Post by yoko on Jan 7, 2011 13:37:57 GMT -5
(I know it seems a little unfair of me to make three wolves in one pack, but I have a sort of addiction to siblings XD So here's what I'll do if its allowed, I'm thinking of making Luna decide to leave and join Fjordsong, but I really would rather do it in rp....Is that okay with the admins?)
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Name: Luna
Nickname(s): Lulu
Age: Adult
Gender: Female
Pack: Valkyr
Rank: Hunter
Appearance: Luna has the same abysmal ebony fur, but hers is long, thick, and silky. She had her share of scars, but luckily their far and few between, as well as well hidden. She is tall and slender, with lean muscles. Compared to her brothers she doesn't begin to compare in stature, but she is beautiful and swift. Her eyes are gold and usually full of joy.
Personality:
A Flower
As gentle as Wrath is bloodthirsty and Azazel is tactless, Luna is the mold-breaker of their family. The feminine stereotype that isn't so stereotypical in Valkyr Pack. She's really kind and hates to see others being "punished". She's terrified of her Alphess, Pynthi and avoids her like the plague. She loves her brothers very much and is always worried about them. She wants to protect them, but they always end up protecting her. She's so sheltered...she wonders if she's what's holding them back from earning higher ranks.
A Rabbit
She's swift, she's fast, she really kicks- well, that's not quite true. But she is very fast. She is an excellent huntress, much like her mother. She loves knowing that she's feeding her Pack. It makes her feel needed...useful. She's also good at Pack Hunting, because she follows orders well (if only out of fear of Pynthi's wrath). She's not so great with fishing.
A Fox
She's actually very clever. She knows how to trap her prey so she doesn't have to work very hard to catch it. She's very observant and always on the look out for other wolves. She spends a lot of time avoiding others, but once caught any wolf can tell she's just gentle and shy.
History:
(same basic history, a few changed words to fit Luna's perspective)
Born in the Valkyr Pack, Luna and her brothers were a single litter. His father was a Captain and well respected. His mother was a great huntress and headstrong. At first they seemed like a well-matched pair, but it soon became evident to Mother that their Father meant for her to be just that, a mother, no longer able to hunt and roam the territory at will. When Mother refused, she received a horrible blow that cost her half her ear.
Although she was deeply hurt, Mother went on raising her pups. Of the three pups, Luna was the smallest as well as a female. Her father paid her no real attention, so she was spared most physical scars. It was only when she defended her mother that she was threatened. Her brothers usually protected her if she was in trouble or picked on.
By the time she was moving beyond his pup-rank, her mother had had enough. She walked out on them, or rather snuck-out. She told her pups, nearing their adulthood, that she worried that their father might kill her if he knew. Luna cried so hard that she nearly gave her mother's plan away. Just before she left for good, her mother asked her if she would come too...Luna turned her down and never told her brothers. She thinks of it a lot these days.
The death of his father was quite an event, nearly worthy of celebration on the part of herself and his siblings. She knew it was cruel and wrong...but she didn't understand her father and sometimes she hated him so much...But she couldn't deny her brothers this pleasure....they had suffered so much more than she had. She could at least laugh with them. He died battling a bear, which was competing for prey in the Pack.
Roleplay Example: (Optional, unless trying for a high rank or special plot position.)
She loved the crunch of fresh snow beneath her paws. The sound was sweet to her pointy black ears. Her golden eyes swept the winter wonderland before her. She felt light as the snowflakes falling on her fur. She stepped carefully, nose high and attempting so sniff out prey amongst the pure smell of snow. Her nostrils stung from the air, but luckily her eyes caught a flicker of brown.
In an instant she switched to huntress mode. Lying low, her snowy black fur stood out only slightly less than usual amongst the sea of white. She crept forward lightly, at total ease for one of these rare moments of murderous peace. Yes, that little brown rabbit was doomed from the moment her golden eyes landed on her. She was so very close, but not close enough. Beneath her something crunched. It was unfathomable! How could she have stepped on something. There was no time to look down, she could only leap forward! But the pounce was far too short and the rabbit shot off before she could land.
Even great hunters can't catch them all... her mother's words echoed in her head. She went back to the scene of the crime. She saw her light pawprints, already being dusted over by snow. She hadn't stepped on anything at all...Another crunch. Her ears shot upward. Who was there? How could she have missed them?
From behind a tree her black-furred twin emerged.
"Oh Wrath!" she yipped cheerfully trotting. "You startled me!
Her brother grunted in reply.
"But you made me miss that catch...the Pack needs it you know," she scolded him lightly."
More pawsteps in the snow. She whipped around and saw a flash of red trotting towards them. It was her other brother, Azazel.
"Lose something?" he asked casually. Holding up the rabbit like a trophy.
Your name: Yoko
How did you find us?: Affiliate button Woohoo (*knows she didn't have to answer this three times*)
Other characters: Azazel, Wrath
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