Post by Enya on Aug 6, 2017 10:34:22 GMT -6
OOC
Name: Jae
Years RPing: 1-2 years
Slot Used: 5th Character Slot (bought on OOC account)
How You Found Us: been here for the last couple months đ
General
Name: Enya
Birthday: February 7, 2015
Gender: Female
Species: Arctic
Physical
Height: 31 in.
Length: 63 in.
Weight: 175 lbs.
Coat Color: Grey and White
Eye Color: Orange (Orange Eyes bought on IC account)
Health Issues: None
Other Information:
Mental
Mental Stability: Stable
History: Since her first days, Enya was a sheltered wolf. It was not that she was weak, it was that she was different from everyone else. The pack she belonged to was of old blood that still believes in the paranormal and the dark mystery that lay beyond the reach of normal. She was born on February 7, a day that was supposed to bring great joy for her parents, yet the moment she opened her eyes she was dropped. Her eyes were an orange unlink anything her mother had ever seen and it scared the life out of her. There had been, as far as they knew, no one in her family tree that contained such fire within their eyes. Her fur was also lighter than anything anyone had ever heard of. The dark practically overrun by the greys and white that spread over her body like an unchanging storm. During pack meetings, she always stuck out from within the dark sea of her packmatesâ appearances.
The common consensus among everyone was that she was cursed by the gods and thus was a bad omen for the pack. Most wanted to leave her in a field and forget about her existence. Still, her parents, despite their position of power, were still her parents. They argued for days with the leader to allow them some time with their daughter. He agreed that she would brought up until she was 6 months and then they would let her go. It was also agreed that she would be hidden from those who were allies. Those that allied with her birth pack also came from background of suspicion and they knew the consequences of anyone finding out they carried an omen of bad luck within their ranks.
It was in this manner that Enya grew up. She was trained separately by her father. The other couples did not want the âcursed childâ to train along their own sons and daughters. However, she never really thought about her separation. In fact, she thinks that because she got a personal teacher she was taught better. It was more her pace, not that she was any slower than the others. Her father trained her and he did it knowing that he would not see his little girl when their time was up.
For all the training however, there was one thing that her father couldnât teach her and that was people. There were wolves out there who would not think twice about roughing up a little 6-month year old female just for the heck of it, and Silas knew that. Still he did his best to prepare his little angel for life alone in the big bad world. After her abandonment, life was tough for the little female. She had been sheltered from everything and everyone and thus was no paying the price for it. Enya toughened up over the next couple of months; the kind and compassionate soul was armored against the worst. The world had taken the little orange-eyes female, and shewed her up and spit her out mercilessly.
A couple of months past her second birth day, Enya was sleeping under a tree, belly full of a recent kill. There were also humans patrolling the area, looking for more wolves to round up for their continent. When they happened upon Enya, they decided that she was the perfect candidate. Enya woke up on Ani, confused and angry.
Personality: Enyaâs personality was mostly molded by the challenges she faced after her pack abandoned her. Her childish naivety faced off against the big, bad world and lost on multiple occasions. Though her father prepared her for any physical challenge, be it an fight or the need for food, he never prepared her for the types of wolves she would meet on her journey alone. Thus she was taken advantage of by many older more vile wolves who thought it a fun game to use the poor girl in whatever way they wished. She wisened up after a couple mishaps, and since then projects an icy cold persona of distrust. The ice, though it covers whatever compassion and kindness she grew up with, has not gotten rid of it altogether. Enya still can be kind but only to those that take the time to pull apart the armor. One thing however that has stayed the same throughout her life, is her insecurity. Being deemed as a curse of bad luck upon her previous pack, still hold negative memories and causes hesitation. Enya wants the feel of a cohesive family that comes from a pack, but she does not want to cause trouble. She is also wary of her features. Most of the time she will keep her eyes lowered in what may seem like an act fo submission, but in reality she just doesnât want anyone to see them.
Image:
Source Link: dawnthieves.de/gallery/wolves/timber-wolves/wolves/timber-wolves/zoo-hannover/2014/hannover1410bineg-scarface-11-8777
Name: Jae
Years RPing: 1-2 years
Slot Used: 5th Character Slot (bought on OOC account)
How You Found Us: been here for the last couple months đ
General
Name: Enya
Birthday: February 7, 2015
Gender: Female
Species: Arctic
Physical
Height: 31 in.
Length: 63 in.
Weight: 175 lbs.
Coat Color: Grey and White
Eye Color: Orange (Orange Eyes bought on IC account)
Health Issues: None
Other Information:
Mental
Mental Stability: Stable
History: Since her first days, Enya was a sheltered wolf. It was not that she was weak, it was that she was different from everyone else. The pack she belonged to was of old blood that still believes in the paranormal and the dark mystery that lay beyond the reach of normal. She was born on February 7, a day that was supposed to bring great joy for her parents, yet the moment she opened her eyes she was dropped. Her eyes were an orange unlink anything her mother had ever seen and it scared the life out of her. There had been, as far as they knew, no one in her family tree that contained such fire within their eyes. Her fur was also lighter than anything anyone had ever heard of. The dark practically overrun by the greys and white that spread over her body like an unchanging storm. During pack meetings, she always stuck out from within the dark sea of her packmatesâ appearances.
The common consensus among everyone was that she was cursed by the gods and thus was a bad omen for the pack. Most wanted to leave her in a field and forget about her existence. Still, her parents, despite their position of power, were still her parents. They argued for days with the leader to allow them some time with their daughter. He agreed that she would brought up until she was 6 months and then they would let her go. It was also agreed that she would be hidden from those who were allies. Those that allied with her birth pack also came from background of suspicion and they knew the consequences of anyone finding out they carried an omen of bad luck within their ranks.
It was in this manner that Enya grew up. She was trained separately by her father. The other couples did not want the âcursed childâ to train along their own sons and daughters. However, she never really thought about her separation. In fact, she thinks that because she got a personal teacher she was taught better. It was more her pace, not that she was any slower than the others. Her father trained her and he did it knowing that he would not see his little girl when their time was up.
For all the training however, there was one thing that her father couldnât teach her and that was people. There were wolves out there who would not think twice about roughing up a little 6-month year old female just for the heck of it, and Silas knew that. Still he did his best to prepare his little angel for life alone in the big bad world. After her abandonment, life was tough for the little female. She had been sheltered from everything and everyone and thus was no paying the price for it. Enya toughened up over the next couple of months; the kind and compassionate soul was armored against the worst. The world had taken the little orange-eyes female, and shewed her up and spit her out mercilessly.
A couple of months past her second birth day, Enya was sleeping under a tree, belly full of a recent kill. There were also humans patrolling the area, looking for more wolves to round up for their continent. When they happened upon Enya, they decided that she was the perfect candidate. Enya woke up on Ani, confused and angry.
Personality: Enyaâs personality was mostly molded by the challenges she faced after her pack abandoned her. Her childish naivety faced off against the big, bad world and lost on multiple occasions. Though her father prepared her for any physical challenge, be it an fight or the need for food, he never prepared her for the types of wolves she would meet on her journey alone. Thus she was taken advantage of by many older more vile wolves who thought it a fun game to use the poor girl in whatever way they wished. She wisened up after a couple mishaps, and since then projects an icy cold persona of distrust. The ice, though it covers whatever compassion and kindness she grew up with, has not gotten rid of it altogether. Enya still can be kind but only to those that take the time to pull apart the armor. One thing however that has stayed the same throughout her life, is her insecurity. Being deemed as a curse of bad luck upon her previous pack, still hold negative memories and causes hesitation. Enya wants the feel of a cohesive family that comes from a pack, but she does not want to cause trouble. She is also wary of her features. Most of the time she will keep her eyes lowered in what may seem like an act fo submission, but in reality she just doesnât want anyone to see them.
Image:
Source Link: dawnthieves.de/gallery/wolves/timber-wolves/wolves/timber-wolves/zoo-hannover/2014/hannover1410bineg-scarface-11-8777
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