Post by Lucretia on May 6, 2012 19:08:11 GMT -6
Name: Kita
Gender: Female
Race: Wolf
Sub-Race: N/A
Breed: Arctic/Timber cross
Pack: N/A
Rank: N/A - Loner
Appearance: She stands from the ground to shoulder at 26 inches, her overall height reaching about 2'7" when standing up straight. From nose to tail, she is approximately 4' 06" long and weighing about 50 lbs, making her at the low end of average for the most part. Her fur is a snowy white with golden undertones, having no other defining marks. Her eyes are an icy blue that shimmer like moonlight. Aside from her plain yet pretty appearance, she does wear a pendant around her neck that was given to her as a puppy. It has multiple strands of twine holding it on, the small star burst crest dangling at the base of her neck where it meets her chest.
Personality: She is actually rather innocent for the most part. Very naive, as well, as she's been sheltered living on a farm her entire life. She's hard to pin down precisely personality wise, as her emotions are very temperamental. She tends to cling to individuals once she's made some sort of a bond, but is wary of strangers. She wants to trust humans, but due to her past only feels her rage flare up at the thought of them. She can be warm and sweet, or cold as ice depending on the mood you catch her in.
Magic: Light
-Spells:
-Shadow Speak** -She is able to communicate with her Shadow, Wrath even without vocally speaking.
-Serene Grace -When she is calm, she is able to spread this feeling. It makes hunting much easier, as prey often don't feel threatened. The trick is to remain calm...which she's not very good at.
-Soul Sight -On occasion, she can see the energy put off by spirits and the souls of living creatures. Each reads a different color, and feels different to her.
**It should be noted that Wrath has abilities that affect her, but they are not her spells as she does not control him. She can only communicate with him.**
Skills:
-Strong sense of smell, can easily distinguish scents.
-Lithe and flexible, her small size making her able to hide in spots many others wouldn't so easily be able to.
-Strong hunting capabilities for rodents and the like after chasing them down on the farm all the time.
Biography:
Family:
-Mate: None
-Pups: None
-Mother: ???, deceased
-Father: ???, deceased
-Raised by: Humans
-Shadow: Wrath, a demon bound to her for life.
She was born the only pup in the litter to a young she wolf, only her and her mate making up their "pack". However, just before birth a battle took place, a Demon soul, and Spirit fighting over the child. The Spirit won in the end, however the Demon was still bound to the pup though in a very odd way. As the two could not inhabit the girl herself, he became bound as her shadow. The two, though separate entities were now bound for life. For more on the shadow, see "Wrath".
The small pack wasn't built to properly protect their new pup, and within the week her family was slaughtered by hunters. She was lucky to be hidden in the den, as they didn't find her. However, now she was alone, cold, and hungry without so much as the ability to see. She cried out an entire night for her mother, before she felt a warm presence lift her. She was brought back to a small farm house, and nursed by the woman who lived there. Her young son had found the pup alone and cold, and brought her back asking to keep her as a pet.
Here she grew with the farmer's family, protecting and loving as little more than a dog. She never really saw it this way though, they were her family and she would protect them with everything she had. The boy took a pendant, stringing it on twine and tying it around her neck, like the tag on a dog's collar would be. She was content with this life she had grown up in, doing little more than hunting mice and rats with the barn cats, or herding the cows and sheep.
One night though, just shy of her first birthday there was a raid. She woke up to the smell of fire, and heard the woman scream. She was sleeping in the boy's bedroom on his floor, she faced the door growling in preparation of what would come through it. She was shocked to see a human, though only for a moment before the butt of the rifle met the back of her head, causing her to pass out weakly on the floor as her family was again slaughtered, all the animals either stolen or slaughtered and burned in the fire. When she woke again, she was alone in a half burned building. It seemed fate wasn't ready for her to die just yet, but the experience had left her with a distaste for humans as they killed her family (as odd as it sounds). Now, she wanders to stay alive, seeking a new home and perhaps should fate allow, revenge.
Gender: Female
Race: Wolf
Sub-Race: N/A
Breed: Arctic/Timber cross
Pack: N/A
Rank: N/A - Loner
Appearance: She stands from the ground to shoulder at 26 inches, her overall height reaching about 2'7" when standing up straight. From nose to tail, she is approximately 4' 06" long and weighing about 50 lbs, making her at the low end of average for the most part. Her fur is a snowy white with golden undertones, having no other defining marks. Her eyes are an icy blue that shimmer like moonlight. Aside from her plain yet pretty appearance, she does wear a pendant around her neck that was given to her as a puppy. It has multiple strands of twine holding it on, the small star burst crest dangling at the base of her neck where it meets her chest.
Personality: She is actually rather innocent for the most part. Very naive, as well, as she's been sheltered living on a farm her entire life. She's hard to pin down precisely personality wise, as her emotions are very temperamental. She tends to cling to individuals once she's made some sort of a bond, but is wary of strangers. She wants to trust humans, but due to her past only feels her rage flare up at the thought of them. She can be warm and sweet, or cold as ice depending on the mood you catch her in.
Magic: Light
-Spells:
-Shadow Speak** -She is able to communicate with her Shadow, Wrath even without vocally speaking.
-Serene Grace -When she is calm, she is able to spread this feeling. It makes hunting much easier, as prey often don't feel threatened. The trick is to remain calm...which she's not very good at.
-Soul Sight -On occasion, she can see the energy put off by spirits and the souls of living creatures. Each reads a different color, and feels different to her.
**It should be noted that Wrath has abilities that affect her, but they are not her spells as she does not control him. She can only communicate with him.**
Skills:
-Strong sense of smell, can easily distinguish scents.
-Lithe and flexible, her small size making her able to hide in spots many others wouldn't so easily be able to.
-Strong hunting capabilities for rodents and the like after chasing them down on the farm all the time.
Biography:
Family:
-Mate: None
-Pups: None
-Mother: ???, deceased
-Father: ???, deceased
-Raised by: Humans
-Shadow: Wrath, a demon bound to her for life.
She was born the only pup in the litter to a young she wolf, only her and her mate making up their "pack". However, just before birth a battle took place, a Demon soul, and Spirit fighting over the child. The Spirit won in the end, however the Demon was still bound to the pup though in a very odd way. As the two could not inhabit the girl herself, he became bound as her shadow. The two, though separate entities were now bound for life. For more on the shadow, see "Wrath".
The small pack wasn't built to properly protect their new pup, and within the week her family was slaughtered by hunters. She was lucky to be hidden in the den, as they didn't find her. However, now she was alone, cold, and hungry without so much as the ability to see. She cried out an entire night for her mother, before she felt a warm presence lift her. She was brought back to a small farm house, and nursed by the woman who lived there. Her young son had found the pup alone and cold, and brought her back asking to keep her as a pet.
Here she grew with the farmer's family, protecting and loving as little more than a dog. She never really saw it this way though, they were her family and she would protect them with everything she had. The boy took a pendant, stringing it on twine and tying it around her neck, like the tag on a dog's collar would be. She was content with this life she had grown up in, doing little more than hunting mice and rats with the barn cats, or herding the cows and sheep.
One night though, just shy of her first birthday there was a raid. She woke up to the smell of fire, and heard the woman scream. She was sleeping in the boy's bedroom on his floor, she faced the door growling in preparation of what would come through it. She was shocked to see a human, though only for a moment before the butt of the rifle met the back of her head, causing her to pass out weakly on the floor as her family was again slaughtered, all the animals either stolen or slaughtered and burned in the fire. When she woke again, she was alone in a half burned building. It seemed fate wasn't ready for her to die just yet, but the experience had left her with a distaste for humans as they killed her family (as odd as it sounds). Now, she wanders to stay alive, seeking a new home and perhaps should fate allow, revenge.