Post by Whisperdale on Nov 17, 2006 19:30:07 GMT -5
Name: Enaya
Age: 3 years
Gender: Female
Pack: Blazing fire pack
Rank: Warrior or Guard.
Appearance: Tall and slender, Enaya is a prime example of her breed, a maned wolf. Everything about her puts you in mind of a fox; her reddish pelt, her shadow-tipped auds, and the black running up her long legs.
The fur along her back and hackles grows long and thick, curling gently into a dark mane. Her features are delicate and slender, though she has a good amount of muscle hidden below that crimson fur. Ena's tail is long and bushy, again reminicent of a red fox, and she has a pale creamy-white underbelly. She is rather tall for her breed, easily rising several inches above her fellow lupines.
Personality: Ena is a hard one to figure. Certainly, she is extremely brave and loyal, laying her life on the line for a friend without a second thought. But she can also be cold and uncaring, dark and sadistic. Usually, it is the lighter side of her which makes more of an appearance, but when angered she is a fearsome, bloodthirsty monster. She is adept at hiding emotions, but again, she will sometimes explode violently if continual pressure is laid apon her.
Fear is almost unknown to this canine, and she will ALWAYS stick up for herself. No-one, not even an Alpha should attempt to force something on her, not if they valued their lives.
Even so, she is not really a vicious creature. She has a bit of an attitude problem though, and will never hesitate in verbally abusing an aggrieviator. But for the most part, she will remain silent and trys to be respectful. As best as she can.
History: She refuses to speak of it.
IC: (Getting a bit late here... Will finish/post better one later)
The sun slowly sunk beyond the horizon, the star-spangled veil of night chasing the last dying rays of sunlight across the sky. A peace descended on the valley, as all diurnal creatures made their way back to their burrows and dens, their hollows and nests. The thick blanket of trees covering the hills faded into the shadows, though beneath the canopy, life stirred.
A long, lanky, fox-like canine padded silently through the trees, amber eyes piercing the gloom with ease. She was almost invisible as she stalked amoung the shadows, seeming to meld with the dark trunks of the trees and made no sound on the earthy forest floor.
Enaya chuckled to herself, eyes and mind fixed on something ahead. Something almost as unseeable as herself.... No, wait. It was a young deer, a young doe.
She crept ever silently towards her unfortunate victim, savoring the close before the kill. She stopped dead as the deer threw a cautious glance around itself, having sensed her.
It was now or never.
The odd-looking wolf leapt towards her victim in a flurry of crimson fur and bared teeth, seeking to wound the deer and bring it down. The startled creature let out a bark of surprise as Ena slammed into her side, knocking her clean off of her feet, and cried out again as it felt her bared fangs dig into her neck. Everything swam, then went...
Black....
Enaya gave a dark smirk as her teeth met their mark in the deer's neck. A satisfied growl, and she dragged the corpse away to enjoy her meal in the comfort of her own temporary den.
Age: 3 years
Gender: Female
Pack: Blazing fire pack
Rank: Warrior or Guard.
Appearance: Tall and slender, Enaya is a prime example of her breed, a maned wolf. Everything about her puts you in mind of a fox; her reddish pelt, her shadow-tipped auds, and the black running up her long legs.
The fur along her back and hackles grows long and thick, curling gently into a dark mane. Her features are delicate and slender, though she has a good amount of muscle hidden below that crimson fur. Ena's tail is long and bushy, again reminicent of a red fox, and she has a pale creamy-white underbelly. She is rather tall for her breed, easily rising several inches above her fellow lupines.
Personality: Ena is a hard one to figure. Certainly, she is extremely brave and loyal, laying her life on the line for a friend without a second thought. But she can also be cold and uncaring, dark and sadistic. Usually, it is the lighter side of her which makes more of an appearance, but when angered she is a fearsome, bloodthirsty monster. She is adept at hiding emotions, but again, she will sometimes explode violently if continual pressure is laid apon her.
Fear is almost unknown to this canine, and she will ALWAYS stick up for herself. No-one, not even an Alpha should attempt to force something on her, not if they valued their lives.
Even so, she is not really a vicious creature. She has a bit of an attitude problem though, and will never hesitate in verbally abusing an aggrieviator. But for the most part, she will remain silent and trys to be respectful. As best as she can.
History: She refuses to speak of it.
IC: (Getting a bit late here... Will finish/post better one later)
The sun slowly sunk beyond the horizon, the star-spangled veil of night chasing the last dying rays of sunlight across the sky. A peace descended on the valley, as all diurnal creatures made their way back to their burrows and dens, their hollows and nests. The thick blanket of trees covering the hills faded into the shadows, though beneath the canopy, life stirred.
A long, lanky, fox-like canine padded silently through the trees, amber eyes piercing the gloom with ease. She was almost invisible as she stalked amoung the shadows, seeming to meld with the dark trunks of the trees and made no sound on the earthy forest floor.
Enaya chuckled to herself, eyes and mind fixed on something ahead. Something almost as unseeable as herself.... No, wait. It was a young deer, a young doe.
She crept ever silently towards her unfortunate victim, savoring the close before the kill. She stopped dead as the deer threw a cautious glance around itself, having sensed her.
It was now or never.
The odd-looking wolf leapt towards her victim in a flurry of crimson fur and bared teeth, seeking to wound the deer and bring it down. The startled creature let out a bark of surprise as Ena slammed into her side, knocking her clean off of her feet, and cried out again as it felt her bared fangs dig into her neck. Everything swam, then went...
Black....
Enaya gave a dark smirk as her teeth met their mark in the deer's neck. A satisfied growl, and she dragged the corpse away to enjoy her meal in the comfort of her own temporary den.
