Post by Sabla on Apr 17, 2007 10:42:22 GMT -5
BASICS.
Name: Sabla
Meaning: Determined
Derived from: Able //get it?
//
Gender: femme
Age: two years old
Genealogy: pure-blooded timber wolf
OUTSIDE.
-Quickie-
Build: Long and lean, though sturdy.
Coat: Rustic red with a black-tipped tail
Eyes: Bright green
-Details-
Build: She is taller than most varg, with long elegant legs that can run after any herla. She's also slim, though still in the healthy range. And although she is long and lean, she has an excellent muscle build and can fight without having to worry about being snapped in half like a twig.
Coat: She has thick, though soft fur that is rustic red. She almost looks like a walking pile of maple leaves.
Distinguishing features: A black-tipped tail and a black stripe on either side of her face, almost like black-tipped "cheek fluff". She also has the brightest green eyes you have ever seen. So bright that they seem to glow.
INSIDE.
-Quickie-
Attitude: positive, funny, determined, leader, mischievous, nocturnal
-Details-
Attitude: She is optomistic, and because of that she thinks drama is hysterical. She has a simplistic, yet comical outlook on life. She can turn just about any situation around into a funny one. (Even if it's dark humor.) And with this personality, she believes that there is good in everyone, no matter how small.
HISTORY/IMPORTANT STUFF
Sorry guys, no quickie on this one. It's full detail only.
-Details-
Getting To Transylvania:
Sabla was born in a litter of five. She was the oldest, and also the only girl. Thus, her parents dubbed her, "the responsible one," and she was put in charge of her fellow siblings. At first, this was a grand thing, she could boss the boys around and never get in trouble for it. But they grew older, and watching over them became dull. The problem was not from lack of strength, (she could pin two of them at the same time) but from being isolated with them all her life. And any girl with only brothers would understand this process.
The next winter, with the litter nearing a year old, her parents announced that another litter was on the way. Everyone was delighted, but Sabla was horrified. Even more pups to babysit! So that night, while the pack was sleeping, she slipped away. It was snowing hard that night, and her tracks were quickly filled in with snow.
And she never regretted running away.
In Transylvania:
Little Sabla wandered Transylvania, interacting with the local orphans and the adults. The next spring she met her best friend, Tarmalo. Her and Tarmalo joined the Koran pack and still reside there.
Sabla and Tarmalo became best friends through tormenting human camps, hunting down rabbits, swimming in the river, and playing in the snow. They became mates even though Tarmalo had once blacked out by cause of his father's spirit and attacked her (which had been forgiven) and snapping and snarling at each other in the heat of bloodlust from a kill.
Sabla had been called away this last fall by her brother, Kuno, to return to her old packlands of her childhood which had been taken over by another pack. The dragga of the pack challenged all living heirs to fight him or be hunted down and killed as a sense of pride to gain the lands. Sabla fought and killed the dragga, the only of her family to survive doing so, and is haunted by her "murder". She worries this changed her and made her as bad as the Balkar and is fighting through this now.
FEARS AND ASPIRATIONS.
FEARS.
- Bears
- Water (of course)
- Snakes
HOPES/DREAMS
-To become part of a pack
- To enjoy life to the fullest
-To be known among the varg of Transylvannia
-To make a lot of friends
-To find her own mate
- To have a litter of pups herself
EXTRA.
Posting color:
~ Yellow
Pack:
~ Koran
Mate:
+ Tarmalo
Friends:
+ Zabarack/Neithan
+ Silverwren
+
My mind deserts me...
Enemies:
- None thus far
Who she'd like to know better:
~ Jasper
~ Alice
~ Tron
~ Phantom
~ Tourniquet
~ Mist
~ Krystal Zanguzen
~ Whoever's reading this.
Name: Sabla
Meaning: Determined
Derived from: Able //get it?
//Gender: femme
Age: two years old
Genealogy: pure-blooded timber wolf
OUTSIDE.
-Quickie-
Build: Long and lean, though sturdy.
Coat: Rustic red with a black-tipped tail
Eyes: Bright green
-Details-
Build: She is taller than most varg, with long elegant legs that can run after any herla. She's also slim, though still in the healthy range. And although she is long and lean, she has an excellent muscle build and can fight without having to worry about being snapped in half like a twig.
Coat: She has thick, though soft fur that is rustic red. She almost looks like a walking pile of maple leaves.
Distinguishing features: A black-tipped tail and a black stripe on either side of her face, almost like black-tipped "cheek fluff". She also has the brightest green eyes you have ever seen. So bright that they seem to glow.
INSIDE.
-Quickie-
Attitude: positive, funny, determined, leader, mischievous, nocturnal
-Details-
Attitude: She is optomistic, and because of that she thinks drama is hysterical. She has a simplistic, yet comical outlook on life. She can turn just about any situation around into a funny one. (Even if it's dark humor.) And with this personality, she believes that there is good in everyone, no matter how small.
HISTORY/IMPORTANT STUFF
Sorry guys, no quickie on this one. It's full detail only.
-Details-
Getting To Transylvania:
Sabla was born in a litter of five. She was the oldest, and also the only girl. Thus, her parents dubbed her, "the responsible one," and she was put in charge of her fellow siblings. At first, this was a grand thing, she could boss the boys around and never get in trouble for it. But they grew older, and watching over them became dull. The problem was not from lack of strength, (she could pin two of them at the same time) but from being isolated with them all her life. And any girl with only brothers would understand this process.
The next winter, with the litter nearing a year old, her parents announced that another litter was on the way. Everyone was delighted, but Sabla was horrified. Even more pups to babysit! So that night, while the pack was sleeping, she slipped away. It was snowing hard that night, and her tracks were quickly filled in with snow.
And she never regretted running away.
In Transylvania:
Little Sabla wandered Transylvania, interacting with the local orphans and the adults. The next spring she met her best friend, Tarmalo. Her and Tarmalo joined the Koran pack and still reside there.
Sabla and Tarmalo became best friends through tormenting human camps, hunting down rabbits, swimming in the river, and playing in the snow. They became mates even though Tarmalo had once blacked out by cause of his father's spirit and attacked her (which had been forgiven) and snapping and snarling at each other in the heat of bloodlust from a kill.
Sabla had been called away this last fall by her brother, Kuno, to return to her old packlands of her childhood which had been taken over by another pack. The dragga of the pack challenged all living heirs to fight him or be hunted down and killed as a sense of pride to gain the lands. Sabla fought and killed the dragga, the only of her family to survive doing so, and is haunted by her "murder". She worries this changed her and made her as bad as the Balkar and is fighting through this now.
FEARS AND ASPIRATIONS.
FEARS.
- Bears
- Water (of course)
- Snakes
HOPES/DREAMS
-
- To enjoy life to the fullest
-
-
-
- To have a litter of pups herself
EXTRA.
Posting color:
~ Yellow
Pack:
~ Koran
Mate:
+ Tarmalo
Friends:
+ Zabarack/Neithan
+ Silverwren
+
My mind deserts me...Enemies:
- None thus far
Who she'd like to know better:
~ Jasper
~ Alice
~ Tron
~ Phantom
~ Tourniquet
~ Mist
~ Krystal Zanguzen
~ Whoever's reading this.
