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Ember « Thread Started on Jan 28, 2006, 12:19pm »
All members of Ember please post your profile below and if your chracter dies, I will delete your post adn name on this post. Wolves: Larka (Nice job!) Syerra Nightblood
Joined: Jan 2006 Gender: Female Posts: 88 Location: Everon
Re: Ember « Reply #1 on Feb 2, 2006, 7:10am »
Name:Larka, nicknamed Ari
Gender:Fae, female
Dominance:Dominant
Alignment:dark
Description/colors:pelt:silvery-white,long orbs:amber with flecks of emerald
History:lived in a tundra pack before leaving.had an excessive need to explore, and while running away received news parents were killed by a hunter in a plane.the news that she escaped death and her parents didn`t jolted her to the dark side.
Personality:deatched, collected, until you push her buttons which can result in her being a threat or a weapon
Any extra information:enjoys killing for the thrill of it.
If I touch a burning candle, I an feel no pain, If you cut me with a knife, its all the same, And I know her heart is beating, Yet the pain here that I feel, Try and tell me its not real, I know that I am dead, And it seems that I still have some tears to shed.
Joined: Jan 2006 Posts: 403 Location: Wherever I may be
Re: Ember « Reply #2 on Feb 7, 2006, 5:32pm »
To Live Another Day" A Forgotten pup
Name(of your character): Syerra or Syren but probably Syerra
Nickname/meaning of name: Clever Eyes
Age: 71/2 months
Gender(Fae/female, male/brute): fae
Dominance(Submissive, Dominant): Dominant (But will never fight those she admires)
Alignment:(Light, dark, neutral): Dark
Description/colors(Brown, black,gray, gold, amber, etc)[Eye colors, pelt (fur) colors]: Gold lines her head and stomach, eyes are gold, body lean and fast, slender paws.
History(can be brief but at least 3-4 sentences):Syerra used to be good, used t be light, until the day those filthy things they called humans came. She couldn't believe she had walked up to them, let the little ones pet her, licked their soft little hands until the first shot rang out, like an explosion inside her head and she saw a pool of blood, life’ blood flowing freely form her mother’s side. Syerra could feel her heart pounding as she stared right into the hunter’s eyes and stood frozen for only a moment before running deep into the forest, feeling utterly betrayed and it was then, hatred flowed into her veins and clinged to every morsel of bitter anger.How dare that human kill her family, how dare he,, she should ahve killed his but she was too weak... It was all the humans fault she had never known her father and yet she had forgave them, now they too had cost her her own mother, she would never trust them again.
Personality: She is unusually trustworthy and loyal for a dark wolf and not bothered easily; very clever and brave despite her vast and well hidden fears. Although her small, slender paws are still small, some day they will also be very strong. Syerra tends to think quietly but always knows when to speak her mind. She is somewhat clever for her age but weak never the less in her small form which Syerra uses to her best advantage. Her mother died years ago and she holds only hatred for humans and would kill the first one she saw or wait till she could do it with a less chance of dieing, perhaps even die trying.
But no one knows the pain i feel, when on that day, my brother made my dark real
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Re: Ember « Reply #3 on Mar 9, 2006, 3:57pm »
Name(of your character): Nightblood
Age: 5 years
Gender(Fae/female, male/brute): male
Dominance(Submissive, Dominant): submissive
Alignment:(Light, dark, neutral): dark
Description/colors(Brown, black,gray, gold, amber, etc)[Eye colors, pelt (fur) colors]: Nightblood's fur is a dark brown mixed in with a dark, blood red. His eyes are a silvery gray with a redish tint. His body is large and musculer, with a great white scare running across his face.
History(can be brief but at least 3-4 sentences): When Nightblood was young, he was a normal pup. His old name had been, Night, and he would have a naming serimony in his pack on the night of his first birthday. But the day of the serimony, there was also a battle. Night's own brother had betrayed the pack, and had taken the side of there enemy. The battle was fierce, and Night was right in the middle of it all. He had been trying to find his brother to talk him out of it. But instead, he witnesed his brother, who was once called Jet, killing his mother and father. Enraged by the sight of there bodies, Night lept at his brother. They fought for ages. Finally, Jet gave Night a scar across his face, and Night gave Jet a large scar on his left side. Both left after that, vowing to never see there brother or packs again.
Ever since then, Night has gone by the name of Nightblood; and his fur and eyes have taken on a redish tint. They say his brother has the same tint of red to his body. Some say it is a mark to show you have a family memebers blood spilled on your paws.
Personality: Nightblood is now as visous as they come. He is normally quiet, but he seems to give of this sort of feeling of power and fear. He is not social, and will only listen to higher ranking memebers. When he is made, he is a frenzy of claws and teeth. He is fast on his feet and is a deadly fighter.
Name:The Dark Wolf of Death Nickname:Death, Dark Age:2 years Gender: Female Dominance: Dominant Alignment: Dark Description/colors pelt: A somewhat small femora with pitch-black fur all over, eyes change colors randomly, normal eye color:black, Is a fierce fighter History: When she was a pup, she was raised normally, but before she was weaned, a famine struck that drove her father to madness. On that day when madness overtook him, he showed at her den's entrance, foam at his mouth, and her mother, savage though she was, was unable to deafeat him. She and her siblings, stood trembling before him, knowing that they were next. He came in, and she managed to latch onto his neck, but he thrashed about and she was thrown out of the den, striking a rock and falling, where she stumbled to a small stream before collapsing, thus making him lose her scent. When she next awoke, her family was gone, the den smeared with thier blood. She was forced to wean early, causing her to be smaller than normal, and learned to hunt, starting with small chicks, then moving up, fearful of the hawk, soaring above her. A few weeks later, she found his body. The madness had driven him to death. When she turned a year old, she was caught by evil, cruel gods(humans) and beaten, forced to fight for thir entertainment, before she finally overtook them and ran back to the wilderness once more. She has become hateful and distrusting, hoping that one day, the terrors of her past will cease to haunt her. other information; Not afraid to fight. In heat. Does all types of roleplays, Would like to be a lead hunter.
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