Post by Braelyn on Mar 23, 2020 2:09:19 GMT -6
OOC
Name: Grimm
Years RPing: Before humans realized poop can be used for fertilizer
Slot Used: Contest Slot (3/5)
How You Found Us: I followed some poops....
General
Name: Braelyn
Birthday: 10 May, 2017
Gender: Female
Species: Mackenzie Valley Wolf
Physical
Height: 42 inches
Weight: 165 pounds
Coat Color: Black, Grey, and White
Eye Color: Green
Purchased Items: Increased Size (+3 inches x2, +10 lbs x2), Small Unnatural Marking, Clouded Leopard Companion [please take from Grimm's account]
Inherited Items: N/A
Litter: N/A
Health Issues: N/A
Other Information: N/A
Mental
Mental Stability: Unstable
History: On the shores of Africa, there was a rather large pack. The pack was filled with many different families. They care for one another, loved their pack members - but life was not easy for them always. There was another pack, with equal in numbers as they were - only this pack was filled with hate. They wanted the lands that the coastal pack had. It caused both of the packs to be at war with one another. This war had raged on for years and years. Both of the Alphas had lost so many of their pack to the other, and the fighting would never stop. The wolves of the coast had been welcoming larger litters than the other, and their numbers were starting to grow. In the spring of 2017, the Alpha and his first mate brought a beautiful litter into the world. The daughter, the only of four, looked just like her father. But even before she had been a few months old, she was captured in the middle of the night. She was not the only one stolen from the pack. But she was the only one they never saw again. The pack had taken her over, but even they did not hold onto her for long. She was once again lost - this time the young wolf found herself taken in the waves of the ocean, pulled out to sea and brought to the lands of Anikira.
She washed ashore on the new lands, and immediately been found by a new wolf. His name was Sitka. He was a large white wolf with brilliant blue eyes. The contrast against his coat was making them pop even more. When he found her, she didn't even know her name or where she was from. He rescued her, gave her a home and even named her - Braelyn. He always called her Brae for short. To her, he was her father, she had known no other. The two of them grew close and as she grew bigger, he started her training. It all started with her stalking skills, hiding, and concealment. Due to her darker colors, he made sure she learned to stay within the shadows. She took to hunting like a fish to water. But when it came to fighting, she was not the best at it. She always did her very best and gave the most that she could, but he always bested her. Not only was he large, but he was skilled. At one and a half years, she reached her full height and weight. She was a very large and beautiful creature indeed. Braelyn loved Sitka as a father, never wanting to leave his side. They traveled the lands together, making sure to avoid the pack lands and any other lone wolves. Sitka was trying to harbor the young female for himself and she had no idea.
When her first heat was approaching, their dynamic changed. It was not hard for Sitka to manipulate her into doing what he wanted. But since he had tried within too early of a time frame - she was not ready to bear any young. Braelyn didn't know any different for how they should act around one another. She accepted his advances, and fell in love for the first time in her life. Or at least, she thought it was love. He was possessive over her and it became more and more apparent as they found new lone wolves to interact with. Some even wanted the pair to join their pack they were starting up. Sitka denied it, and the pair moved for the north. In the following spring, the pair moved to the north. They had smelled the scent of a bear, but since Braelyn had never seen one, she was rather curious. She found a den and moved towards the entrance. She had thought the bear might be sleeping,but when it awoke - it was filled with rage. It lunged at her with its massive claws and the only thing that saved her was Sitka pulling her from the entrance. The claws whisked past her face, barely missing her onyx muzzle. Green eyes opened wide as she realized the amount of danger she was in. In an effort to save her life, Sitka sacrificed himself, shouting at her "Run, Brae! Run!"
She did just that, and stopped after running for five minutes. She stopped, her heart racing fast as she turned around to see if he was following after her. But he never came. Over one hour she waited and there was no sign of Sitka. She stayed in her place she had stopped though, hoping that he might come to find her. For three days she waited there, curled up in a ball as small as she could. She was partially delirious from the lack of nutrition but she heard a soft voice from behind her. Lifting her head up, her eyes looked for the figure to see what would be speaking to her. It was a feline, that much she knew. She had seen lions when she lived in Africa, but she had never seen a feline like this. It was a tawny color with large spots all over its body. She was a small thing, much smaller than herself. "Wolf, you will be in much danger if you stay here." Braelyn nodded her head, but it was obvious she had nowhere to go. "Come with me..." the feline commanded, and though Braelyn didn't want to leave her beloved Sitka - she had no choice. She was helpless all alone and though she was not sure how a small thing would be able to help her - Braelyn had nobody else.
This new duo moved along the lands together, never being out of the other's sight. Braelyn found her bestfriend in the little Clouded Leopard, as she came to discover that was what Amaya was.
Personality: She is fire and she is ice. She can be passionate about the things she cares for. Lust is the game she plays and she plays it well. She knows that she is beautiful and knows that she can get exactly what she wants if she uses her beauty to assist her. She is a warrior, and will fight for what she wants. She will not waste her time in menial tasks that she thinks will do nothing for her. In her life, she wants to be filled with passion, whether it comes from one wolf or multiple. When she finds something she loves, she attaches herself to it, not allowing it to really breathe away from her. Jealousy is something she fights with, but only when she cares about something. If it is just a game to her, there will be no jealousy. She also loves to hunt and will often do it for sport. The kills are never wasted, and she will usually offer it up to someone who will need it. She is a tad bit selfish and usually puts herself above others. Due to her large size, she often thinks lowly of those smaller than her. She can be intimidating when those soft colored eyes are staring deep into your soul. Ultimately, she is loyal to the wolves she decides are worthy of her loyalty. If you cross her, that is it. She will no longer be loyal to you.
Image:
General
Name: Amaya
Birthday: 17 April, 2015
Gender: Female
Species: Clouded Leopard
Physical
Height: 14 inches
Weight: 35 pounds
Coat Color: Tawny Brown, White, Black
Eye Color: Brown
Health Issues: N/A
Other Information: N/A
Name: Grimm
Years RPing: Before humans realized poop can be used for fertilizer
Slot Used: Contest Slot (3/5)
How You Found Us: I followed some poops....
General
Name: Braelyn
Birthday: 10 May, 2017
Gender: Female
Species: Mackenzie Valley Wolf
Physical
Height: 42 inches
Weight: 165 pounds
Coat Color: Black, Grey, and White
Eye Color: Green
Purchased Items: Increased Size (+3 inches x2, +10 lbs x2), Small Unnatural Marking, Clouded Leopard Companion [please take from Grimm's account]
Inherited Items: N/A
Litter: N/A
Health Issues: N/A
Other Information: N/A
Mental
Mental Stability: Unstable
History: On the shores of Africa, there was a rather large pack. The pack was filled with many different families. They care for one another, loved their pack members - but life was not easy for them always. There was another pack, with equal in numbers as they were - only this pack was filled with hate. They wanted the lands that the coastal pack had. It caused both of the packs to be at war with one another. This war had raged on for years and years. Both of the Alphas had lost so many of their pack to the other, and the fighting would never stop. The wolves of the coast had been welcoming larger litters than the other, and their numbers were starting to grow. In the spring of 2017, the Alpha and his first mate brought a beautiful litter into the world. The daughter, the only of four, looked just like her father. But even before she had been a few months old, she was captured in the middle of the night. She was not the only one stolen from the pack. But she was the only one they never saw again. The pack had taken her over, but even they did not hold onto her for long. She was once again lost - this time the young wolf found herself taken in the waves of the ocean, pulled out to sea and brought to the lands of Anikira.
She washed ashore on the new lands, and immediately been found by a new wolf. His name was Sitka. He was a large white wolf with brilliant blue eyes. The contrast against his coat was making them pop even more. When he found her, she didn't even know her name or where she was from. He rescued her, gave her a home and even named her - Braelyn. He always called her Brae for short. To her, he was her father, she had known no other. The two of them grew close and as she grew bigger, he started her training. It all started with her stalking skills, hiding, and concealment. Due to her darker colors, he made sure she learned to stay within the shadows. She took to hunting like a fish to water. But when it came to fighting, she was not the best at it. She always did her very best and gave the most that she could, but he always bested her. Not only was he large, but he was skilled. At one and a half years, she reached her full height and weight. She was a very large and beautiful creature indeed. Braelyn loved Sitka as a father, never wanting to leave his side. They traveled the lands together, making sure to avoid the pack lands and any other lone wolves. Sitka was trying to harbor the young female for himself and she had no idea.
When her first heat was approaching, their dynamic changed. It was not hard for Sitka to manipulate her into doing what he wanted. But since he had tried within too early of a time frame - she was not ready to bear any young. Braelyn didn't know any different for how they should act around one another. She accepted his advances, and fell in love for the first time in her life. Or at least, she thought it was love. He was possessive over her and it became more and more apparent as they found new lone wolves to interact with. Some even wanted the pair to join their pack they were starting up. Sitka denied it, and the pair moved for the north. In the following spring, the pair moved to the north. They had smelled the scent of a bear, but since Braelyn had never seen one, she was rather curious. She found a den and moved towards the entrance. She had thought the bear might be sleeping,but when it awoke - it was filled with rage. It lunged at her with its massive claws and the only thing that saved her was Sitka pulling her from the entrance. The claws whisked past her face, barely missing her onyx muzzle. Green eyes opened wide as she realized the amount of danger she was in. In an effort to save her life, Sitka sacrificed himself, shouting at her "Run, Brae! Run!"
She did just that, and stopped after running for five minutes. She stopped, her heart racing fast as she turned around to see if he was following after her. But he never came. Over one hour she waited and there was no sign of Sitka. She stayed in her place she had stopped though, hoping that he might come to find her. For three days she waited there, curled up in a ball as small as she could. She was partially delirious from the lack of nutrition but she heard a soft voice from behind her. Lifting her head up, her eyes looked for the figure to see what would be speaking to her. It was a feline, that much she knew. She had seen lions when she lived in Africa, but she had never seen a feline like this. It was a tawny color with large spots all over its body. She was a small thing, much smaller than herself. "Wolf, you will be in much danger if you stay here." Braelyn nodded her head, but it was obvious she had nowhere to go. "Come with me..." the feline commanded, and though Braelyn didn't want to leave her beloved Sitka - she had no choice. She was helpless all alone and though she was not sure how a small thing would be able to help her - Braelyn had nobody else.
This new duo moved along the lands together, never being out of the other's sight. Braelyn found her bestfriend in the little Clouded Leopard, as she came to discover that was what Amaya was.
Personality: She is fire and she is ice. She can be passionate about the things she cares for. Lust is the game she plays and she plays it well. She knows that she is beautiful and knows that she can get exactly what she wants if she uses her beauty to assist her. She is a warrior, and will fight for what she wants. She will not waste her time in menial tasks that she thinks will do nothing for her. In her life, she wants to be filled with passion, whether it comes from one wolf or multiple. When she finds something she loves, she attaches herself to it, not allowing it to really breathe away from her. Jealousy is something she fights with, but only when she cares about something. If it is just a game to her, there will be no jealousy. She also loves to hunt and will often do it for sport. The kills are never wasted, and she will usually offer it up to someone who will need it. She is a tad bit selfish and usually puts herself above others. Due to her large size, she often thinks lowly of those smaller than her. She can be intimidating when those soft colored eyes are staring deep into your soul. Ultimately, she is loyal to the wolves she decides are worthy of her loyalty. If you cross her, that is it. She will no longer be loyal to you.
Image:
General
Name: Amaya
Birthday: 17 April, 2015
Gender: Female
Species: Clouded Leopard
Physical
Height: 14 inches
Weight: 35 pounds
Coat Color: Tawny Brown, White, Black
Eye Color: Brown
Health Issues: N/A
Other Information: N/A
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