Post by Craveth on Oct 6, 2009 6:06:03 GMT -6
Full Name: Savenroja.
Age: 40 Winters.
Race: Wolf.
Sub-Race: Rauroc X Demon.
Gender: Female.
Appearance:
Savenroja is of the deepest black in color, with a luscious magenta colored mane sprouting from the top of her crania, to fall short at her shoulders. The same pink fur resides on the underside of her tail, where the fur there is slightly longer than her pelt. She has a medium bodice frame, not chunky, but toned with well worked muscle. Keeping fit and healthy is a high priority for this young mother, who is not often seen lazing about. Her optics are of brilliant pink, the pair creating a striking contrast against her dark face. Nimble and athletic, Savenroja's bodice is full of endurance.
Personality:
A fierce wolf by all standards, Savenroja prides herself on her strength of both body and mind. With deep-set standards, she would easily give her life up for her pack or any of its members, to include the Omegas. She's a stickler for the rules, believing in order and cooperation with the members of the pack. She fears that without a strong pawhold on the individuals the pack could fall apart. Though sometimes she can appear terribly stern and unsympathetic, Savenroja has a deep streak of compassion bubbling through her personality that will spring into action the moment a comrade is in danger or need of assistance in almost any way. Because of her rather rough personality, it takes time for others to warm up to her. Once they do, however, they go past the first level of just pack loyalty and become friends, wolves who she would gladly run to the ends of the world to assist. Savenroja does not fear death. She views it merely as just another well-worn path in the journey that is life and that when her time comes she will gladly step paw upon the track. Despite this, she has a rather vivid fear of swiftly running or very deep water, owing to an almost fatal mishap when she was a mere pup. She's been working to quell this fear, but so far has had little progress on the matter. In the way of other fears, naught else seems to get to her, from the biggest bears and cougars, to the darkest nights and fiercest storms. She believes that the strong survive, and though many need the protection of the stronger, if a wolf cannot survive the elements that he lives in, then he really doesn't deserve to live. Disregard for authority, a lack of common sense, and disobeying the pack's Laws are what rankle Savenroja the most, setting her in a thick mood in which she desires to teach the offending wolf a serious lesson. Of these negative things, there are positives too. Things that Savenroja adores and make her feel truly alive include a love of the snow under her paws, as well as the fierce heat of any molten spring, the scent of wild evergreens upon her nose, the howl of faithful comrades on her ears, and a freshly brisk breeze stirring her darkened fur.
History:
Savenroja was born into a family of rouge lovers. Her mother being a Rauroc wolf, and her father being a demon wolf. Both were cast out from their clans as a result of the un-desired love for one another. She grew up with just them two. When she was only a few weeks old, she nearly drowned after slipping from a rocky crag into the rushing torrent of a river in the thick of winter. Even after her mother's quick-thinking fetched her safely to shore, she nearly died by freezing to death. This incident has had a deeper impact upon the young wolf than many would have thought, giving her a distinct fear of rushing water as well as deep water. She would gingerly step in the vicinity of any river or creek, and although shallow waters didn't bother her much, she would always be watching to make sure she could see the rocks under her paws. Savenroja grew being taught the ways of the wilds by her parents and she was ever the eager-learner. She would watch in awe as the adults hunted, howling out to each other and keeping perfect rhythm to bring the prey down. She looked up to them highly. Occasionally Savenroja would be seen keeping a keen eye on the surroundings, strutting about with an air of authority and keeping everything in line as she could. Though she seemed to be a grumpy little pup, she quite enjoyed a good tussle, as is the nature of all pups. She would join her parents and within minutes had them squealing protest as she went at the play-fighting with a will. Her fighting nature, by far, seemed much more distinct than her parents could think of, she even proved her hunting prowess at a very young age by landing herself a rather fine young snow-rabbit. She had left her parents in search of a pack of her own. But a rouge life never satisfied her. A desire to be one with the pack grows deeper withing her every passing moon.
Magic:
Manipulación: Sav's most mastered element is Electricity, being able to create/manipulate said energy. Instead of a blinding white color however, the electricity flows the deepest of blues. With this spell she can generate small doses of the energy, be it to tickle, or inflict harm on others.
Ojo De La Tormenta: This is the only other attack Sav has control over. It is almost lethal when used. Not trained to specifically attack said target, Savenroja can conjure up a fierce lightning storm. This changes the atmosphere to her favor, allowing her to not only draw energy from the raging weather, but also the upper edge on fighting in such conditions.
Skills:
Combatiente: When it comes to battle, Savenroja is an extremist. She knows the ins and outs of the sport, her knowledge and experience flows freely in a fight, it clear for everyone to see. She will not deny a good tussle, and takes to conflict/fighting with a will.
Vuelo: Sav can summon beautiful black feathery wings at anytime she wishes, thus enabling her with the gift of flight.
TelepatÃa: Sav is also familiar with telepathy, allowing her to speak to said creature, using nothing but her mind.
[/size][/center] Age: 40 Winters.
Race: Wolf.
Sub-Race: Rauroc X Demon.
Gender: Female.
Appearance:
Savenroja is of the deepest black in color, with a luscious magenta colored mane sprouting from the top of her crania, to fall short at her shoulders. The same pink fur resides on the underside of her tail, where the fur there is slightly longer than her pelt. She has a medium bodice frame, not chunky, but toned with well worked muscle. Keeping fit and healthy is a high priority for this young mother, who is not often seen lazing about. Her optics are of brilliant pink, the pair creating a striking contrast against her dark face. Nimble and athletic, Savenroja's bodice is full of endurance.
Personality:
A fierce wolf by all standards, Savenroja prides herself on her strength of both body and mind. With deep-set standards, she would easily give her life up for her pack or any of its members, to include the Omegas. She's a stickler for the rules, believing in order and cooperation with the members of the pack. She fears that without a strong pawhold on the individuals the pack could fall apart. Though sometimes she can appear terribly stern and unsympathetic, Savenroja has a deep streak of compassion bubbling through her personality that will spring into action the moment a comrade is in danger or need of assistance in almost any way. Because of her rather rough personality, it takes time for others to warm up to her. Once they do, however, they go past the first level of just pack loyalty and become friends, wolves who she would gladly run to the ends of the world to assist. Savenroja does not fear death. She views it merely as just another well-worn path in the journey that is life and that when her time comes she will gladly step paw upon the track. Despite this, she has a rather vivid fear of swiftly running or very deep water, owing to an almost fatal mishap when she was a mere pup. She's been working to quell this fear, but so far has had little progress on the matter. In the way of other fears, naught else seems to get to her, from the biggest bears and cougars, to the darkest nights and fiercest storms. She believes that the strong survive, and though many need the protection of the stronger, if a wolf cannot survive the elements that he lives in, then he really doesn't deserve to live. Disregard for authority, a lack of common sense, and disobeying the pack's Laws are what rankle Savenroja the most, setting her in a thick mood in which she desires to teach the offending wolf a serious lesson. Of these negative things, there are positives too. Things that Savenroja adores and make her feel truly alive include a love of the snow under her paws, as well as the fierce heat of any molten spring, the scent of wild evergreens upon her nose, the howl of faithful comrades on her ears, and a freshly brisk breeze stirring her darkened fur.
History:
Savenroja was born into a family of rouge lovers. Her mother being a Rauroc wolf, and her father being a demon wolf. Both were cast out from their clans as a result of the un-desired love for one another. She grew up with just them two. When she was only a few weeks old, she nearly drowned after slipping from a rocky crag into the rushing torrent of a river in the thick of winter. Even after her mother's quick-thinking fetched her safely to shore, she nearly died by freezing to death. This incident has had a deeper impact upon the young wolf than many would have thought, giving her a distinct fear of rushing water as well as deep water. She would gingerly step in the vicinity of any river or creek, and although shallow waters didn't bother her much, she would always be watching to make sure she could see the rocks under her paws. Savenroja grew being taught the ways of the wilds by her parents and she was ever the eager-learner. She would watch in awe as the adults hunted, howling out to each other and keeping perfect rhythm to bring the prey down. She looked up to them highly. Occasionally Savenroja would be seen keeping a keen eye on the surroundings, strutting about with an air of authority and keeping everything in line as she could. Though she seemed to be a grumpy little pup, she quite enjoyed a good tussle, as is the nature of all pups. She would join her parents and within minutes had them squealing protest as she went at the play-fighting with a will. Her fighting nature, by far, seemed much more distinct than her parents could think of, she even proved her hunting prowess at a very young age by landing herself a rather fine young snow-rabbit. She had left her parents in search of a pack of her own. But a rouge life never satisfied her. A desire to be one with the pack grows deeper withing her every passing moon.
Magic:
Manipulación: Sav's most mastered element is Electricity, being able to create/manipulate said energy. Instead of a blinding white color however, the electricity flows the deepest of blues. With this spell she can generate small doses of the energy, be it to tickle, or inflict harm on others.
Ojo De La Tormenta: This is the only other attack Sav has control over. It is almost lethal when used. Not trained to specifically attack said target, Savenroja can conjure up a fierce lightning storm. This changes the atmosphere to her favor, allowing her to not only draw energy from the raging weather, but also the upper edge on fighting in such conditions.
Skills:
Combatiente: When it comes to battle, Savenroja is an extremist. She knows the ins and outs of the sport, her knowledge and experience flows freely in a fight, it clear for everyone to see. She will not deny a good tussle, and takes to conflict/fighting with a will.
Vuelo: Sav can summon beautiful black feathery wings at anytime she wishes, thus enabling her with the gift of flight.
TelepatÃa: Sav is also familiar with telepathy, allowing her to speak to said creature, using nothing but her mind.
