Post by A'ia on Nov 19, 2016 13:47:02 GMT -6
OOC
Name: Eggy
Years RPing: over 9000
Slot Used: Won from Halloween contest
How You Found Us: I live here
General
Name: A’ia [Eye-ee-uh]
Birthday: September 10th, 2014
Gender: Female
Species: Isle Wolf
Physical
Height: 34 inches
Length: 50 inches
Weight: 100 lbs.
Coat Color: Caramel
Eye Color: Sunset [muted amber and grey-blue] [multi-colored eyes purchased]
Health Issues: None
Other Information: None
Mental
Mental Stability: Sane
History:
Personality:
In all things that she does, all things that she decides, A’ia has vowed that she will live life to the very fullest. She finds enjoyment in nearly all that she does, and her laugh is wild and uninhibited, ringing out so constantly that those familiar with her know the sound by heart. She is bold and brave of heart, strong-willed and sure. Never will she allow herself to be belittled, looked down upon, taken advantage of, or treated poorly. She prefers to surround herself with those who make life worth living, that bring joy to her heart and soul.
She is a regal, elegant creature, mischievous and coy being two attributes that are frequently associated with her. And of course she is proud, holding herself and those she loves in high regard. Still, she is known for her fiery temper when provoked, and her enmity is something that once earned burns hotly within her.
She is a coveter of all things beautiful, whether it be territory, items she finds during her travels, or beings. She surrounds herself with exquisite, alluring things, which she enjoys looking at and studying. Often times she can be found admiring the bright feathers of birds, gazing at the sun as it sets or rises, and trailing alongside her sister, the two of them like night and day. More than anything else, A’ia adores her sister, and the she-wolf would go to the very ends of the earth for her, if asked.
Image:
Name: Eggy
Years RPing: over 9000
Slot Used: Won from Halloween contest
How You Found Us: I live here
General
Name: A’ia [Eye-ee-uh]
Birthday: September 10th, 2014
Gender: Female
Species: Isle Wolf
Physical
Height: 34 inches
Length: 50 inches
Weight: 100 lbs.
Coat Color: Caramel
Eye Color: Sunset [muted amber and grey-blue] [multi-colored eyes purchased]
Health Issues: None
Other Information: None
Mental
Mental Stability: Sane
History:
All A’ia had ever known was war.
She and her sister were an uncharacteristically small litter of two, but this would only serve to bring the two closer as they grew. They were born one cool day, their coloration as different as night and day, much like their personalities would later prove to be. Still, the two were practically inseparable as their parents struggled to raise them in a period torn asunder by war and famine. It was a dangerous world, something that their parents fretted over, but as pups, troubles concerning the state of the continent did not particularly disturb them. The war was new at that time, having been waged by A’ia’s parents’ generation, and things were uncertain for the new parents. They did not know what type of world they would raise their daughters to inhabit, and this, more than anything, worried them.
And yet inevitably, the young pups grew and flourished, their little personalities developing more and more with each passing day. Daeva was always the quieter pup, shying away from contact as eagerly as A’ia sought it. A’ia was a whirlwind from day one, though never did she stray from her sister – never did she allow Daeva to be alone. Often times she could be found shamelessly and brazenly dragging Daeva into daring situations, or slipping back to her sister with her tail between her legs when one of her recent endeavors had gone sour. The two were like yin and yang, two sides of the same coin, each making up for what the other lacked. And though their parents were overly protective due to the dangers and strains of conflict, the pups found ways to amuse themselves and pass the time.
When the war at last reached a stalemate, tenuous though it was, A’ia and Daeva were approaching their second year of life. Conflict was all the sisters had ever known, terrorism and caution tainting their past an ugly shade, forcing the two to grow up far quicker than was normal. Their past had been colored and shaped by the warring, forcing them to change, to survive. But it was life, and so the two adapted, always remaining steadfast in their loyalty to one another, always looking after each other. They remained with Foeir as they grew, watching as legion after legion of warriors were sent to patrol, to train, to learn to fight. And each day that passed seemed fragile, the ceasefire weak and pathetic at best. Though A’ia spent many of her days attempting to remain her calm-lighthearted self to ensure that her family – and certainly her sister – did not worry, in the back of her mind the femme always wondered when the peace would be fractured, replaced again with bloodshed and death.
Perhaps that was why it was so very surprisingly when something entirely different happened – when a crop of tired, confused foreigners arrived on their shores without a bit of knowledge as to how they had arrived. Unbeknownst to A’ia, life would change forever.
Personality:
In all things that she does, all things that she decides, A’ia has vowed that she will live life to the very fullest. She finds enjoyment in nearly all that she does, and her laugh is wild and uninhibited, ringing out so constantly that those familiar with her know the sound by heart. She is bold and brave of heart, strong-willed and sure. Never will she allow herself to be belittled, looked down upon, taken advantage of, or treated poorly. She prefers to surround herself with those who make life worth living, that bring joy to her heart and soul.
She is a regal, elegant creature, mischievous and coy being two attributes that are frequently associated with her. And of course she is proud, holding herself and those she loves in high regard. Still, she is known for her fiery temper when provoked, and her enmity is something that once earned burns hotly within her.
She is a coveter of all things beautiful, whether it be territory, items she finds during her travels, or beings. She surrounds herself with exquisite, alluring things, which she enjoys looking at and studying. Often times she can be found admiring the bright feathers of birds, gazing at the sun as it sets or rises, and trailing alongside her sister, the two of them like night and day. More than anything else, A’ia adores her sister, and the she-wolf would go to the very ends of the earth for her, if asked.
Image:
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