Post by Lanie on Apr 22, 2009 21:33:16 GMT -5
accepted by: SNOW
Basics:
Name// She was born Demon, though refuses to acknowledge it.
Chosen Name// Rarely does she go by any name, other then Decurro.
Nickname// The few that know the meaning of her name mock her with the name Sin.
Sex// Female
Species// Wolf
Powers// Energy; Starlight and Fire; Smoke. Decurro can absorb the light from Kouhai's night sky and convert it into speed or strength. She can also generate smoke in small areas.
This is not a supernatural feature, that she knows of, but bad luck appears to follow her. Be warned, for those who know not her past, that those who do not learn from history are doomed to repeat it.
Age// Three years
Location (may not be accurate)// The Northern Flats
Physical: Everything about this figure appears dull and pale, in deep contrast to a few deep touches of her soul.
Eyes// Her eyes are light brown, almost looking gray in the brighter lights.
Coat// Her coat is long and light, a pale brown with darker blotches. When the wind lifts her fur, spots of deep maroon red were visible.
Size and Build// Decurro has a long build, rather thin and skinny, but with an extra long tail and long strands of fur drifting down to brush the floor.
Markings// Her sides still have areas of fur that are scraped away, left over from recently being driven from her home. She had a dark brown spot on the side of her back, shaped roughly like Mickey Mouse's head. ^^
General: This quiet young wolf has learned respect beyond her ages, and rarely speaks at all, let alone of of place.
Personality// Silent and timid, Decurro rarely butted into business where she doesn't belong. Her 'banishment' may have given her an opportunity to reinvent herself, but she believes strongly in herself.
History// Originally named as 'Demon,' her origin is unknown. Born into a small group of hungry, rogue-like wolves, she was barely scraping a living even before she could see. Her pack was invaded and her mother killed by a larger pack, Riverbed, and were never heard of again. Her mother was overwhelmed and killed, and the young pup was not found until days later. Unusually, the youngster was accepted into the pack and raised alongside the alpha pair's own pups.
As the only thing she ever learned of in her most impressionable childhood, she remembers the troubles that were wrought upon Riverbed.
Merely a fortnight after she was 'accepted,' a plague rushed across the pack. No doubt caused by the disease that her former pack carried, more then half the pack was dead within the new moon. Including the alpha's four pups.
Having not been given a name until then, she was abrubtly named Demon and looked at by all with scorn.
The alpha pair were merciful, but even so did not wish anything to do with the pup that appeared to bring misfortune. She was put in the reign of the beta male, a harsh soul with no patience at all. Surprisingly enough, she flourished under the harsh treatment. She often went days without speaking to another wolf, and excelled in fighting. She had not the patience for hunting - it required communication, which she tried her best to get the least of. Instead, she preferred scouting ahead by herself.
And the rest of the pack let her. Even as a pup she grew strong as the pack as a whole grew weaker. Her first summer brought the worst drought in a decade. Her first fall, a famine. An early blizzard caught the pack unexpected, scattering them over the territory for nearly a month. The following spring went well for the pack, but brought misfortune to her.
The alpha pair bred, and brought six new lives into a near-starving pack. But the spring was fruitful, providing enough food, and the gods smiled upon the pack. Unfortunately, they were brewing another curse on the year-old female dubbed Demon.
She was brought back into the social circle of the pack, only to be mocked and taunted. It was not long until she met the horror of physical pain, too. She remained loyal to the pack, scouting new territories and hunting grounds, and was in turn met with tooth and claw.
The bringing of the pups only raised the alpha's contempt for her. Despite such, she knew that her best bet for survival was to stick with a pack. By the time she was nearing three years old, and the alpha's pups two, the pack decided to take their leave of her.
A slash across her side, a nip at her heels. Pain roused her from sleep in the afternoon, dumb surprise striking her. The newly-appointed beta drove her from the corner in which she slept. The six young wolves shook her from her stupified trance, and they drove her from the denning area. She didn't dare look back at her dozen pursuers as she ran blindly through the trees. All memory of her powers were lost as she ran for her life. She knew these woods better then anyone, even the alphas, and that was her edge. Her hours and hours of solitary scouting paid off. She escaped with her life, several scratches, half of the long hairs on her tail torn off, and little else to show from it.
Afraid of what would happen, should she be recognized by one from her former pack, she paced around aimlessly through silent grounds. She named herself "to sin," hence her past, and went to carve a life for herself in solitude.
Family: Obviously, Decurro remembers very little of her birth pack. She had never had any real family.
Parents// Adopted by the beta male of her former pack, Vivo was her true father. His strict law helped her flourish in silent recognition, and when he died, all of those laws were passed on to her as she sank further into her silent behavior.
Siblings// Her six adopted siblings were named simple names. Four males and two females, named Ko, Ta, Le, Ru, Si, and Se.
Children// None.
Family Background// See above.
Mate// None.
Crush//None.
More General Junk: Rarely given a chance to express herself, the smallish wolf was rarely asked about herself.
Likes// Singing. Her lack of speech is made up by her beauty of voice.
Dislikes// People who shoot first and ask questions later.
Fears// Meeting souls from her past.
Goals// To find someone who might accept or understand her.
Basics:
Name// She was born Demon, though refuses to acknowledge it.
Chosen Name// Rarely does she go by any name, other then Decurro.
Nickname// The few that know the meaning of her name mock her with the name Sin.
Sex// Female
Species// Wolf
Powers// Energy; Starlight and Fire; Smoke. Decurro can absorb the light from Kouhai's night sky and convert it into speed or strength. She can also generate smoke in small areas.
This is not a supernatural feature, that she knows of, but bad luck appears to follow her. Be warned, for those who know not her past, that those who do not learn from history are doomed to repeat it.
Age// Three years
Location (may not be accurate)// The Northern Flats
Physical: Everything about this figure appears dull and pale, in deep contrast to a few deep touches of her soul.
Eyes// Her eyes are light brown, almost looking gray in the brighter lights.
Coat// Her coat is long and light, a pale brown with darker blotches. When the wind lifts her fur, spots of deep maroon red were visible.
Size and Build// Decurro has a long build, rather thin and skinny, but with an extra long tail and long strands of fur drifting down to brush the floor.
Markings// Her sides still have areas of fur that are scraped away, left over from recently being driven from her home. She had a dark brown spot on the side of her back, shaped roughly like Mickey Mouse's head. ^^
General: This quiet young wolf has learned respect beyond her ages, and rarely speaks at all, let alone of of place.
Personality// Silent and timid, Decurro rarely butted into business where she doesn't belong. Her 'banishment' may have given her an opportunity to reinvent herself, but she believes strongly in herself.
History// Originally named as 'Demon,' her origin is unknown. Born into a small group of hungry, rogue-like wolves, she was barely scraping a living even before she could see. Her pack was invaded and her mother killed by a larger pack, Riverbed, and were never heard of again. Her mother was overwhelmed and killed, and the young pup was not found until days later. Unusually, the youngster was accepted into the pack and raised alongside the alpha pair's own pups.
As the only thing she ever learned of in her most impressionable childhood, she remembers the troubles that were wrought upon Riverbed.
Merely a fortnight after she was 'accepted,' a plague rushed across the pack. No doubt caused by the disease that her former pack carried, more then half the pack was dead within the new moon. Including the alpha's four pups.
Having not been given a name until then, she was abrubtly named Demon and looked at by all with scorn.
The alpha pair were merciful, but even so did not wish anything to do with the pup that appeared to bring misfortune. She was put in the reign of the beta male, a harsh soul with no patience at all. Surprisingly enough, she flourished under the harsh treatment. She often went days without speaking to another wolf, and excelled in fighting. She had not the patience for hunting - it required communication, which she tried her best to get the least of. Instead, she preferred scouting ahead by herself.
And the rest of the pack let her. Even as a pup she grew strong as the pack as a whole grew weaker. Her first summer brought the worst drought in a decade. Her first fall, a famine. An early blizzard caught the pack unexpected, scattering them over the territory for nearly a month. The following spring went well for the pack, but brought misfortune to her.
The alpha pair bred, and brought six new lives into a near-starving pack. But the spring was fruitful, providing enough food, and the gods smiled upon the pack. Unfortunately, they were brewing another curse on the year-old female dubbed Demon.
She was brought back into the social circle of the pack, only to be mocked and taunted. It was not long until she met the horror of physical pain, too. She remained loyal to the pack, scouting new territories and hunting grounds, and was in turn met with tooth and claw.
The bringing of the pups only raised the alpha's contempt for her. Despite such, she knew that her best bet for survival was to stick with a pack. By the time she was nearing three years old, and the alpha's pups two, the pack decided to take their leave of her.
A slash across her side, a nip at her heels. Pain roused her from sleep in the afternoon, dumb surprise striking her. The newly-appointed beta drove her from the corner in which she slept. The six young wolves shook her from her stupified trance, and they drove her from the denning area. She didn't dare look back at her dozen pursuers as she ran blindly through the trees. All memory of her powers were lost as she ran for her life. She knew these woods better then anyone, even the alphas, and that was her edge. Her hours and hours of solitary scouting paid off. She escaped with her life, several scratches, half of the long hairs on her tail torn off, and little else to show from it.
Afraid of what would happen, should she be recognized by one from her former pack, she paced around aimlessly through silent grounds. She named herself "to sin," hence her past, and went to carve a life for herself in solitude.
Family: Obviously, Decurro remembers very little of her birth pack. She had never had any real family.
Parents// Adopted by the beta male of her former pack, Vivo was her true father. His strict law helped her flourish in silent recognition, and when he died, all of those laws were passed on to her as she sank further into her silent behavior.
Siblings// Her six adopted siblings were named simple names. Four males and two females, named Ko, Ta, Le, Ru, Si, and Se.
Children// None.
Family Background// See above.
Mate// None.
Crush//None.
More General Junk: Rarely given a chance to express herself, the smallish wolf was rarely asked about herself.
Likes// Singing. Her lack of speech is made up by her beauty of voice.
Dislikes// People who shoot first and ask questions later.
Fears// Meeting souls from her past.
Goals// To find someone who might accept or understand her.
