with his well trained nose. Rabbits were an easy find but sometimes tricky to catch.

The male starts after the trail under the sound of wings hits his ears. Without hesitation he dies into the brush and instantly lays low. He listens first and slowly looks out at what made the sound. Another wolf, but this one with wings. He looks at her, his eyes taking in eery detail. Learning how he'd love to know how those wings worked. He wondered if her bones were hollow like a birds, or how much she weighed to allow flight. The questions started to gather and pool in his head.

With the stealth of a leopard he trails here. Only taking steps when she does, scanning everything. There's the risk of being found but the potential knowledge of watching her makes it worth the beating that might be. He silently follows, far enough back so his light paw steps don't reach her ear, and close enough to observe her. He watch's her take out a rabbit, there should be disappointment on his face but there's nothing. Dolly's face is void of any emotions at the moment.

He watch's her, taking mental notes on everything she does. How she moves, what her wings do, what her tail does, and any other detail, no matter how insignificant it is. He finally gets to sit and watch her from the cover of brush as she devours the rabbit. Watching her do this, his own stomach growls. He frowns, this isn't good. He lays lower to the ground keeping his eyes on her.

Food, he hadn't eaten since fie days ago. Dolly hadn't eaten in fie day because of some flowers he had found that would randomly bloom. He sat there for fie days counting eery second in between each bloom. taking in every detail about the flower. He had wondered if it was poison since it was the only flower left and the other flowers around it had obviously been eaten by some herbivore of some kind. He had finally left once he knew almost everything he could.

So here he was now, watching a wolf with wings. He had hardly ever come across them and tended to avoid them ever since being attacked by one. It was one thing to be attacked but being attacked from above was too much. After that he usually kept an eye on the sky.