Post by Ciara on Apr 18, 2005 19:30:30 GMT -5
Name~ Ciara
Gender~ Female
Age~ Near five months
Description~ Ciara has a light colored pelt. On her back it is pretty much a white with some intruding gray fur bristling along her spine. Her tail is a gray all over with white. Her legs are white with tipical black hairs along, barely notice-able. Her eyes are a light brown with green lightly spotted around her eyes. Her snout is a black with white mixed in, like a gray but not quite. Her ears are completely gray and soft. She still has large clumsy puppy paws. Her paws are white too. Along her gray back and creamy sides Ciara has black light streaks Two black streaks are on either side of her gray spine. A few are on her white sides. She has a design with black on her muzzle. Black fur forms lines on either side of her eyes and goes down to her nose, like a cheetah. She also has white alongside the black lines. Black outlines her neck. The fur on her neck forms a mane. She has a light build but strong bones and hardened muscles.
Personality~ Ciara is nice most of the time. She likes to romp and play. Ciara likes to learn and is gulable. She would believe almost anything. Ciara is adventurous and a dare devil. She won't give in almost at all. She likes to run and play. If she is dared, she will most likely take it. Ciara loves the stories of Wolfbane's winter and of everything of the old days when fortune-tellers were about and prized. She listens attentively and would do everything at least once. Ciara likes to listen to stories all the time. She likes to follow other wolves around and try to do what they do. Unlike the wolf, Ciara likes to swim and play in water. She is fascinated with ice and the creatures of the water. She likes to play. Ciara loves to fight also. Ciara hates to lose and would often come back to the same fight. She has a short temper at times and a firey spirit. Ciara would often fight for something she knows wouldn't come true. She likes to fight and will be disobedeint. Ciara yearns for affection but is cautious of others. Often she will run into things she knows nothing about, then ask about it later on. She likes to run and is silent and is easily fooled. Ciara would turn to Wolfbane then to Larka or Fell or believe in Zostar if someone told her and convinced her. She dosen't like to be left out or behind. Ciara likes pups and likes to make friends. She envies Drappas and Draggas. She looks at wolves and often misjudges some wolves. She likes to learn about packs and would cross boundries even if told not to. Ciara is fascinated with the Balkar and envies their power. She would like to become one but knows its impossible. If she doesn't know something, sometimes she will just stay silent. She is easily scarred and frightened, but won't show it at all. She can often be found talking to herself. Sometimes it would seem she has split personalities, but she doesn't, just a quick changing mood.
History~ Shal was Ciara's mother's name. She was a dark colored timber wolf. She was completely gray with black sprinkled throughout her coat, forming lines in some areas. Ciara never knew her father, but his name was Drek. The two were both proud Putnar. They were of a pack consisting of four. This pack was cruel and mean. Evil and dark. They cared nothing for each other. Shal was not the Sikla nor the Drappa, but inbetween. She longed to be the Drappa but a wolf call Sahrll was the pack's Drappa. The Alpha's lead the pack well, despite the constant bickering and fighting, the pack thrived. Shal was greedy for power.
One dark night, while the pack was asleep in their pack den, Shal crept through the wood. She was snickering madly to herself, laughing and smiling cruelly. Quickly Shal hunted a small roe deer. She gorged herself then brought back some of the meat. Sahrll was the first to scent the meat, her jaws were dripping with saliva and she wandered out to the meat. Sahrll's strong nose also scented Shal, but she paid no mind. Sahrll heard Shal, talking quietly, and Sahrll was convinced. While Sahrll was eating the fresh food, Shal circled and came close. The Drappa just kept eating, although Shal was right next to her. With a swift movement the Drappa was dead.
Shal was found out the next moon and driven harshly out. She made her den on the outskirts of the pack's boundaries and had her pups. Four pups, two lived. Two females. Ciara and her sister Raita. The mother's heart softened on the inside, but not outside. The two sisters often lay together while their mother was snicking evily and glancing at the pack. When the pups got stronger Shal pushed them and made them run and fight one another. The two dead pups were left for scavengers which troubled the sisters greatly. Shal pushed them and smiled, saying that they were strong and they would soon have a great pack. The pups grew to think their mother was mad. They spent more and more time away and wandered farther and farther. One day they heard wolves howling and snarling when they were coming back from an exploration. They smelt death. When they came to the den they found their mother bloodied. In fright the pups ran without knowing where they were going.
In her haste, Ciara left her little sister behind. After a few days Ciara learned to hunt and fight. She tried to forget her haunting past. After a while she came back and found her dying sister and dead mom. Ciara ran far from her sister's death and never returned.
(I'm not good today!!)
