Post by Misaki on Apr 9, 2009 11:53:55 GMT -5
.:Basis:.
Name: Thorn
Meaning: A small sharp-pointed tip resembling a spike on a stem or leaf.
Pronounciation: Thaw-n
Gender: Fae
Age : 2 3/4
Alliance: Dark
Sexuality: Straight
Species: Tundra Wolf
.:Appearance:.
Eye Colour: Icy blue
Fur Colour: Jet black with an inky blue shine. The fur is a much darker black around her eyes making them appear shadowed.
Fur Length: Quite long around the mane and tail. Though shorter around the muzzle and legs.
Figure: Slender and lean though has a very bold and dominant stature.
.:A little Deeper:.
Personality: Thorn has a very shady personality. She is very untrustworthy to lone wolves. She has a habit of befriending them then stabbing them in the back. She's good an manipulating others and making them feel like dirt to gain an advantage. All in all not a very nice wolf. She has grown to like the taste of blood of her own kind and wont hesitate to draw blood from another varg either. She would make a good spy or assassin in a dark pack.
History: Thorn was born to a kerl mother who during her travels was raped. Her mother found it hard to look after a pup alone. One winter was particually harsh and her mother felt that she couldn't go on. She abandonned Thorn in the snow and left.
Thorn, being only a youngster couldn't travel far and she only managed to walk a hundred meters against the blizzard and gusts of wind before she collapsed from exhaustion. Buried by the snow, Thorn was soaked through to the skin. When the storm finally subsided she managed to crawl out of the snow and walk to a small cave inhabited by bats. There she rested.
Thorn managed to catch the rats and mice in the cave and eat them, this only just kept her going. Now a young adult and the size of a large dog, she could catch the bats in the cave. Thorn left the cave as soon as the winter had passed. Not really knowing how she survived, she travelled on looking for her mother and father.
One day a familier figure crested a hill as Thorn was passing through the forest. She recognised her mother instantly and a rage bubbled up inside of her. She had never felt so much hate in her life. She followed her mother in the shadows to her den and waited until nightfall when her mother was asleep. She crept into the den and stood over the sleeping form of her mother. Thorn was torn, she had planned on murdering her mother, but now she thought about how she brought her into the world. Then, images flashed through her mind, of her mother putting her down in the snow, turning her back on her before running off. Not once looking back. Thorn snarled and sunk her fangs into her mothers throat, blood spurted as the jugular was pierced and her mother died instantly.
Thorn left her mothers corpse behind, not guilty for her actions. She met other wolves on her journey, challanging them and taunting them. She became feared by small packs and lone wolves. To get what she wanted she would act kind then stab them in the back once she earned their trust. She found it enjoyable and the taste of blood became an addiction. She wandered, picking fights and winning most. Though now she thinks that her skills could prove useful in a worthy pack and hopes to join a dark pack willing to take her in.
.:Extra's:.
Wolf Image(s): Signature
Theme Song: Shattered Bonds
Name: Thorn
Meaning: A small sharp-pointed tip resembling a spike on a stem or leaf.
Pronounciation: Thaw-n
Gender: Fae
Age : 2 3/4
Alliance: Dark
Sexuality: Straight
Species: Tundra Wolf
.:Appearance:.
Eye Colour: Icy blue
Fur Colour: Jet black with an inky blue shine. The fur is a much darker black around her eyes making them appear shadowed.
Fur Length: Quite long around the mane and tail. Though shorter around the muzzle and legs.
Figure: Slender and lean though has a very bold and dominant stature.
.:A little Deeper:.
Personality: Thorn has a very shady personality. She is very untrustworthy to lone wolves. She has a habit of befriending them then stabbing them in the back. She's good an manipulating others and making them feel like dirt to gain an advantage. All in all not a very nice wolf. She has grown to like the taste of blood of her own kind and wont hesitate to draw blood from another varg either. She would make a good spy or assassin in a dark pack.
History: Thorn was born to a kerl mother who during her travels was raped. Her mother found it hard to look after a pup alone. One winter was particually harsh and her mother felt that she couldn't go on. She abandonned Thorn in the snow and left.
Thorn, being only a youngster couldn't travel far and she only managed to walk a hundred meters against the blizzard and gusts of wind before she collapsed from exhaustion. Buried by the snow, Thorn was soaked through to the skin. When the storm finally subsided she managed to crawl out of the snow and walk to a small cave inhabited by bats. There she rested.
Thorn managed to catch the rats and mice in the cave and eat them, this only just kept her going. Now a young adult and the size of a large dog, she could catch the bats in the cave. Thorn left the cave as soon as the winter had passed. Not really knowing how she survived, she travelled on looking for her mother and father.
One day a familier figure crested a hill as Thorn was passing through the forest. She recognised her mother instantly and a rage bubbled up inside of her. She had never felt so much hate in her life. She followed her mother in the shadows to her den and waited until nightfall when her mother was asleep. She crept into the den and stood over the sleeping form of her mother. Thorn was torn, she had planned on murdering her mother, but now she thought about how she brought her into the world. Then, images flashed through her mind, of her mother putting her down in the snow, turning her back on her before running off. Not once looking back. Thorn snarled and sunk her fangs into her mothers throat, blood spurted as the jugular was pierced and her mother died instantly.
Thorn left her mothers corpse behind, not guilty for her actions. She met other wolves on her journey, challanging them and taunting them. She became feared by small packs and lone wolves. To get what she wanted she would act kind then stab them in the back once she earned their trust. She found it enjoyable and the taste of blood became an addiction. She wandered, picking fights and winning most. Though now she thinks that her skills could prove useful in a worthy pack and hopes to join a dark pack willing to take her in.
.:Extra's:.
Wolf Image(s): Signature
Theme Song: Shattered Bonds