Post by Miyu on Jul 11, 2009 23:34:20 GMT -5
Arethia
"She never slows down.
She doesn't know why but she knows that when she's all alone, feels like its all coming down
She won't turn around
The shadows are long and she fears if she cries that first tear, the tears will not stop raining down
So stand in the rain
Stand your ground
Stand up when it's all crashing down
You stand through the pain
You won't drown
And one day, whats lost can be found
You stand in the rain
She won't make a sound
Alone in this fight with herself and the fears whispering if she stands she'll fall down
She wants to be found
The only way out is through everything she's running from wants to give up and lie down. "
the basics,
»»character full name: Arethia
»»age: 24 months (2 years)
»»species: Red Wolf
»»pack: Canitao
the appearance,
»»eyes: Golden brown (hazel)
»»markings: A light sprinkle of black and grey flecks on her back, tail, and head; a long scar runs from her left ear to her neck.
»»height: 14"
»»weight: 43 lbs.
»»general appearance: She's a small specimen of a Red Wolf, shorter than average and a low weight. The general coloring is standard, with a cinnamon base coat and grey and black flecks along the back and tail. However, she also has these flecks on her head, as well as having white socks. The white around her lips rounds to her lower jaw, making it look as if she has clown makeup on. (;D) Although her build is small, Arethia's tough, and is a commendable fighter in battle. Her size leads to other members of her pack trying to push her around, and his just makes her work twice as hard.
the personality,
»»likes: Friends, fighting, and the taste of blood.
»»dislikes: Loners, cats of all sizes, and wolves bigger than her.
»»strengths: Fighting (small but swift, with strong, wiry muscles); solving conflicts (patient and understanding except when it comes to herself, able to keep a straight face).
»»weaknesses: Battling smaller creatures (she knows how they feel); can't control herself in the heat of battle (enjoys fighting and the bloodlust that comes with it).
»»secrets: -She killed her father before she joined the pack, and no one knows this, in case they demote her and throw her out of the pack. Her father was the one who gave her the scar, and one day, after fighting a loner out of their den, she turned on her father and killed him.
-She's skilled at concealing her emotions, and will sometimes pretend to be angry when she's depressed, making her already short temper seem even shorter.
the history,
»»mother: Stardust; disappeared
»»father: Sonja; deceased by murder
»»siblings: Venom; (allegedly) with mother; Jasmine; deceased at birth.
»»others: None.
»»background: Arethia came into this world with two siblings: a male named Venom, and a female named Jasmine. Jasmine was stillborn, Venom ran off with Stardust four months later.
After facing abandonment, Arethia and Sonja trudged through varying climates and surroundings, fighting off foxes and other loners, finding shelter and food wherever possible. Eventually, they reached a peaceful forest, where nothing exciting or dangerous happened.
Once, Arethia complained of the lack of action, and her father immediately chided and cuffed Arethia about the head for being ungrateful. However, his claw snagged beneath her left ear and dragged to her neck. The wound was deep and Sonja apologetic, but Arethia never forgot.
Soon they left the foliage to find a series of caves, where they were attacked daily by varying species, mostly other wolves.
One day soon after Arethia's 19th month of life, she successfully fought off a pair of sneering loners on her own; Sonja was ill. He called out to congratulate her, and in her bloodlust she swiped her claws in the same general way of her scar, hit his jugular, and he died.
After Arethia's 20th month of life, she found and was accepted into a pack, and has lived there happily ever since.
the player,
»»name: Red
»»age: 14
»»contact: jazzmyynlove@gmail.com
»»rp sample:(from a vampire onexone I did awhile back)
Password: Accepted (not sure if the parentheses go there, so...)
How did you find us?: Wandering around the Support boards.
"She never slows down.
She doesn't know why but she knows that when she's all alone, feels like its all coming down
She won't turn around
The shadows are long and she fears if she cries that first tear, the tears will not stop raining down
So stand in the rain
Stand your ground
Stand up when it's all crashing down
You stand through the pain
You won't drown
And one day, whats lost can be found
You stand in the rain
She won't make a sound
Alone in this fight with herself and the fears whispering if she stands she'll fall down
She wants to be found
The only way out is through everything she's running from wants to give up and lie down. "
the basics,
»»character full name: Arethia
»»age: 24 months (2 years)
»»species: Red Wolf
»»pack: Canitao
the appearance,
»»eyes: Golden brown (hazel)
»»markings: A light sprinkle of black and grey flecks on her back, tail, and head; a long scar runs from her left ear to her neck.
»»height: 14"
»»weight: 43 lbs.
»»general appearance: She's a small specimen of a Red Wolf, shorter than average and a low weight. The general coloring is standard, with a cinnamon base coat and grey and black flecks along the back and tail. However, she also has these flecks on her head, as well as having white socks. The white around her lips rounds to her lower jaw, making it look as if she has clown makeup on. (;D) Although her build is small, Arethia's tough, and is a commendable fighter in battle. Her size leads to other members of her pack trying to push her around, and his just makes her work twice as hard.
the personality,
»»likes: Friends, fighting, and the taste of blood.
»»dislikes: Loners, cats of all sizes, and wolves bigger than her.
»»strengths: Fighting (small but swift, with strong, wiry muscles); solving conflicts (patient and understanding except when it comes to herself, able to keep a straight face).
»»weaknesses: Battling smaller creatures (she knows how they feel); can't control herself in the heat of battle (enjoys fighting and the bloodlust that comes with it).
»»secrets: -She killed her father before she joined the pack, and no one knows this, in case they demote her and throw her out of the pack. Her father was the one who gave her the scar, and one day, after fighting a loner out of their den, she turned on her father and killed him.
-She's skilled at concealing her emotions, and will sometimes pretend to be angry when she's depressed, making her already short temper seem even shorter.
the history,
»»mother: Stardust; disappeared
»»father: Sonja; deceased by murder
»»siblings: Venom; (allegedly) with mother; Jasmine; deceased at birth.
»»others: None.
»»background: Arethia came into this world with two siblings: a male named Venom, and a female named Jasmine. Jasmine was stillborn, Venom ran off with Stardust four months later.
After facing abandonment, Arethia and Sonja trudged through varying climates and surroundings, fighting off foxes and other loners, finding shelter and food wherever possible. Eventually, they reached a peaceful forest, where nothing exciting or dangerous happened.
Once, Arethia complained of the lack of action, and her father immediately chided and cuffed Arethia about the head for being ungrateful. However, his claw snagged beneath her left ear and dragged to her neck. The wound was deep and Sonja apologetic, but Arethia never forgot.
Soon they left the foliage to find a series of caves, where they were attacked daily by varying species, mostly other wolves.
One day soon after Arethia's 19th month of life, she successfully fought off a pair of sneering loners on her own; Sonja was ill. He called out to congratulate her, and in her bloodlust she swiped her claws in the same general way of her scar, hit his jugular, and he died.
After Arethia's 20th month of life, she found and was accepted into a pack, and has lived there happily ever since.
the player,
»»name: Red
»»age: 14
»»contact: jazzmyynlove@gmail.com
»»rp sample:(from a vampire onexone I did awhile back)
A teenage girl was walking alone on an empty street.
A lamp flickered behind her, a shadow passed through.
She took no notice.
The leaves rustled in the foliage behind her.
'Mama always told me not to walk alone at night,' she scolded herself quietly. 'But did I listen? Noooo.... eeee!" her rambling finished with a screech as someone tapped her on the shoulder.
A small, lithe form appeared from the bushes. Another girl's pale face smiled up at her, so sweet and innocent she couldn't help but smile back.
'My name's Arethia Jasmine Locke,' the girl said clearly. Her short blond hair fluttered, although there was no wind. Arethia glanced down at her ragged jeans and torn purple t-shirt.
'I thought you looked nice, so...'
'Okay,' the girl said, looking down at Arethia. Her wide, toothy smile barely showed the tips of two sharp canines. She felt slightly dazed as she looked at the hand the little girl was holding. Her mouth was to her wrist, and blood dripped loudly to the ground. She collasped with a breath of air, and Arethia smiled, her bloodstained teeth sparkling in the lamplight.
'Nice enough to eat,' she said with a giggle.
A lamp flickered behind her, a shadow passed through.
She took no notice.
The leaves rustled in the foliage behind her.
'Mama always told me not to walk alone at night,' she scolded herself quietly. 'But did I listen? Noooo.... eeee!" her rambling finished with a screech as someone tapped her on the shoulder.
A small, lithe form appeared from the bushes. Another girl's pale face smiled up at her, so sweet and innocent she couldn't help but smile back.
'My name's Arethia Jasmine Locke,' the girl said clearly. Her short blond hair fluttered, although there was no wind. Arethia glanced down at her ragged jeans and torn purple t-shirt.
'I thought you looked nice, so...'
'Okay,' the girl said, looking down at Arethia. Her wide, toothy smile barely showed the tips of two sharp canines. She felt slightly dazed as she looked at the hand the little girl was holding. Her mouth was to her wrist, and blood dripped loudly to the ground. She collasped with a breath of air, and Arethia smiled, her bloodstained teeth sparkling in the lamplight.
'Nice enough to eat,' she said with a giggle.
Password: Accepted (not sure if the parentheses go there, so...)
How did you find us?: Wandering around the Support boards.