No posting, please.
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As the seasons change - remember how I used to be
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NAME →
My name is Seraphina.
GENDER →
Female.
AGE →
Three years/38 moons
APPEARANCE →
Sera is a pretty fae - though nothing out of the ordinary - with rich, rust coloured fur and white legs. Her eyes are amber, though have dulled following her recent bout of depression. She;s generally unmarked, but has a small scar on her right hind leg from an incident with a stag, which has also left her with a slight limp.
RANK →
Hunter.
PERSONALITY →
Not one to wear her heart on her sleeves, Sera is what some would describe as a "background character" - she lurks in the corners, not really associating with her pack and rarely ever getting involved. Or at least, not any more. Her world revolves around preforming her duties to her new pack, and her high work drive won't allow for anything else. She's down-to-earth, honest, brave and noble.
Labelled as "the shy one", she's actually a very socially steady fae who knows her own mind and won't be swayed by anyone, but she finds it hard to socialise with her pack through fear of losing them somehow, too. Due to this, Sera comes across as cold-hearted to many. Yet surprisingly, behind her emotionless mask and hard shell, the "sepia-coloured" shewolf has a cheerful and highly affectionate demeanor despite her pessimistic outlook on life and rarely lets anything keep her on the ground for long. She's sure that she's survived the worst life can throw at her, and she has a grim determination to survive everything else. Bouncing back is admittedly beyond her, but she's become expert at hiding her tears and burying her pain deep inside of her. But by not allowing herself to grieve properly, she's become increasingly unstable over the last few days, and though she appears fine, Seraphina is now prone to snappy remarks and tears, occasionally startling packmates with her newly-sharpened tongue.
HISTORY →
Seraphina was born to a pack even further north than this one, and spent most of her childhood on the icy wasteland they lived upon. She was happy there, but got into a major argument with her parents - the leaders of that pack - and left, though she now admits to herself that she regrets it.
The fae travelled for a few days before reaching this pack, and arrived exhausted, since she had barely rested since leaving. A fighter by the name of Syren found her lying collapsed on one of the borders and brought her back. They fell in love and became mates within the month.
Now with her mate, her most trusted confidante, at her side, she rose through the ranks to become a hunter, and for a while they lived happily among the pack.
A few months ago, however, tragedy struck - her mate, who'd she'd been with for less than a year - was killed in a border dispute with a rogue, and Ayra was once again alone in her feelings. And to top it all off, the litter she was carrying - the only part of Syren she had left - was miscarried. Distraught, the fae retreated back into herself, raised a spiny armour and hasn't said a kind word to anyone since.
THEME SONGS →
Sound the bugle, Bryan Adams.
Battlescars, Lupe Fiasco and Guy Sebastian
SEXUALITY →
Heterosexual.
LOVE INTEREST →
Deceased, but open to a new relationship. She just doesn't realize that yet.
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Now the dark begins to rise
Save your breath, it's far from over
Leave the lost and dead behind
Now's your chance to run for cover
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NAME →
She calls herself Faria; whether or not this is her real name is pretty questionable.
GENDER →
Female.
AGE →
Two years/24 moons
APPEARANCE →
Though once beautiful, Faria is nothing more than a bundle of scars anymore, despite being barely more than a cub. Though her thick white fur covers the wounds most of the time, during summer her coat is at its thinnest, leaving them visible to anyone who looks close enough.
RANK →
Rogue.
PERSONALITY →
Firstly, she's an exceptionally strong fighter; this fae has never been beaten in a one-on-one fight. Ever.
She's developed a slight arrogant streak due to this, as well as a reckless personality and a totally fearless demeanor. Nothing scares her, nothing intimidates her, and to be honest one of these days she's going to bite off more than she can chew. The kind of wolf who will fight an entire patrol by herself (and half of the time, she wins, too), she often finds herself in trouble and has had to take up a life wandering the icy wastelands of the north, typically causing chaos wherever she goes. The name "Faria" has become infamous.
Despite coming across a 'dark' wolf, she's more good than evil, even if her morals are certainly questionable, and will fight to right wrongs, protect the oppressed and vanquish evil, though usually just to kick the butt of somebody she doesn't particularly like.
But even she has her weaknesses. Possessing zero social skills, she finds it difficult to communicate her thoughts and feelings across to even the most trusted listener, and instead of joining in on the laughter when she does something stupid (not actually that uncommon - she can be pretty clumsy), she'll sulk for a while, vanishing for days at a time. She also has a short temper, and gets very frustrated when things don't go her way.
HISTORY →
Faria spent the first six months of her life with a large pack in the north. As a member of the alphas' second litter, she enjoyed special privileges within the pack, and more so when her fighting aptitude was shown. However, when she found out her sister would become alpha instead of her, since she "didn't possess the qualities of an alpha", she left with the intention of someday forming her own pack, but spending months of her life fighting in wars and just generally being violent instead. Now, apparently, she's turned up in your territory. Wow. Lucky you.
THEME SONGS →
Ready Aim Fire, Imagine Dragons
SEXUALITY →
Heterosexual.
LOVE INTEREST →
Will Develop.
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F A R I A
MANY DOWN
ONE MORE LEFT
ARMOUR UP
SIGHTS ARE SET
OUTSIDE
Nickname(s);; I have no nickname.
Gender;; Female
Age;; 1 year, 8 mon- *eck hem* I am 2 years old.
Rank;; Why would I want to join your pack? I bow to nobody...
Well, I guess if the title is flattering enough... we'll see.
Faria is not currently a member of the pack, but she knows darn well about it; after all, she has spent the last few weeks terrorising patrols and stealing prey. So, (for now) I guess you could call her a rogue.
Coat Color;; Pure white.
Eye Color;; They were both a deep grey - the colour of ashes - but now my left is white.
LOOK DEEPER INTO MY EYES
Personality;; Faria is a fierce, well oiled combat machine; she'll fight anybody, take down anything, for what she believes in. Her moral views - whilst not what most would call 'sound' - are rigid, and this fae is, as a result, totally unshakable. She fears nothing... a trait that is so complete it's considered a fault by many: becuase fear, as we all know, keeps you alive.
Whereas other wolves may have a softer heart beneath their hard outer shell, there is nothing beneath Faria's armour - war is what she is, and when she finds herself in a social situation, where the outcome depends on diplomacy rather than teeth and claws, she is always out of her depth. Although this fae will speak her mind, and to hell with whoever dares oppose her, it's not always the best thing to say. Needless to say, she has many enemies.
Not much is known about her other traits (it's fairly possible that she has none) since this fae keeps to herself. Her figure is well known among th pack, however - all have seen her causing mischief, attacking patrols and poaching the pack's prey. It is also well known that one day her impulsiveness and arrogance will cause her to fall and be captured, and who knows what will happen to her then?
History;; This fae's history is unknown: nobody has ever gotten close enough to ask her... both emotionally and physically. It is possible that one day she'll reveal it, but for now that's forbidden territory.
I've written out her history below but I'd rather that nobody 'knows' this until I officially reveal it, if you guys know what I mean.
Faria was born far away, as many loners are. Her home pack, based in some mountains far to the north, was ruled by her parents - it consisted of well over fifty wolves, and her parents were the alphas of them all. Faria, not for lack of trying, never got a share of this power.
Even so, the fae grew up a strong leader and an even stronger fighter. She had it all. Resourcefulness, daring, cunning, honour... and, most of all, endless courage - a trait that she has never lost. But even from the start she had a thirst for power. Outwardly, Faria showed great promise. Inwardly... it was considerably more questionable.
Several months after her birth, everything changed. A rival pack commandeered a large slice of their territory, and what was once a 'small quarrel' blew up into a full scale war. It was chaos... and exactly what Faria was waiting for. She rose quickly through the ranks, mastering combat in record time and becoming unleashed as a fully fledged warrior only just after her first birthday. After only a month, she gained renown across both packs as 'the little she-fang'. Because she was young, she sprung straight back even after injuries that would have crippled an older wolf. She was far from invincible - at the time, her skills were only 'average' - but her age and this 'ability' did a lot towards this.
Time passed. Faria grew. So did her discontentment. 'Warrior' wasn't enough for her. Nor was 'Delta', 'Gamma', or even 'Beta'... she was after her parents' titles. Faria wanted to be Alpha.
The challenge didn't go down well. Her father didn't hold back and Faria, in her naivety, forgot that she was less than half his weight, age and power. She was temporarily crippled in the fight; she has only recently regained full use of her wounded leg. None of the pack cam forwards to help her once it was over, but instead left her to bleed to death. Whether it was from hatred or simply that they were too scared to try to save her, Faria never found out.
Suddenly, a few moments after Faria fell, a sentinel camp rushing into the camp, not looking much better than Faria did: "The borders have been overrun! We're under attack!" A fine battle followed and despite Snow Pack's best efforts, the camp was taken by nightfall. The alphas died in the chaos, as did a vast majority of the pack. Only two of Faria's twelve siblings survived the assault, Faria included. Besides them were three elders and a young pup. The rival pack's lead warrior, however, took pity on Faria, and carried her out of the camp to safety. Slate - his name - took her under his wing, and later on adopted her, treating her as the daughter he'd never had. Faria's next two months were spent in tot comfort as an omega, caring for pups and assisting the medicine wolf.
But even though she found like as an omega comfortable, it wasn't remotely close to what she wanted. There was a chance she could become lead warrior, but she knew deep down that Alpha was out of her league. So she stole out of camp in the middle of the night with her sister, the surviving pup and two other warriors to start her own pack.
Her comrades all died horrible deaths - the pup was killed in a fire, her sister ran afoul of another pack's border patrol, one of her pack-mates died protecting Faria from an angry buck and the last died two days ago, causing mischief with her Alpha. Now Faria, suddenly alone in the world, wanders the land, an Alpha at last, but with an empty title and a broken throne.
Kin;; Deceased
Likes;; Fighting, causing mischief, climbing trees, swimming, running, cold weather, dreaming.
Dislikes;; Pack wolves, anybody who opposes her, hunting (she's awful at it!) warm weather.
Talents;; Combat, military strategy, running, climbing, swimming.
Strengths;; Combat.
Weakness;; "Weaknesses? Pft, weaknesses are... well, they're for the weak!"
Despite her claims that she doesn't need any help, ever, she's blind and deaf on the left side, and is useless in situations which require diplomacy and charisma rather than good reflexes and sharp fangs. She's also gawd-damn awful at hunting, since she doesn't have the patience to stalk her prey.
LOVE LIFE
Orientation;; Pansexual, though this is liable to change.
Crush;; Open ^.^
Mate;; N/A
ABOUT THE ME
Screen-Name;; FizzyWolfade (Call me Fizzy/Wolfy :) )
Activity Level;; I'm online for a couple of hours every day.
Muse Level;; Normally high, depending on the scenario and who I'm role-playing with.
Other;; "Rise". Oh, and I'd like to note that I'm not as grumpy as Faria is! :P And don't worry, I don't write a book every time I post! I normally post about 5 lines, give or take.
(c)bokeh