Post by Roka on Mar 18, 2020 22:59:26 GMT -6
OOC
Name: Roka
Years RPing: 10,000 years will give you such a crick in the neck.
Slot Used: Purchased slot + Ghost modifier
How You Found Us: Google
General
Name: Roka
Birthday: June 9th 2010
Gender: Female
Species: Tundra
Physical
Height: 33 inches
Weight: 145 pounds
Coat Color: Grey/Silver/Brown
Eye Color: Brown
Purchased Items: Ghost Modifier
Inherited Items: None
Litter: None
Health Issues: Blind in one eye from injury.
Other Information: Large scar that runs down the side of her face. She is now a ghost.
Mental
Mental Stability: Sane
History: This is no happy story that begins with love and ends with a pretty death. This life is never easy, and unending struggle to survive the death and torment that each day brings. Roka was born to a moderately large pack located deep in the tundra of Siberian Russia. The pack was ruled by an older alpha named Jaird at the end of his prime, his age closing in on him. There was dissention in the pack as the alpha began to lose control of his more dominant wolves. Roka's father, Braith, was a prime candidate for new alpha and was fir for a challenge. His only competition for the role of alpha was the beta and he alpha's son Driar. Though Driar was younger than optimal for the role he was strong and willing to rule. Braith sought to strengthen his campaign by creating a strong line for himself, a strong line of sons that would solidify his bid. He found a female of good blood, not too dominant, but also not an omega. They bred until it was apparent that his offspring was on the way. his claim was strong with the expectation of a male heir, and a good female to rule by his side. Roka's birth was a difficult one that took longer than expected. Her mother died in labor along with her brother, leaving her the lone survivor. With no son and the death of his mate her father lost his bid for alpha and was demoted to the rank of omega. The alpha;s son took over the pack with the help of the beta. Roka was taken and fostered among the other pups from Jaird's old litters. Pity and sympathy became regular emotions that she saw in others. She grew up with no knowledge of her parentage until she reached maturity. Driar became afraid of her bloodline and of her dominance. He saw in her a drive that he had seen in her father. She was forced out of the ranks and made to endure being an omega with her father. Braith hated his daughter and took great pleasure in explaining how she was an utter disappointment. How she had ruined his chances at life, and how she would never amount to anything more than a bitch for breeding. She was scorned by those in the alpha's inner circles and desired by those less reputable. She left shortly after she was cornered by a few of the packs more desperate males. The alpha wasn't interested in keeping her sage so she decided to become a loner. She led a solitary life for a few years continuously moving north. Deep into the tundra. She relished in the solidarity and the harshness of the terrain. It forced her to harden herself and forget the anger towards her past. During her travels she had an encounter with a large cat, a fight for an already dead elk carcass caused her to be wounded. Her left eye was shredded by the beast, and consequently left blind. It also left her with a large scar from just above her eye to her jaw.
After she was injured she was found by some local hunters and rehabilitated in a research facility outside of Moscow. After she healed she was being transported and her boat sank off of the coast of Africa. Swimming for her survival she swan to the shores of Anikira. Beginning her life in the north she quickly found a male named Sabaoth of Kairos. Joining him in the south she became one of his consorts despite their age difference. After two litters and years together they were more in love than ever. That age difference however came to haunt them and Roka faded away long before her beloved ever would. She died surrounded by her family and slipped away almost peacefully. There is something in her that is not ready to let go.
Personality: Roka is strong in every sense of the word. She is stubborn very unwilling to compromise when she has made up her mind. Her beliefs are concrete to her and she is very slow to change. She has a very short temper and is often provoked by small things. She isn't open about her feelings and likes to keep things to herself. She isn't a big talker in general and prefers to wait and watch rather than speak all the time. She is very observative and quick to make judgments based on what she sees. She doesn't give much of herself away whether it is helping others or simple companionship. She is rough around the edges and doesn't quite know how to navigate socially. She is very intelligent and likes to analyze others and how they tick. She can sometimes come across as rude or offensive in her attempts to study them. She still relishes in the times where she is alone, but she is also growing accustomed to the healing that others can bring. She is fascinated by young pups and the innocence they posses. She feels that their inquisitive minds are similar to her own and she really connects with that. Even thought the pups are a soft spot for her it doesn't change her gruffness. She would never harm a pup but she also doesn't tolerate anything for long. She is slow to trust, but once you do earn it she is loyal to no end, albeit her version of loyal. She is always quick to act, slow to speak, but she is also admirable in a way. She doesn't do anything that is not beneficial or worth doing.
Image: No larger than 500 x 400 px
Name: Roka
Years RPing: 10,000 years will give you such a crick in the neck.
Slot Used: Purchased slot + Ghost modifier
How You Found Us: Google
General
Name: Roka
Birthday: June 9th 2010
Gender: Female
Species: Tundra
Physical
Height: 33 inches
Weight: 145 pounds
Coat Color: Grey/Silver/Brown
Eye Color: Brown
Purchased Items: Ghost Modifier
Inherited Items: None
Litter: None
Health Issues: Blind in one eye from injury.
Other Information: Large scar that runs down the side of her face. She is now a ghost.
Mental
Mental Stability: Sane
History: This is no happy story that begins with love and ends with a pretty death. This life is never easy, and unending struggle to survive the death and torment that each day brings. Roka was born to a moderately large pack located deep in the tundra of Siberian Russia. The pack was ruled by an older alpha named Jaird at the end of his prime, his age closing in on him. There was dissention in the pack as the alpha began to lose control of his more dominant wolves. Roka's father, Braith, was a prime candidate for new alpha and was fir for a challenge. His only competition for the role of alpha was the beta and he alpha's son Driar. Though Driar was younger than optimal for the role he was strong and willing to rule. Braith sought to strengthen his campaign by creating a strong line for himself, a strong line of sons that would solidify his bid. He found a female of good blood, not too dominant, but also not an omega. They bred until it was apparent that his offspring was on the way. his claim was strong with the expectation of a male heir, and a good female to rule by his side. Roka's birth was a difficult one that took longer than expected. Her mother died in labor along with her brother, leaving her the lone survivor. With no son and the death of his mate her father lost his bid for alpha and was demoted to the rank of omega. The alpha;s son took over the pack with the help of the beta. Roka was taken and fostered among the other pups from Jaird's old litters. Pity and sympathy became regular emotions that she saw in others. She grew up with no knowledge of her parentage until she reached maturity. Driar became afraid of her bloodline and of her dominance. He saw in her a drive that he had seen in her father. She was forced out of the ranks and made to endure being an omega with her father. Braith hated his daughter and took great pleasure in explaining how she was an utter disappointment. How she had ruined his chances at life, and how she would never amount to anything more than a bitch for breeding. She was scorned by those in the alpha's inner circles and desired by those less reputable. She left shortly after she was cornered by a few of the packs more desperate males. The alpha wasn't interested in keeping her sage so she decided to become a loner. She led a solitary life for a few years continuously moving north. Deep into the tundra. She relished in the solidarity and the harshness of the terrain. It forced her to harden herself and forget the anger towards her past. During her travels she had an encounter with a large cat, a fight for an already dead elk carcass caused her to be wounded. Her left eye was shredded by the beast, and consequently left blind. It also left her with a large scar from just above her eye to her jaw.
After she was injured she was found by some local hunters and rehabilitated in a research facility outside of Moscow. After she healed she was being transported and her boat sank off of the coast of Africa. Swimming for her survival she swan to the shores of Anikira. Beginning her life in the north she quickly found a male named Sabaoth of Kairos. Joining him in the south she became one of his consorts despite their age difference. After two litters and years together they were more in love than ever. That age difference however came to haunt them and Roka faded away long before her beloved ever would. She died surrounded by her family and slipped away almost peacefully. There is something in her that is not ready to let go.
Personality: Roka is strong in every sense of the word. She is stubborn very unwilling to compromise when she has made up her mind. Her beliefs are concrete to her and she is very slow to change. She has a very short temper and is often provoked by small things. She isn't open about her feelings and likes to keep things to herself. She isn't a big talker in general and prefers to wait and watch rather than speak all the time. She is very observative and quick to make judgments based on what she sees. She doesn't give much of herself away whether it is helping others or simple companionship. She is rough around the edges and doesn't quite know how to navigate socially. She is very intelligent and likes to analyze others and how they tick. She can sometimes come across as rude or offensive in her attempts to study them. She still relishes in the times where she is alone, but she is also growing accustomed to the healing that others can bring. She is fascinated by young pups and the innocence they posses. She feels that their inquisitive minds are similar to her own and she really connects with that. Even thought the pups are a soft spot for her it doesn't change her gruffness. She would never harm a pup but she also doesn't tolerate anything for long. She is slow to trust, but once you do earn it she is loyal to no end, albeit her version of loyal. She is always quick to act, slow to speak, but she is also admirable in a way. She doesn't do anything that is not beneficial or worth doing.
Image: No larger than 500 x 400 px
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