Post by sahara on Nov 1, 2008 1:11:15 GMT -5
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Name: Sahara
Gender:Female
Age: 3 years old
Loner or of Hunterpack: Loner
Elemental Power: Light
Powers: make lightening crash from the skies, burn others, and make fire.
Description: She is as black as charcoal but has a blue hue when light hits her fur. Her eyes are electric blue, which is the same color as the lightening in her birth mark on her shoulder. The mark itself is a moon crescent with a lightening bolt jutting through it. Her fur is very thick and is resistant to the harm that her own powers inflict on others. Another odd characteristic other than her birth mark is her canine fangs, they are about half an inch to an inch longer than most. This makes them come past her jowls passing her bottom jaw line. Her body's height is about 29 inches while her length is about 5 feet. Her weight fluctuates often as her emotions guide her often, making her range anywhere from 70 to 75.
Personality: As it was stated before she is an emotional wolf, most do not know this from first meeting her. She attempts to be 'hardcore' in attitude but it fails for the most part. She can be tough and very aggressive when need be, however, it takes quite a bit to push her there. Her emotions guide her and are almost always on her 'sleeve'. Sadness tends to loom over her almost all the time, as lonliness is not what she wants. Wanting to join Hunterpack but she hears rumors from other loners that makes her decide better of it. When she is happy she is happy, playful and spunky. When others are close to her she is caring and loving, but shy when first encountering them. A real lovebug she is as well as protective.
History: She was the daughter of two normal wolves, all three of her sibling were also normal. Her parents had a feeling she was not 'normal' when they saw the birthmark on her left shoulder. In the pack she was born to the alpha ordered that any wolf born was unnatural it were to be killed. However, her parents could not do such a thing, instead they raised her for as long as they could in secret. This was only until she was about 5 months of age, when she was 2 months they sneaked her out of the den and made her stay out of the packs territory in a fairly secluded part. Bringing her scraps of kills and and training her to be self sufficient. Once they felt she was sufficient enough they stopped coming without saying a word to her. Feeling worried she went to find her parents, this was a sad reality that she had faced. The moment she was found by a pack member was when it hit her, that her parents abandoned her. Until she was 2 did she grasp the understanding of why. But that was also hard for her to take in, leaving her rather depressed and down.
After finding out she was abandoned she began to care for herself. Some days are better than others with her, and the very few amount of wolves who have accompanied her have found that out. It seems on rainy days when there is not much to find or do she with think of the past, only to begin wallowing. On days she is depressed she wont eat and only sleeps.
RP Sample: Traveling aimlessly, like usual. It had been what she has been doing for close to 3 years now, and she was becoming sick of it fast. Her paws were becoming sore as she was coming out of a depression of hers. Walking for a whole day straight without a thing to eat, she was feeling weak and sore. Pads beginning to crack and her stomach grumbled. Stopping her walk she stood suddenly still, her bright blue eyes scanned the terrain as she took in a deep whiff of air. Tilting her head up, ears pasted to her skull, the smell of prey struck her hard making her stomach ache more for food. By the scent gathered Sahara verified that there were several small sources of food; a field mouse, rabbit, and squirrel. The mouse was not appealing, let alone she didn't hold much food, the squirrel...ah, too much energy required and most likely to get away. The rabbit it was then. Putting her nose to the ground she began to track down this morsel.
It did not take her long as the scent she found was just a few minutes old, and this rabbit was in no danger when it was grazing. Her stomach grumbled more as drool dripped from her jowls at the prospect of lunch just ten feet from her. Being as stealthy as possible she crouched within a branch filled bush. Moving closer she watched her footing very carefully, all the while her eyes stayed planted on the food to come.
Family: Did, but left her years ago, she does not remember them too well.
Mate: No mate yet, hopes for one soon
Pups: no
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