Post by FreeRunner on Jul 31, 2010 21:54:28 GMT -6
Name: Nikita (pronounced Nih-kee-tah)
Gender: Female
Race: Wolf
Sub-Race: Celestial
Breed: Winged
Pack: N/A
Rank: N/A
Appearance: Glossy, gossamer black fur coats a lithe and petite frame from nose to tail. Feathered wings of the same hue extend from between her shoulder blades and span to about 12 feet across. She herself stands to about 3 feet at the shoulder. When light hits her just right, one can see rainbows flit over her wings similar to the way a raven's feathers reflect light. Her eyes are a dark gold, with a ring of emerald through the center of her irises. She has a scar and a few missing feathers near the base of her right wing where it appears as though someone had tried to gnaw it off.
Personality: Nikita has constant mood swings. She can be playful and mostly kind, or she can be sassy with a mean bite. Catch her on an 'off' day, and she is nothing but a sarcastic, troublesome, hellion. In short, Niki is high-spirited with a penchant for doing things she probably isn't supposed to, and she absolutely loves mischief. One thing about her though, is that even though she can fly, she would usually prefer to walk.
Magic: N/A
-Spells: N/A
Skills: Obviously, Nik can fly. She is a very stealthy runner as well, but sometimes she may use her wings to speed herself along. She is very cunning and has a natural ability to blend into her surroundings.
Biography: Niki was born of a normal, timber wolf dam and a celestial wolf sire. Her father had opted to have his "extra" appendages.. removed, when he was still a juvenile. To he, they made him an abomination; an unnatural being, and he only wanted normalcy and acceptance. Somewhere on down his story line, he met Nik's mother and they soon became mated. At first, he was unsure he wanted to reproduce with his mate, thinking that their offspring would be "condemned" with the same pennons as he was born with. He was right, of course, but he had sought guidance and had been told it was possible for them to have a "normal" litter. Her father, remaining unsure, was continually pestered by Nik's mother who desperately wanted younglings of her own. Eventually, he gave in to her, and so they had a litter of three pups: two males and Nikita, and all three bore wings. Angered and repulsed by the sight of their young, her father abruptly killed the firstborn son and started for the next male before their mother broke his hold of the defenseless pup. Of course, injured right out of the womb, the poor babe died within the hour. Nik's mother was devastated that her mate would do such a thing, but they were bonded for life. She knew there would never be another mate for her as long as she would live. And so, when Niki finally turned of an age she could handle her own, her mother sought death for herself and found it over a cliff. Now, with no mother to continue defending and protecting the still young Nikita, her half-crazed father turned on her. But he loved her, and couldn't go through with killing her any longer. Instead, he wanted her to undergo the "procedure" of removing her blessed wings. However, unlike her sire, she prized her gossamer black wings and made a move to escape. Unfortunately, he had been standing too close and he pinned her to the ground. Then, her father began gnawing on the thick bone structure at the base of her right wing. Until that moment, fear had bound her motionless, but the pain sent strength to her limbs and she managed to escape him, fleeing as far and fast as her body would allow. She never saw him again, and has now lived as a wanderer for two winters.