Posts by Wolf Daciana

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    ~ Name ~
    Daciana (Dah-chee-AHN-ah) nicknamed Daci (Dah-chee) by Kynthia
    ~ Status ~
    Currently a loner
    ~ Age ~
    Two years
    ~ Gender ~
    Female
    ~ Mate ~
    None
    ~ Crush ~
    Open
    ~ Pups ~
    None
    ~ Parents ~
    Deceased
    ~ Siblings ~
    Kynthia
    ~ Appearance ~
    Daciana has a tan coat with large amounts of white on her cheeks, muzzle, legs, and tail. Streaks of grey and black help to define the white. She has a swirled marking on her forehead that extends over her orbs. Her right luminary is a dark blue while her left is a dull grey. She has a lanky figure, though she is average height for a female wolf.
    ~ Personality ~
    Daciana is described as being very reserved. She rarely talks, and when she does, it's usually only to her sister. However, when she does speak, it's worth listening to. She dislikes newcomers and appears very stand-offish upon first meeting her. Along with this, she hardly ever shows signs of emotion.
    ~ History ~
    Daciana grew up with her sister, Kynthia, and her mother and father. Kynthia and she's mother fell for her father, a rogue, quickly. Soon after, she was born, a half sister to Kynthia. However, when she was one, her parents died in the fire. Ever since, it has only been her and her sister against the ashen ruins of their old home. Throughout all two years of her life, the pair was inseparable. They did anything and everything together, despite their opposing personalities.
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    [font=andale mono]Name: Small Feather that Floats
    Age: Two cycles
    Gender: Female
    Description/Picture: Feather has a tan coat with large amounts of white on her cheeks, muzzle, legs, and tail. Streaks of grey and black help to define the white. Her right luminary is a dark blue while her left is a dull grey. She has a lanky figure, though she is average height for a female wolf.
    Personality:Feather is described as being very reserved. She rarely talks, and when she does, it's usually only to her friend, Song. However, when she does speak, it's worth listening to. She dislikes newcomers and appears very stand-offish upon first meeting her. Along with this, she hardly ever shows signs of emotion.
    Position: To Be Determined
    Desired Position: Hunter
    History: Feather grew up without knowing her father. Her mother was very sickly, and died just after she turned one. Having nowhere to go, she wandered aimlessly. However, she made friends with Song, who is now like a sister to her. She came to this pack in hopes of joining. books
    Family: Song of Chilling Wind is as close to family as it can get, even though she isn't related.
    Mate/Crush/Pups: None/Open/None
    Other: None
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    OOC: Alright, thanks :) ) Daciana followed her sister's (Kynthia) scent trail. They had gotten separated while hunting, and scenting other wolf scents, was growing anxious. She picked up the pace, steadily gaining speed until the forest scenery around her was all but a blur. She was so focused on Kynthia's trail, however, that she didn't notice several others that grew stronger. By the time that she noticed them, Daciana found herself in a clearing with three different wolves, none of which were Kynthia. She slowed to a stop and studied them in silence, waiting for them to do something.

    Daciana hurried after her sister, her bicolored orbs following the paw prints she left in the dark ashen soil. Concern spiked through her. Her coat had long since lost its shine and her eyes were dull. Every bone in her skeleton seemed to protrude from her thin hide. After a couple minutes, she found her sister lying in the ash, appearing to be apart of it. Daciana might have overlooked it if it weren't for the patches of alabaster that were still evident. Stumbling to her sister's side, she checked to make sure she was still breathing before nudging the femme's side with her nose. She didn't say anything, but waited in silent vigil for Kynthia to wake up.

    Daciana looked at the obsidian wolf, tilting her tan cranium to the side as she listened. Her sharp gaze quickly shifted from the brute, though, as she heard paw steps in their direction. Her gaze brightened considerably when she saw it was Kynthia who was charging towards them. Meeting her sister halfway, she spoke in her usual quiet tone. "Ky, where were you?" Realizing she kind of blew off the kind male, she looked back towards him and gave a small dip of her crown in gratitude for wanting to help her. "Thanks for the offer, but it appears I won't be needing it."

    Daciana listened quietly to the two talking, preferring to stay in the background. Her sister was always the one to talk, and she didn't see why this time was any different. She just remained standing in silence. her multicolored hide helped her not to stand out as much, either. Overall, most wouldn't even notice she was there. Her expression never changed, even though she didn't know how she felt about the whole "adventure" ordeal.

    Daciana's ears twitched and she shifted her position, leaning more on her right fore. It appeared as though this was a thoroughly important task, and she was unsure if she would be able to help out. Kynthia knew how to handle tougher situations and this brute seemed capable enough, bu she wasn't sure what she was good at. After thinking about it. Daciana decided she'd tag along to see if she could do something, but if she couldn't do anything helpful she'd make sure to stay out of their way. Her bicolored luminaries became focused as she started to listen again. "I'll come too." She spoke quietly. Her sharp gaze pierced daggers into the black wolf, but not in an angry or hateful manner.

    Daciana heard twigs snap, and then a bark. She heard Kynthia wake up in the background, but was too worried about who was coming to take real notice of it. She saw a young fae appear, but began a deep-throated snarl in an attempt to be intimidating. Her orbs flashed dangerously and she bared her blood-stained fangs. She said nothing the whole time, and began to circle the she-wolf. Maybe it would be enough to scare her off.

    Feather winced as Splash yelled in her ear. Gently shaking him off of her back, she gave him a stern look. I don't know if it's okay for me to take you out until you're a trainee. I told you I could train you IN camp, Splash." She have a light sigh, knowing the pup would attempt to argue. Her bicolored eyes seemed to dance, though, as she thought of going hunting.

    Feather stopped growling when Splash approached the pair, but didn't keep the hardened look from her eyes. She took a step forward, wanting to be closer in case they decided to do something stupid. She noticed. Flame appear, covered in blood, and shot a questioning look in his direction before returning back to the trespassers. Her voice sounded quiet, but firm as she spoke. "One of you is injured and your both extremely young, so I don't want to fight you. Just tell us who your are and why you came and no harm will come to you." Feather noticed the fear and uneasiness the two were showing, and made an effort in appearing nicer.
    She failed miserably, though.