Post by Rauna on Aug 16, 2008 16:58:35 GMT -5
Name: Rauna
Appearance: Rauna has a build sufficient for her tender age, with rotund puppy fat slowly becoming sleek muscle and tone as she grows older. Her fur is rather unkempt and tousled, neglected for a more adventurous lifestyle. She has dark auburn ears and an ebony snout, with flecks of steely gray above and around her eyes. There is a small, pale splash on her chest the color of cream, and the fur on her back is brownish with black tips along her spine. She has deep orangish eyes that have a copper tint and specks of yellow.
Personality: Rauna is like many surly cubs of her age. She has a haughty fighter's spirit that tends to get her into trouble, and is very ambitious. Restlessness and independence are also traits she personifies very well, and like all cubs, she is quite curious about everything around her. She is not unkind, however; there are moments when Rauna is complacent and calm, and moments when she shows patience and consideration for the ones she cares for. She loves to play, as young ones often do, and puts massive amounts of energy into adventuring. However, Rauna is wary of strangers - especially adults, and is slow to trust. There are times when she can be very shy and easy to frighten, or harsh and easily angered. She is not a bully and doesn't go searching for fights, but Rauna will always attempt to hold her own in a scuffle if the odds she faced were relatively even.
History: Eager to win the praise of her parents as well as an elevation in rank among her littermates, Rauna departed from the den late one afternoon as her family napped in the warm sunlight. The den, which was located in a copse of trees upon a gentle knoll, was easily escaped and the brash young cub had quickly filed down into the low prairie that skirted the trees. Her plan was simple: Rauna would hunt the foolish lera scattered throughout this meadow, even a small one would do, and would bring the scent of her achievement home when she accomplished the task.
As she edged along the open field, Rauna was aware that her plan so far had gone without a hitch. Her mother and father were blissfully unaware of her absence, and her yearling brother was no doubt snoozing beneath the shade of the large boulder that sheltered the den. Better yet was the absence of Garl, her beloved brother who followed her nearly everywhere. Though his presence was missed, Rauna did not want him to lag behind or cause delay, and although she tried to deny it, she also didn't want him to receive the praise or new rank that she would. It was this ambition that cost her dearly.
The grass was very high for summer, and almost completely concealed the drappa cub. Only the tips of her bright reddish brown ears bobbed up and down in plain view as she trotted along. She was enjoying her romp through the tall grass, and made very good time for her age: she quickly came upon a shallow gully many tail-lengths from the den, and it had steep banks of dry earth and a bottom full of bent river grass. The river itself was absent, as the heat of summer had evaporated much of the standing water in this field, and the heat left nothing but a dry ditch. This ditch ran for several miles across the open field, and finally disappeared into the woods beyond where her pack's territory ended.
Intent on finding a good kill, Rauna thought that it would be a smart idea to follow this gully until she came across another lera, perhaps one that burrowed in the soft soil of the riverbed. She tumbled down into the dry ditch and started trotting through its middle with a hungry look on her face. She didn't realize that she could easily become so lost within the gully: confined by its high walls, and unable to see any landmarks by which to judge her position. She followed the little ravine to the edge of her territory and crossed the border without delay, unaware of its existence by lack of smell. By the time she decided to quit her hunting trip and head home, Rauna was thick in the forest outside of her mother and father's domain. The young cub clambered out from the gully with some difficulty, and when she finally emerged from the shallow ravine, she realized she was lost.
Trees surrounded her, and the many scents of the forest were confusing. With no sense of cardinal direction, or in what direction her den even was, Rauna grew quite anxious and made a considerable error: she began traveling west in her search for home, ironically wandering in the opposite direction.
Rauna hunted eagerly for her family, and a few suns later she could be found, dazed and hungry, several miles from the den. It was how she crossed into Transylvania: alone and famished, sullen and morose for her loss.
Appearance: Rauna has a build sufficient for her tender age, with rotund puppy fat slowly becoming sleek muscle and tone as she grows older. Her fur is rather unkempt and tousled, neglected for a more adventurous lifestyle. She has dark auburn ears and an ebony snout, with flecks of steely gray above and around her eyes. There is a small, pale splash on her chest the color of cream, and the fur on her back is brownish with black tips along her spine. She has deep orangish eyes that have a copper tint and specks of yellow.
Personality: Rauna is like many surly cubs of her age. She has a haughty fighter's spirit that tends to get her into trouble, and is very ambitious. Restlessness and independence are also traits she personifies very well, and like all cubs, she is quite curious about everything around her. She is not unkind, however; there are moments when Rauna is complacent and calm, and moments when she shows patience and consideration for the ones she cares for. She loves to play, as young ones often do, and puts massive amounts of energy into adventuring. However, Rauna is wary of strangers - especially adults, and is slow to trust. There are times when she can be very shy and easy to frighten, or harsh and easily angered. She is not a bully and doesn't go searching for fights, but Rauna will always attempt to hold her own in a scuffle if the odds she faced were relatively even.
History: Eager to win the praise of her parents as well as an elevation in rank among her littermates, Rauna departed from the den late one afternoon as her family napped in the warm sunlight. The den, which was located in a copse of trees upon a gentle knoll, was easily escaped and the brash young cub had quickly filed down into the low prairie that skirted the trees. Her plan was simple: Rauna would hunt the foolish lera scattered throughout this meadow, even a small one would do, and would bring the scent of her achievement home when she accomplished the task.
As she edged along the open field, Rauna was aware that her plan so far had gone without a hitch. Her mother and father were blissfully unaware of her absence, and her yearling brother was no doubt snoozing beneath the shade of the large boulder that sheltered the den. Better yet was the absence of Garl, her beloved brother who followed her nearly everywhere. Though his presence was missed, Rauna did not want him to lag behind or cause delay, and although she tried to deny it, she also didn't want him to receive the praise or new rank that she would. It was this ambition that cost her dearly.
The grass was very high for summer, and almost completely concealed the drappa cub. Only the tips of her bright reddish brown ears bobbed up and down in plain view as she trotted along. She was enjoying her romp through the tall grass, and made very good time for her age: she quickly came upon a shallow gully many tail-lengths from the den, and it had steep banks of dry earth and a bottom full of bent river grass. The river itself was absent, as the heat of summer had evaporated much of the standing water in this field, and the heat left nothing but a dry ditch. This ditch ran for several miles across the open field, and finally disappeared into the woods beyond where her pack's territory ended.
Intent on finding a good kill, Rauna thought that it would be a smart idea to follow this gully until she came across another lera, perhaps one that burrowed in the soft soil of the riverbed. She tumbled down into the dry ditch and started trotting through its middle with a hungry look on her face. She didn't realize that she could easily become so lost within the gully: confined by its high walls, and unable to see any landmarks by which to judge her position. She followed the little ravine to the edge of her territory and crossed the border without delay, unaware of its existence by lack of smell. By the time she decided to quit her hunting trip and head home, Rauna was thick in the forest outside of her mother and father's domain. The young cub clambered out from the gully with some difficulty, and when she finally emerged from the shallow ravine, she realized she was lost.
Trees surrounded her, and the many scents of the forest were confusing. With no sense of cardinal direction, or in what direction her den even was, Rauna grew quite anxious and made a considerable error: she began traveling west in her search for home, ironically wandering in the opposite direction.
Rauna hunted eagerly for her family, and a few suns later she could be found, dazed and hungry, several miles from the den. It was how she crossed into Transylvania: alone and famished, sullen and morose for her loss.
