Post by Aiyana on Aug 14, 2008 21:04:50 GMT -5
Name: Aiyana
Age: About 3 summers.
Appearance: She is slender, a very petite fae. Her coat is a mixture that one might call calico, with patches and splotches of brown, grey, black, white, and red covering her form. Her underbelly and chest are white, and her paws are a honey-like color. She has no mask, but the fur primarily around her face area is black and silver. Her eyes are a warm amber hue.
Personality: She is, first and foremost, a kind wolf to those who are the same to her. She tends to be very blunt, thought, and tells it like it is no matter what the circumstance. She has a temper that is not easily riled, but once it is she is just as formidable as any Sarnes wolf despite her size. Once one gets to know her, she tends to insult her friends in jest, her way of letting one know that she likes them. But if she offends, she is never afraid to apologize. She's very playful with those that she knows well. She does not like to fight, but for family, friends and pack she will fight to the death.
History: As a child she grew up in a normal pack with a loving father and mother, and several brothers and sisters. She was quiet then, a shy child who tended to be very skittish of most everything. But her favorite brother, the one that she connected the most with, was rebellious and spiteful at times, but he was always kind to her. He was her best friend. He took off one day to spite his parents for something that they had fussed at him about, and he ended up getting lost. He did not come back, and they did not find him despite how much they looked. Heartbroken, the shy fae decided to venture out on her own, sure that she would find her brother and bring him back home. But she did not count on becoming lost herself.. She came upon a pack, half-frozen and half-starved, made up of all males. They were the equivalent of rogues, living on the edge, and most of them were truly not very nice. They took one look at the pup and were ready to kill her for a scrap of meat. But the alpha looked to her and saw the potential that she could possibly have, and they took her in. She was trained to run with the pack, to hunt as they did, to creep as they did. After 2 summers, she was a young adult and a very formidable member of the pack. But as rutheless as they were, she always remembered what her mother and father had originally taught her. She put on the facade of being cruel, but truly was not. So when the alpha (and many of the others) wanted to mate with her, she hesitated. She did not want to be forced upon with someone that she did not love. She refused, and they attempted to make her do it by telling her that it was a requirement for her staying in the pack. She refused once more, and fled them with great difficulty, staying on the run for a long time. She has lived for a while on her own, always searching for a pack like her birth-pack, still trying to find her brother and her parents.
Age: About 3 summers.
Appearance: She is slender, a very petite fae. Her coat is a mixture that one might call calico, with patches and splotches of brown, grey, black, white, and red covering her form. Her underbelly and chest are white, and her paws are a honey-like color. She has no mask, but the fur primarily around her face area is black and silver. Her eyes are a warm amber hue.
Personality: She is, first and foremost, a kind wolf to those who are the same to her. She tends to be very blunt, thought, and tells it like it is no matter what the circumstance. She has a temper that is not easily riled, but once it is she is just as formidable as any Sarnes wolf despite her size. Once one gets to know her, she tends to insult her friends in jest, her way of letting one know that she likes them. But if she offends, she is never afraid to apologize. She's very playful with those that she knows well. She does not like to fight, but for family, friends and pack she will fight to the death.
History: As a child she grew up in a normal pack with a loving father and mother, and several brothers and sisters. She was quiet then, a shy child who tended to be very skittish of most everything. But her favorite brother, the one that she connected the most with, was rebellious and spiteful at times, but he was always kind to her. He was her best friend. He took off one day to spite his parents for something that they had fussed at him about, and he ended up getting lost. He did not come back, and they did not find him despite how much they looked. Heartbroken, the shy fae decided to venture out on her own, sure that she would find her brother and bring him back home. But she did not count on becoming lost herself.. She came upon a pack, half-frozen and half-starved, made up of all males. They were the equivalent of rogues, living on the edge, and most of them were truly not very nice. They took one look at the pup and were ready to kill her for a scrap of meat. But the alpha looked to her and saw the potential that she could possibly have, and they took her in. She was trained to run with the pack, to hunt as they did, to creep as they did. After 2 summers, she was a young adult and a very formidable member of the pack. But as rutheless as they were, she always remembered what her mother and father had originally taught her. She put on the facade of being cruel, but truly was not. So when the alpha (and many of the others) wanted to mate with her, she hesitated. She did not want to be forced upon with someone that she did not love. She refused, and they attempted to make her do it by telling her that it was a requirement for her staying in the pack. She refused once more, and fled them with great difficulty, staying on the run for a long time. She has lived for a while on her own, always searching for a pack like her birth-pack, still trying to find her brother and her parents.