Post by {Broken} S.e.r.e.n.i.t.y on Nov 14, 2007 0:06:43 GMT -5
Name: Serenity
Gender: Vixen
Clan: Periculum summit
Rank: Omega-ish
Age: 4
Breed/Species: 3/4 Tundra wolf x 1/4 Siberian Husky
Short Description: Golden, purple eys, two red markings, one on shoulder, one on chest.
Appearance:
Serenity is easily described. She is beautiful. Her coat is that of a clean, shining gold. no, grey, no black, only streaks ans specs of entricate cream, white and red-golds. Around the sides of her muzzle is a pure white, and the top of her nose up to her forehead are a darker gold, speckles with reds. Her ears are also a darker gold. On her chest she posseses a dark red tribal-like marking. It is much like a sun, burting out elegantly into flames. She also has a marking on her left shoulder. It is the same dark red, and in the shape of like a winged bangle. Only one large scar taints her coat. It runs down her back right leg, form the thigh to the ankle.
Serenity is small, quite small, making her a prime target for those larger than her. She is feminine and delicate, and her figure is graceful. She posseses virtually no strength due to this, and though she is quick, she is only slightly above average. He real strength is her agility. She can bend and twist however needed, and she alwaysd lands on her feet, for she is very balanced and coordinated. She always walks straight, her beauty even apparent in her gait. She usually has a serious and calm air about her.
Serenity's eyes are that of a vibrant violet. Theysparkle and shine, but they don't show much feeling. They were void of that...long ago.
Personality:
Serenity doesn't stray too far from her name except for the fact that serenity is usually thought of a happy calm. Serenity isn't very happy.
Once she used to radiate with joy. She would bound here and there, with always something sweet to say, and something positive on her lips. She always saw the silver lining. I suppose there is still a fragment of that fem in her somewhere. Sadly, she is only a mere shell of what she once was.
Serenity is not evil, and she is not out to hurt, but she has shut herself up, and she rarely shows any sort of care for anything. It is barely noticable if she cares for her own life, if she does.
Serenity is usually calm, she never looses her temper, but neither does she ever enjoy a good laugh. She will answer your questions, but will never begin a conversation. She is cold and emotionless, or at least that is what she seems to be. If you speak to her, she may perhaps flash you a glance, but rarely anything more than that and as short a statement as possible. She has forced herself to blame only her own self for everything that has happened to her. She does this so that she will not be angry at others and so drive herself to insanity. She is truly good at heart, and so she must blame herself for the sake of others. If she did not then surely she would become even more bitter and spiteful, even violent and twisted. Even though she doesn't think much of it, she would never ever wnat that.
Somewhere, far below her cold exterior, she is kind, gentle, compassionate. She enjoys all things beauty, and she wnats to smile and to laugh. She cherishes and loves, but she has now deprived herself of all these things. Perhaps one day someone will save her from her pain.
History:
If you would like to describe this one's past in a word, it would easily be "painful". Everything she has ever loved was torn from her in one way or another. Bad luck, karma, destiny, fault, call it what you will, but it is what it is, and she can never change it.
RP Sample:
See Ceres
Gender: Vixen
Clan: Periculum summit
Rank: Omega-ish
Age: 4
Breed/Species: 3/4 Tundra wolf x 1/4 Siberian Husky
Short Description: Golden, purple eys, two red markings, one on shoulder, one on chest.
Appearance:
Serenity is easily described. She is beautiful. Her coat is that of a clean, shining gold. no, grey, no black, only streaks ans specs of entricate cream, white and red-golds. Around the sides of her muzzle is a pure white, and the top of her nose up to her forehead are a darker gold, speckles with reds. Her ears are also a darker gold. On her chest she posseses a dark red tribal-like marking. It is much like a sun, burting out elegantly into flames. She also has a marking on her left shoulder. It is the same dark red, and in the shape of like a winged bangle. Only one large scar taints her coat. It runs down her back right leg, form the thigh to the ankle.
Serenity is small, quite small, making her a prime target for those larger than her. She is feminine and delicate, and her figure is graceful. She posseses virtually no strength due to this, and though she is quick, she is only slightly above average. He real strength is her agility. She can bend and twist however needed, and she alwaysd lands on her feet, for she is very balanced and coordinated. She always walks straight, her beauty even apparent in her gait. She usually has a serious and calm air about her.
Serenity's eyes are that of a vibrant violet. Theysparkle and shine, but they don't show much feeling. They were void of that...long ago.
Personality:
Serenity doesn't stray too far from her name except for the fact that serenity is usually thought of a happy calm. Serenity isn't very happy.
Once she used to radiate with joy. She would bound here and there, with always something sweet to say, and something positive on her lips. She always saw the silver lining. I suppose there is still a fragment of that fem in her somewhere. Sadly, she is only a mere shell of what she once was.
Serenity is not evil, and she is not out to hurt, but she has shut herself up, and she rarely shows any sort of care for anything. It is barely noticable if she cares for her own life, if she does.
Serenity is usually calm, she never looses her temper, but neither does she ever enjoy a good laugh. She will answer your questions, but will never begin a conversation. She is cold and emotionless, or at least that is what she seems to be. If you speak to her, she may perhaps flash you a glance, but rarely anything more than that and as short a statement as possible. She has forced herself to blame only her own self for everything that has happened to her. She does this so that she will not be angry at others and so drive herself to insanity. She is truly good at heart, and so she must blame herself for the sake of others. If she did not then surely she would become even more bitter and spiteful, even violent and twisted. Even though she doesn't think much of it, she would never ever wnat that.
Somewhere, far below her cold exterior, she is kind, gentle, compassionate. She enjoys all things beauty, and she wnats to smile and to laugh. She cherishes and loves, but she has now deprived herself of all these things. Perhaps one day someone will save her from her pain.
History:
If you would like to describe this one's past in a word, it would easily be "painful". Everything she has ever loved was torn from her in one way or another. Bad luck, karma, destiny, fault, call it what you will, but it is what it is, and she can never change it.
RP Sample:
See Ceres
