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Aimee looked down in the snow. “I'll consider it. And Aedus? Want to join me on a border patrol? As that was where I was heading. . ." she just watched as his golden frame turned away, and her own voice faltering. She just shrugged and continued on, unbothered with the horrid weather.
( I think I might change it to a light fog and somewhat near spring. Is the plot starting or no? )
“I chase prey and bring it to the pack. What am I?"
Personality ;
“What is this supposed to be? A heart-felt story?"
Oddly enough, Adela is the opposite of a hunter -she's a tough as nails fighter when it comes down to it. It's hard to believe that her name means 'good humor'. Very open minded and free, she would be considered a daredevil of sorts. Given that in her life she was on the streets, she holds no fear and excitedly awaits adventure and danger - that's all she's been raised in. A born strategist, she can come up with great ideas quicker than her furious bark. Very cunning and sly, she's known around for tricking others into doing things that the wouldn't participate in. A liar? No, she's not one - but she knows how to put one together and to see a lie straight through. Adela is very creative in her speech, and would say anything to anyone. Elder, higher, lower, she don't care. Just that her thoughts are spoken and heard.
Adela is like a. . .well, I'm not sure. Her spur of the moment decisions have some debate, but a very loyal fae at heart. In a dull moment, expect her to come through with some entertainment. Need a good cheering? Count on Adela. Due to the lack of help when she was younger, she encourage others to go forth - even if it means shutting them down or giving them a pep talk. Very hard to calculate, it's not surprising she became an excellent hunter. Wild and arrogant, she is a true explorer at heart and will do anything to not be under lock and chain.
Shy? No. Sweet & nice? Half and Half. Sarcastic and witty, she'll crack one on anybody if you really push her, and to the point of annoyance you'll meet a different dog. But her thoughts change on anyone in front of her. A good conversation? Expect her to be very entertained and listening. A boring topic? She's ready to fall asleep. If someone across is rude, expect an impatient dog who if you really provoke her, will leave you in your own dust.
Crush ;
“Nobody worth noticing."
Mate ;
“No!"
Pups ;
“. . .I can take a wild guess that idiotcy runs through your blood."
“Oh, over the years come and passin' by, I'll say I'm . . . .hmmm. . . ."
Breed ;
“It's a. . . .uh . . .saint. .saint bernard. Ah yes! Saint bernard. Either that or a Great Dane."
Rank ;
“Er, I find myself dozin' off regularly than usual. And I ain't depended on much. I'm pretty old. So I guess. . .Fighter." [ elder ]
Personality ;
“. . .Eh. . ."
As an elder, Acel does what is expected of one - more or less likely. He throughly enjoys sleeping, and won't miss a minute to doze off for a few winks. This leads to him not finishing his sentences/conversations or just looking through you. He's basically an overgrown, elderly pup that has something in tact. Acel also likes talking to the others, proving help and assurance, or telling his 'famous' adventures. Although he somewhat exaggerates on many parts, he has a good heart and will do the best he can achieve. He's never seen without in his usual position, laying down and snoring. Acel notably has a habit of telling jokes, either providing a smirk or some sort of laugh. Either way, he's satisfied.
Despite his fragile bones and usually tired demeanor, he still has his fighting techniques - although they may be rusty. But don't expect much of him, and he'll fall asleep..
Crush ;
“What?"
Mate ;
“Ah, her name was Juliette, who was as golden as a thousand suns. Unfortunately, she passed on."
Pups ;
“Yes, we had two litters. The first, however, were stillbirth or died soon after birth. The sevond , was a miracle, five pups. Are they alive? Only two.
Family ;
“Everyone's dead except for my sons. And I'm a grandfather of quite a few."
Theme Song ;
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Other ;
he is basically the dog/wolf version of my grandfather - complete with the Southern accent.
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[align=center][font=times new roman][color=black] Finished ! I think Acel is my new favorite.
[i]means : distress signal: an international radio signal that ships or aircraft in serious distress can use to call for help[/i]
[hr] [hr] [font=times new roman][size=8][color=black] ☄❝ hello? can anybody hear me? it's true, he lied. the system backfired, we knew it. he took everyone that could support it, and left us. he left us to die. i - i can't give you my exact problem, somebody's following me. my words may seem blurred and not understandable. i'm rushing. please send help ! half of us are dead ! we're stuck in the city, and day by day we're being picked off. you promised you were coming back, Mellark. and we're ready, just - ❞
Dipping her head to the lieutenant and secretly glad she won't venture out in the tundra alone, she turned and padded softly through the snow. Aimee herself wasn't well adapted to these conditions, she could barely see a few feet ahead. The Maine Coon then relaxed, noticing that past the camp did it seems some of the snow melted. “I think we're heading east, so we'll check those first." It was somewhat closer to the Medical Facility, but within range of the City. Her hackles raised as the sky began to grow darker, but she pursued on. “Seems like we're in for another snow storm, huh?" the tone of excitement and a bit of a flirt evident, but Aimee quickly reprimanded herself and continued on.
[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 300px;] [size=8][font=times new roman][sup][color=black]Sandflight gathered toward Angelstar, her tail tip flicking in anticipation. Finally ! I wonder who'll be a Striker. . . her thoughts of her lifelong dream of becoming one seemed still so far off. But still, the usually impatient she-cat just sat to the side and awaited the news. But was so caught up in her thoughts that she failed to notice Jaxsheart pass by.
Jaxsheart muttered under his breath, somewhat dazed from his long siesta. “I swear, one of these days. . ." he trailed off as he noticed the Leader ordering everyone over. oh great. . . he sat down and closed his eyes as everyone gathered, hopefully catching some sleep.
Aimee nodded but did not reply. The further they went, the darker it became, and she began to fill with worry. She then closed her eyes and felt around for anything that was recognizable when. . .“We're here." Opening, she searched around, only to find complete darkness. Soon, her worry mixed with fear, but she kept it hidden. “Alright then. Let's hurry." Aimee's eyes widened and looked around for any nearby danger.
[align=center][font=times new roman][size=8][color=black] well. If you join with two characters, both of those ranks will be yours. Otherwise than that, the Lead fighter spot is yours. ^^
And I think I'll have the rp thread up and running when I'm officially ungrounded. Which will hopefully be tomorrow. But if I'm not, Wednesday for sure.