Post by Lilac on Apr 3, 2013 19:52:20 GMT -5
Name:Lilac
Gender:Female
Age:15 months
Breed:Arctic Wolf
Height:2'2''
Weight:80 lbs
Length:4 ft
Weaknesses: List at least 5 weaknesses.
Strengths: List at least 5 strengths.
Desired Rank:Sigma Apprentice -rank has been confirmed by administration-
Appearance:Lilac is a white as the night is black. Her legs are strong and sturdy, yet at her current age look too big for her body. Her eyes are amber and almost always shining with kindness. Her face is the epitome of innocent, and her white coat helps support that image. Her pelt is unmarred, excepting little scratches gained from sparring with her brothers and from everyday life.
Persona:Sweet, Innocent, Calm
Past: Lilac was born in a near perfect territory. Her parents were Betas, and her family was well respected. Her brothers were often told that they both had the makings of an Alpha, and for good reason too. However,Lilac's more peaceful nature soon became apparent. Around the time when she was able to eat solid food, a slightly older pup decided to take advantage of her. She let him bully her into giving him her meat, though he could've easily gotten some by himself. Her protective brothers quickly came to her aid as soon as they saw what had happened. Since then, there has always been one by her side, glaring away any wolf who might hurt their little sister. As a result, she maintained a relatively high rank, since her brothers refused to let any wolf subordinate to them dominate Lilac. Resentment towards her brothers grew, especially as they became the Zeta and Gamma apprentices One day, while the apprentices were romping around the territory and enjoying a day off from training, they attacked Ash and Spruce, who naturally refused to surrender.
Lilac tried desperately to stop the mauling of her brothers, but was simply shouldered aside; she lacked the muscle and determination of the others. When the apprentices stepped away, it was obvious that Ash and Spruce were not going to survive the night. When word reached camp, the pack flew into an uproar. The high ranking adults were absolutely furious, but could not exile the whole gaggle of adolescents; they were the future of the pack. Disagreements over who should be punished or how they should be punished shattered the once unified pack. In the confusion, grief, and anger following Ash and Spruce's tragic fate, Lilac slipped away. She has been wandering for about a month, trying in vain to improve her fighting skills. Despite the terrible things that have happened in her past, she retains the innocence and purity that are part of her personality.
Kin:Angel(mother), Storm(Father), Ash and Spruce (Brothers)
Crush: None
Mate: None
Discovered:Haven's Grove
Key Words:Both joining keys were present. They have been removed to ensure the fair joining of others.
Example Post:
Lilac felt bile rise in her throat as she stared at the bloody, mangled bodies lying in the meadow. She didn't want to see this, didn't want to think about it, didn't want to look at the dark paw prints of the other apprentices. But she couldn't move. Her paws were planted so firmly in the ground they might as well have sprouted roots. Ash moaned, twitching the remains of his tail weakly. That small action jerked Lilac out of shock, at least for the time being. She whimpered and crawled forward, deliberately keeping her eyes on her brother's green ones. Without a word, she licked his face gentle, like a mother did to newborn pups. Ash shuddered, his eyes filled with pain. Whether the physical pain or the pain at his packmates' betrayal hurt more, Lilac did not know. Nor did she care. Her brothers were dying a terrible death. She knew they could not be saved. All three siblings knew. But Lilac was determined to make their last, torturing hours as comforting as possible.
She lay with Ash's muzzle on her shoulder and her own muzzle next to Spruce's, caressing his face with her tongue. It didn't take long for the rest of the pack to arrive, but Lilac heard nothing of what they said. All she concentrated on was being here for her brothers, as they had always been there for her. She refused to move until the young brutes had breathed their last. She stumbled back to camp in a daze, and next day the shock of what had happened caught up with her. The whole pack, minus the guilty apprentices, howled their grief at the sky that night. No song was as sad or pain-filled as Lilac's. Long after the pack had quieted, her haunting voice carried the news of her loss all the way to the moon. The next day, upon hearing the threads of disagreement that threatened the splinter the pack, she knew what she had to do.
For the safety of herself and whatever pack she found herself in later. She would learn how to defend herself. She would refine her aptitude for discerning others' feelings. She would never again be the cause of death. As the trouble surrounding the grisly murders intensified, Lilac realized that one reason things were so complicated was because of her. Again. Some refused to place a drop of blame on her, saying that she wouldn't be able to stand it. Others argued that it was because of her softer nature that drove Ash and Spruce to protect her to such extent. Lilac's parents tried comforting her, telling her that everything would work out. But they were dealing with their own grief, and did not quite grasp the complexity of the matter. Afraid that prolonged disagreement would permanently divide the pack, Lilac left. She hated how the once tight-knit pack was now baring their teeth and snarling at each other. She knew she was partly to blame, no matter how much some argued otherwise.
Before she left the territory for good, she paid a visit to brothers' graves. Head lowered and tail drooping, she whispered a final farewell. "I'm sorry. You were protecting me, and you paid such a terrible price. I don't know if you know, but everyone's fighting at camp. Verbally, not physically. Though I'm afraid that if I don't leave, it will come to blows. And I refuse to let more wolves die because of me. I love you. I will never forget you, or what you've done for me. I promise that your deaths will not be in vain. I'll find a new home, and learn to defend myself. Don't worry about me." Her voice choked and she only just managed her last sentences. "Farewell, Ash. Farewell, Spruce." With a sudden burst of vigor, the white fae loped towards and over the border of all she had ever known. She didn't slow even a fraction of a second as her paws carried her into the darkness and the unknown.
Gender:Female
Age:15 months
Breed:Arctic Wolf
Height:2'2''
Weight:80 lbs
Length:4 ft
Weaknesses: List at least 5 weaknesses.
- Lacks the confidence of a good fighter
- Can be a pushover due to her desire to help others
- Tends to put herself down in both her own mind and in front of others, especially in favor of another
- Hates to see wolves suffer, no matter who they are, which has led her into potentially dangerous situations and helps explain her poor battle skills
- Not quite as fit as she could be, due to the slight spoiling of her brothers. However, in her months of travel, she has built up some muscle, though it's quite obvious how slim she is.
Strengths: List at least 5 strengths.
- Good at connecting with other wolves. She can interpret their mood/feeling quite accurately, and uses that to decide whether the wolf needs a ear to rant to, a shoulder to lean on, comforting words, or just the presence of another wolf to make them a bit less lonely
- Very observant.
- Has an exceptional memory and sense of direction
- Can be trusted with any secret
- Can keep a cool head in almost any situation
Desired Rank:Sigma Apprentice -rank has been confirmed by administration-
Appearance:Lilac is a white as the night is black. Her legs are strong and sturdy, yet at her current age look too big for her body. Her eyes are amber and almost always shining with kindness. Her face is the epitome of innocent, and her white coat helps support that image. Her pelt is unmarred, excepting little scratches gained from sparring with her brothers and from everyday life.
Persona:Sweet, Innocent, Calm
Past: Lilac was born in a near perfect territory. Her parents were Betas, and her family was well respected. Her brothers were often told that they both had the makings of an Alpha, and for good reason too. However,Lilac's more peaceful nature soon became apparent. Around the time when she was able to eat solid food, a slightly older pup decided to take advantage of her. She let him bully her into giving him her meat, though he could've easily gotten some by himself. Her protective brothers quickly came to her aid as soon as they saw what had happened. Since then, there has always been one by her side, glaring away any wolf who might hurt their little sister. As a result, she maintained a relatively high rank, since her brothers refused to let any wolf subordinate to them dominate Lilac. Resentment towards her brothers grew, especially as they became the Zeta and Gamma apprentices One day, while the apprentices were romping around the territory and enjoying a day off from training, they attacked Ash and Spruce, who naturally refused to surrender.
Lilac tried desperately to stop the mauling of her brothers, but was simply shouldered aside; she lacked the muscle and determination of the others. When the apprentices stepped away, it was obvious that Ash and Spruce were not going to survive the night. When word reached camp, the pack flew into an uproar. The high ranking adults were absolutely furious, but could not exile the whole gaggle of adolescents; they were the future of the pack. Disagreements over who should be punished or how they should be punished shattered the once unified pack. In the confusion, grief, and anger following Ash and Spruce's tragic fate, Lilac slipped away. She has been wandering for about a month, trying in vain to improve her fighting skills. Despite the terrible things that have happened in her past, she retains the innocence and purity that are part of her personality.
Kin:Angel(mother), Storm(Father), Ash and Spruce (Brothers)
Crush: None
Mate: None
Discovered:Haven's Grove
Key Words:Both joining keys were present. They have been removed to ensure the fair joining of others.
Example Post:
Lilac felt bile rise in her throat as she stared at the bloody, mangled bodies lying in the meadow. She didn't want to see this, didn't want to think about it, didn't want to look at the dark paw prints of the other apprentices. But she couldn't move. Her paws were planted so firmly in the ground they might as well have sprouted roots. Ash moaned, twitching the remains of his tail weakly. That small action jerked Lilac out of shock, at least for the time being. She whimpered and crawled forward, deliberately keeping her eyes on her brother's green ones. Without a word, she licked his face gentle, like a mother did to newborn pups. Ash shuddered, his eyes filled with pain. Whether the physical pain or the pain at his packmates' betrayal hurt more, Lilac did not know. Nor did she care. Her brothers were dying a terrible death. She knew they could not be saved. All three siblings knew. But Lilac was determined to make their last, torturing hours as comforting as possible.
She lay with Ash's muzzle on her shoulder and her own muzzle next to Spruce's, caressing his face with her tongue. It didn't take long for the rest of the pack to arrive, but Lilac heard nothing of what they said. All she concentrated on was being here for her brothers, as they had always been there for her. She refused to move until the young brutes had breathed their last. She stumbled back to camp in a daze, and next day the shock of what had happened caught up with her. The whole pack, minus the guilty apprentices, howled their grief at the sky that night. No song was as sad or pain-filled as Lilac's. Long after the pack had quieted, her haunting voice carried the news of her loss all the way to the moon. The next day, upon hearing the threads of disagreement that threatened the splinter the pack, she knew what she had to do.
For the safety of herself and whatever pack she found herself in later. She would learn how to defend herself. She would refine her aptitude for discerning others' feelings. She would never again be the cause of death. As the trouble surrounding the grisly murders intensified, Lilac realized that one reason things were so complicated was because of her. Again. Some refused to place a drop of blame on her, saying that she wouldn't be able to stand it. Others argued that it was because of her softer nature that drove Ash and Spruce to protect her to such extent. Lilac's parents tried comforting her, telling her that everything would work out. But they were dealing with their own grief, and did not quite grasp the complexity of the matter. Afraid that prolonged disagreement would permanently divide the pack, Lilac left. She hated how the once tight-knit pack was now baring their teeth and snarling at each other. She knew she was partly to blame, no matter how much some argued otherwise.
Before she left the territory for good, she paid a visit to brothers' graves. Head lowered and tail drooping, she whispered a final farewell. "I'm sorry. You were protecting me, and you paid such a terrible price. I don't know if you know, but everyone's fighting at camp. Verbally, not physically. Though I'm afraid that if I don't leave, it will come to blows. And I refuse to let more wolves die because of me. I love you. I will never forget you, or what you've done for me. I promise that your deaths will not be in vain. I'll find a new home, and learn to defend myself. Don't worry about me." Her voice choked and she only just managed her last sentences. "Farewell, Ash. Farewell, Spruce." With a sudden burst of vigor, the white fae loped towards and over the border of all she had ever known. She didn't slow even a fraction of a second as her paws carried her into the darkness and the unknown.
