Abyss -:- Raekerin -:- Female

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Name: Abyssal
Nickname(s): Abyss
Age: 4
Gender: Female
Pack: Raekerin
Rank: Crow Commander


Appearance: Tall for a female, she is fit with a feminine frame many females of her species carry. Black fur covers her lean bodice in a gentle coat. The fur is rather soft and she keeps it cleaned and in best condition as she possibly could. Her eyes are colorless. Only white can be found in her lanterns aside from her black pupil. She's just your average psycho female wolf. Nothing to out of ordinary....right?

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Personality: Evil. Conniving. Manipulative. These are just a few to describe this little she-devil. She is an adrenaline junky and is always seeking a new way to find some fun. She doesn't have much tolerance for idiots, or the simple minded buffoon's. She's rather sassy towards most members of the pack, even towards the Alpha; but even that has its limits. She's loyal to a point. If you're part of her pack she will see to making sure you stay as such, if you're in some sort of trouble she wouldn't mind helping; so long as it pegged her interest. Beyond anything else, betrayal is something Abyss will not even think of tolerating; not even from an alpha or beta.

If there's anything more she hates than idiots, are the betrayers. She will stop at nothing to plot your demise and she would be damned if the plan didn't succeed. She would never betray anyone, less they betrayed her first. She enjoys a good conversation, even more when it's a fun subject. It is very common for her to outwit most of the wolves, but there have been those whom have outwitted her in the past.

She isn't much of a fighter, but her forte is killing you, without you realizing you're being killed. She is a stalker in many senses of the word. The world is her playground when the darkness of night envelopes the world in a shadowed blanket.

OoC: And since I suck at persona's rp with her...to get to know her better.

History: Just like any wolf she was born to a pair of wolves inside of your average ordinary pack. She was in a litter of four and she was the oldest; the first born. They were all born black, but as they aged Abyss was the only one to keep her beautiful black fur, while her siblings turned gray and brown. Life in her pack was boring, nothing ever exciting was going on and Abyss was one bored little puppy. Her siblings never wanted to fight and wrestle, no they would rather curl up next to mommy and sleep.

Abyss wouldn't have it. She was a little shit growing up, attacking her siblings even her mother she got a few nice bites in before her mother snapped at her. It was all just another boring game for Abyss. With each bite out of her mother and avoiding those snapping jowls that could end her life instantly, she had grown to be quite athletic. Her attitude only seemed to worsen as she aged. She was mean, beating up on those weaker than her and if they were bigger and stronger manipulation was her key to victory.

A fowl hatred for her boring pack was kindled the year she turned one. Everyone was sick of her vile attitude and her snotty remarks. She had heard word that they were going to kick her out of the pack. Even her dear old daddy had agreed having no patients for a wild, disrespectful wolf. A plan had began clicking into place as young Abyss prowled through the pack. The Alpha's had a son, a scrawny little thing and wasn't easy on the eyes; but he would do. She worked on 'befriending' the idiot.

It only took a few months for the dumb fool to fall head over tails for her and soon she had the entire pack wrapped up around her claws. The heir of the pack fought to keep her acceptance and with his gentle-hearted parents who loved their son deathly Abyss found her place was no longer in jeopardy. Now was the time for revenge. She carried on her little facade of being friends with the pack heir and worked on gaining her trust with the Alpha's. They would pay for thinking about kicking her out of the pack.

The year she turned two was rather eventful. The idiot Heir had proclaimed that they would be mates. It disgusted Abyss to even think of such a thing with such a big dumb wolf who couldn't even keep his own in a fight. Not that the other young wolves in her pack were much for fighting either. They were just a bunch of soft hearted idiots. That night Abyss led her 'mate-to-be' away from the pack with promises of love. Yet that wasn't what little Abyss had in store for the big buffoon.

The moment they got out of range from the pack, was the very second her plan began it's mark. She spoke sweet words to his ear, easing him into relaxing. She groomed his cheeks and neck, rubbing her sides against his. She was revolted by it, but it had to be done for the plan to work. Tavun was still bigger than her and could easily over power Abyss, so she had to make this perfect.

Though as things changed and Tavun was now talking about 'sealing' the deal of being mates, Abyss could stall no longer. Her attack was swift, fangs wrapping around the vital area in the brute's neck. It had startled Tavun, but when reality sunk in for the brute and he realized she was trying to kill him he tried fighting back. His legs kicked and fangs snapped around barely catching anything for she had positioned herself just beneath him so his jowls couldn't do much damage.

His claws, on the other hand, gashed wounds along her back legs and belly. With a shake of her head and fangs shredding into flesh that was draining his life essence Tavun fell limp on the ground. Abyss untangled herself from him and paced a few steps away, a maniacal grin upon her features. She had done it! Excitement rushed through her and her tail was wagging around like crazy. Though now she had to put in the next step. She shook herself, quickly getting into character. Her voice sang loudly, echoing over the lands and calling that of the pack. She hunkered down next to the unmoving Tavun and began to cry. How dare that loner attack them! Her mind was full of giddy laughter as she heard paws racing over the land.

Voices cried out when they finally gathered around and the Alpha's rushed over howling with grief at their fallen son. Abyss had to keep from smiling as she continued to cry. Her own parents had scurried on over quickly looking her over for any sign of fatal injuries. The Alpha soon demanded an explanation. She weaved a story magnificently. Telling how they had planned on a romantic evening together to proclaim their love and then out of no where a rogue wolf had attacked. Her lacerations were caused by this strange wolf before Tavun finally jumped in trying to save her. Tavun injured the wolf severely in his rage, but the wolf was bigger and older. He had tore into Tavun's neck before leaving quickly.

Like she had guess...- This pack was full of idiots. They believed her story and soon she was carried back to the pack lands by the Beta who would tend to her wounds. She didn't mind the ride, in fact she had found this particular brute to be quite handsome. No matter, he was someone she had to keep close eye on if the rest of her plan was to succeed. Out of anything, this wolf would be a challenge to work around.

A few days went on, the pack still mourned the loss of the Alpha's son. Abyss was ecstatic, she was, not only receiving gentle attention from the Beta, but the Alphas' were weak. She went to them daily, talking with them, doing what ever she could to 'earn' that spot. After all, they were going to be her parents eventually...right? The time came where she was fully accepted as their daughter and was invited to sleep in their den with them as the Pack heir.

Abyss was giddy, so giddy it was hard not to keep her facade up. Her revenge was about to be complete. It took about a year, but now it was time. in their sleep Abyss struck, first taking out the Alpha as he would have out muscled her easily. His death was silent, thankfully, with nothing but signs of a gasping rush of air. Her fangs had dug deeply into his throat, slowly so not to startle him awake with to much pain. His life faded and she now moved on to that ugly 'perfect' Alphess. She would be a lot more fun to kill as she had never really fought in her sad, pathetic life. She was only Alphess because the Alpha loved her, not because she fought her way to it.

Much to Abyss' joy the Alphess woke just as she was making a lunge in for the kill. Her crying howl pierced the once silent night as she frantically fought Abyss trying to get out of her hold. Blood splattered every where as the Alphess made a stupid move and ripped around allowing Abyss' sharp fangs to easily slice through her own neck. Abyss didn't have time to revel in her achievement. Furious shouts were beginning to become more apparent and she had to get out of there. Like a shadow she disappeared within the night leaving the pack to find their adoring alphas' dead in their den.

With blood on her black pelt as well as staining her gleaming white fangs, Abyss traveled on with her demented smirk. Her word was given to the pack through the death of their alpha's. Betraying Abyss...would leave you with the certainty of death.


Roleplay Example: DENIED!



Your name: Devil
How did you find us?: Bassie
Other characters: Evion, Malha

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[[Copperyn]]

Accepted! She'll need to rp for the rank, but you knew that
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