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Faceclaim:Audrey Plazza
Name;; Wynter Sage Burnwick
Gender;; "You're kidding me right?" Female.
Age;;"Who the hell are you?" 21
Species;;"Do I know you?" Lycanthrope
Alliance(Pack/Village);;"Shut up. Your voice is annoying me." Larken
Rank;; "What do you think?" Alpha Female
Digging Deeper
Personality;;
-Rude
No amount of elegance can mask Wynter's inherent rudeness. She speaks to whomever she pleases, how she pleases with a fiercely unapologetic manner. Her approach has earned her a good deal of enemies, and often puts her at odds with Shia; her polar opposite. Wynter can often be seen bossing people about, quiet and deadly; a force that one doesn't trifle with lightly. She doesn't care how she treats to people as in her eyes treating people nicely isn't her job. Making sure they're all alive, civil, getting along, and healthy is her job which is stressful enough. She's incredibly uptight about things and can come off as a real stick in the mud. Unlike Shia she knows her alpha responsibilities come first.
-Sarcastic
Never one to miss any sort of opportunity Wynter is almost painfully sarcastic. A little condescending and blunt she won't sugarcoat anything for anyone and can do so in a patronizing manner. She claims that she only cares about if her job gets done; and at the end of the day it is. The pack while, she could be a little more socially adept with them, most likely couldn't function without her. They understand her presence is a vitality and they've learned to accept her for all the barbed tongue she's worth. She's got a very dark sense of humor; which can be dry and a little over the others heads times.
-Intimidating
For someone of only 5'1 Wynter has a stupendous intimidation factor. Many members of the pack are hesitant to approach the dead-eyed girl; and she couldn't be more thrilled with this. That way, the alpha believes, that only the important matters are brought to her attention. Quick to anger, and quick to have temper flares Wynter isn't afraid to get into shouting matches with people; or quietly threaten them. There's this dead and void air about her that only adds to the intimidation. She's definitely an effective alpha who wholly believes in "tough love." While of course she doesn't hate or wish malice onto her pack-mates Wynter is glad that they fear her enough to respect her.
-Sense of Humor
Often, Wynter will joke with the pack; though they aren't aware of it. She's got an arid sense of humor that's often sophisticated dark and kind of depressing. Where Shia is light and airy she is gloom, and where he is light she is intense. She'll often crack a joke about problems going on within their pack, about hunters, and often downright inappropriate things. It frustrates her that the others don't understand her approach at trying to bond with them; though she'd never admit it. Deep down Wynter knows she should be content enough to run the pack so smoothly with little to no interference from Shia.
-Stubborn
Just like Shia, Wynter is immensely opinionated. Unlike Shia she has many opinions on how to run the pack and doesn't see the need to gain other member's approval. She's convinced she knows best, therefore her ways are best, and there's no point in pretending to listen to the ideas of the pack; on certain issues. Of course she's always open if someone really wants to talk about the ideas but for the most part she governs her own way. Wynter hates being told what to do and if someone tries to "put her in her place" She will resort to violence to prove who's the true alpha. She's very self-assured and has this god-like confidence to everything she does.
-Responsible
Never one to turn away someone in need Wynter has this innate responsibility that seems to have been lost on her male counterpart. Bound by her word and promise, the alpha will never break a promise to someone and this is one of her greatest weakness to exploit. She makes sure there's enough in the pack to eat for all; and always has her set "tasks" and "chores" done by the sunset. When she finishes the alpha is almost always willing to lend a helping hand to those around her. Whatever responsibility that Shia lacks, she more than makes up for. She only hopes the alpha will mature soon and be more of a helping force than he is now around the pack.
-Elegant
From the way she talks when not being downright rude, to the way she holds herself can only be described as truly elegant. What makes this more endearing is the fact that she doesn't appear to know that there's this feral and graceful presence that clings to her like a second skin; more pleasing than Wynter's aware of. The manner in which she normally conducts herself is glowing and basking with her unique ability to hold herself in a graceful manner.
-Creative
Wynter loves to do small things around the pack to try to make it feel more like home. She adores doing arts and crafts with the pups; making what most would assume trash into everyday practical objects. She adores telling stories to the youngsters and creating music on her off time. While she'd never admit it the girl has a journal in which she's written short stories, poems, and other things. Her cabin on the outside is rather plain looking; but the inside is decorated beautifully and painted with a flourish that could only of come from Wynter.
-Ambitious
Born on the cusp of power Wynter has always been quite the ambitious one from a young age. Often making an effort to come in first, whether it be training, sports, it seemed she was always vying for the number one spot. At age seventeen she was selected by Shia's mother as one of the contenders for the alpha female spot. The fights were long and the only reason Wynter thinks she won it was due to her indomitable ambitions. Growing up she'd always dreamt of leading the pack, even if it had to be with Shia Larken. Even though she's the reigning alpha female now, there's still that fierce glow of determination, willpower, and ambition that mixes nicely into her personality.
History;;
Born to two respectable warriors of the Larken pack Wynter was born on the coldest day, in the cruelest month; thus the muse for her rather usual name. Many speculated that she wouldn't survive as starvation had been rather common that winter and the infant mortality had drastically increased. However, she was born healthy against all odds and came out a fighter. Many gave her a few days to live; though she outlived that bitter winter. Growing up she always had a little bit of a temper and often ordered the other children around and was always first in whatever games she schemed up. She was always very, very competitive and this translated over into her training. Often first among her peers the girl was unparalleled by any of the others; and her parents were very proud. Wynter had trouble making friends due to her macabre outlook from life she'd gained from an early age. Yet, life went on for her and by the time she was seventeen, she was in the running for the next alpha female. After Embry's death there was to be a tournament on who the next female would be; all competitors chosen by Sam herself. It took place over the course of three months; and at the end of those long, bloody, and often grueling times Wynter remained victorious. Her nose had gained a slight crook from many-a-broken nose, but it had been worth it. When she began training for the highly elite alpha position; Sam disappeared. Forced to accept her responsibilities as the acting female alpha Wynter found herself somewhat swamped with work to do. It didn't help she doesn't get along with Shia and the two would often fight and yell at each rather than get work done. As of now she's still held the alpha position after numerous fights; something she's very proud of. She's nervous about what the hunters raiding their land, and the Skaldieg pack stirring up trouble whenever they can, will mean for her pack.
Appearance;;
Standing at 5'1 Wynter is a beautiful woman. She's slender, but still has rather feminine curves. Her eyes are large and a dark and ardent haze; an indicator of her fiery and often fighter-type personality. Wynter's hair is long and black while her skin is a beautiful and light olive-complexion. She's subtly muscled and for an alpha she bears little scars save for a slightly crooked nose where it's been broken a couple times. Her teeth are all in tact, her lips are slightly thick and plump red. Slender and delicate appearing hands Wynter can easily fool an opponent into underestimating her based solely on looks. When shifted her wolf's base coat is a deep and rich red; with shades of black and blonde mixed into sporadic places. Her back paws are dotted with white while her front right paw is black, and the other blonde. Her tail is also ringed with gold, black, red, and white. Her face is white while the tips of the facial fur are kissed with gold. She's a true beauty to behold; with the strength and pride of an alpha to back her beauty.
Likes;;
-Being in charge
-Music
-Harassing Shia
-Fights
-Being sucsesful
-Looking after her pack members
-Plentiful hunts
-Sarcasm
-Stories
-Literature
-Winter
-Snow
-Fire
-Being right
-Being listened to
-Deer meat
-Rain
-Fires
Dislikes;;
-Over-aggressive Alphas.
-Irresponsible Alphas
-Quiet
-Being Lazy
-Peace
-Humans
-Summer
-Water
-Swimming
-Skaldieg Pack
-Wolfsbane
-Boring days
-Cats
-Trespassers
Roleplay Sampling;;
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A heavy silence hung in the foggy morning air; the sky torn between night and sunrise. Colors of deep oranges, and inky blues painted the sky beautifully drastic and majestic tones. Tall grass, top-heavy with clusters of dew which glowed like diamonds in the weak rays of light brushed against her. Shia had disappeared again, the fourth time this month, since his mother had been taken presumably by hunters. She was now the acting female alpha and the responsibility she hadn't expected for another ten years, was suddenly heaped onto the young woman. It wasn't something Wynter had expected to happen, and she was scared.
Scared because the one person who was supposed to help her manage everything disappeared every other night; and on top of that he couldn't be more uninterested in the internal affairs of the pack, even with a war with the Skaldieg pack seemingly approaching faster every day. Feeling the migraine brewing within her temples Wynter sighed, closing her attention-grabbing hazel orbs for a moment; summoning her wolf counter shift. Feeling a trickling heat that pooled at the base of her spine that spread throughout her small body legs gave way to four willowy limbs, as a rusted color wolf; her thick and luxorious coat tainted with sublte whites, blondes, and blacks. Red eyes embedded in blodeish fur gazed with grandoise tones of disdain. "Shia? Where the hell are you?! She called, yet could not sense his presence. Grumbling with annoyance the wolf lowered her regal head toward the ground, sorting through delicate and earthy scents. Try as Wynter might, she just couldn't pick up that pup's scent.
She wasn't sure how long she spent out there, it felt like a couple hours; but she had yet to find their wayward alpha. She'd nearly covered the territory and snarling with frustration the snapped her teeth with anger. The sound reverberated about her, causing a few birds to start with fright. It was then fear of her own began creeping into her chest. What if Shia had gotten into a scuffle with Felix McBane? Shuddering at the thought of what Felix would do to Shia should he get his hands on him Wynter found her resolve to find Shia renewed with a desperatation. She couldn't allow the pup to be put in harm's way; she'd promised Sam and Embry a long time ago. "When I get my hands on you Pup.... So help me..." Thoughts churning furiously in her head the alpha female paced desperatly trying to pick up any scent of Shia's; wondering where he possibly could of gotten off to. She was halfway back to their camp when it occured to Wynter; and cursing her stupidity she swung around, racing across the thawing and damp grass.
Of course, he had gone to the wall to check for his mother. A little bit of the anger she'd come to hold for the errant Shia began to erase as pity instead sunk it's roots into her brain. Of course Shia would be looking for any signs of his mother near that damned wall. Her agile limbs loped easily over hte wet ground, and Wynter did the best that she could to ignore the water that soaked through turning her legs to ice. "Just please don't do anything stupid before I get there." the elder alpha pleaded silently as her landscape of meadows and gently sloping valleys gave way to thick and twisted forest terrain. Wynter, thought these woods were creepy and had this eerily living aura about them. Doing her best to ignore the creatures that called to each other within the seemingly omnipresent gloom Wynter merely sped up. It wasn't long before she found the walls, and so long as she didn't approach the walls and stayed hidden within the scrubby brush that dotted the steep and inhospitable hills the wall was crowned upon.
It was by chance her red gaze landed on a white pelt, snuggled between two thick bushes. Huffing with relief the wolf slowly crept towards Shia, upon reaching him snarled loudly. "Do you know how worried everyone's been about you?! Startled Shia whipped his head around, ears back and black lips drawn back to expose his wickedly curved fangs. "Relax, it's just me. But we should head back Shia you can't keep hanging around here. You're going to get caught and they will kill you." A lot of petulant anger crept into his features and Shia lowered his head away from here. Sensing his anguish Wynter shifted uncomfortably trying to make sure they were hidden from whatever humans may be around this area. "Look Shia, you didn't just loose a mother, everyone lost her. I know it's hard with Embry gone, and now Sam, but you're the alpha. You have to be there for your pack. Just please come back and we'll work it out ok? So as much as this sucks, you have to get over it. Put on a brave face. They would of wanted that. For you to look out for them. The pack." For a moment she thought he'd ignore her; though it was to her great relief that he rose to his paws. "Just tell them I was out hunting. I'll go back with you.". Once more pity climbed into Wynter's throat. He was just a kid and even more unprepared for this than she was. Nodding once the two turned, carefully setting off in silence towards the camp.[Center][color=black][Size=6px]©Juxtapose
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[color=pink]Love life... Possibly?
Crush;; "If you have time to be asking such stupid questions, you have time to be doing something more productive. Like finding new ways of not breathing." None/Open
Boy/Girlfriend;; "I have a pack to run since Shia can't even function on his own. None/Open
Mate;; "Please. Have you seen what I've got to work with?" No
Children;; "Stay out of my personal affairs" None
[font=arial][size=24][color=white]About YOU[/size]
Username:;; Timidskies
Display Name;; Timidskies
Roleplay Level;; 7ish
Muse Level;; 8
Plot Ideas;; None so far, but I've read everyone's forms and I like the ideas Felix had.
Desired Rank;; Alpha Female, probably Larken pack.
Other;; It's like 6 a.m and I haven't slept so my mind's kind of drifting right now. I'll do the roleplay sample and other blank slots soon. Also may make another female character. Not sure depends on how well this gets my muse going.
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