Post by Phoenix on Jul 30, 2020 17:27:54 GMT -6
Years RPing: Soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo long...
Slot Used: 20/22
How You Found Us: It was meant to be.
Birthday: March 4th, 2018
Species: Dire Wolf
Height: 45 in
Weight: 194 lbs
Coat Color: White & Black
Eye Color: Blue with purple specks
Purchased Items: +3 inches, +1 inch, +10 lbs (on this account) | Specialty Modifier, +10 lbs, Large Unnatural Marking, Multi-Colored Eyes [From 2018 Winter contest - blue & purple], Small Animal Companion (on main account)
Inherited Items: N/A
Health Issues: N/A
Other Information: Snowy Owl Companion
Mental Stability: Unstable
History: The beginnings of life for this being had been nothing but normal. Two Dire wolves came together, a white female named Ivera and an ebony brute named Damien, in the northern lands of Anikira. The couple were part of a small band of wolves, consisting of only one other mated pair with the names of Jethro and Lidra, that roamed the mountain ranges of the north and kept to themselves. The results of their first breeding season together brought Ivera a litter of three with two males and one female, each of the two males (named Tiarvo and Ralof) came in a solid pelt color, one ivory and one ebony… but their sister came as a perfect combination of the two, split exactly down the middle. With Ivera and Damien being the only pair to successfully bring forth a litter of pups, the four adults worked together to raise the three siblings. Phoenix was raised in the exact same manner that her brothers were, she was not shown favoritism for being the only female nor did the adults go any easier on her for it. Damien believed that his daughter had just as much right as her brothers to learn how to hunt and fight for herself so that she would never have to depend on a brute to provide for her and he made absolutely sure that she was able to do so.
When she was a year old, a lone male had found the small band. He claimed to be a loner and asked to join the group of wolves… Damien was leery at first, namely due to his daughter, but allowed the stranger to join them at least momentarily since winter was to hit soon. As suspected, the male quite obviously attempted to court the young Phoenix, bringing her gifts in the form of fresh caught meals and sometimes brightly colored birds feathers and eggs. Yorek did his best to befriend her father and brothers as well, but no matter how well mannered he seemed, Damien could not get rid of a feeling that he was no good. Phoenix however saw nothing wrong and allowed herself to be courted and wooed… when her father, begrudgingly, granted them permission to mate… they may as well have been rabbits as much as they went at it, even before her first heat had begun. The young female was so enamored by the brute that when he asked her to leave with him she almost pounced at the idea… until his mate found him. The older female attacked Yorek without warning, four yearling children in tow, and she cursed him over and over as she tore at his flesh. He called Phoenix and her father for help, but whereas Damien simply let him get what he deserved… Phoenix sprung and attacked him as well, blinded by hurt and fury. Before she realized what had happened, Phoenix had closed her jaws around his neck and tore out his jugular… and then just walked away from his broken and bleeding body, leaving his secret family to deal with the mess.
For the next six months, Phoenix was not entirely herself. Where she used to be the kindest to strangers they met in their travels she became the most weary and distrusting, refusing to so much as give her name even when the rest of her family gave their’s. She trained twice as hard as either of her brothers did after that and started almost picking fights with strangers rather than wait for them to start trouble. When her band allowed another lone male into their midst, Phoenix was very vocal about how against it she was but when her insistence that they didn’t need any more mouths to feed went unheard… she left. As she had traveled the northern region of Anikira for her life, she has slowly been making her way beyond the frozen lands she’d known as home. Along the way she came upon a young snowy owl that had tried to leave its nest just a bit too soon. Taking pity on the small thing, Phoenix helped it hitch a ride on her shoulders, thinking she would fly off on her own as soon as she could but found that Elaine chose her as her companion, a fact that the black and white wolf was grateful for so she wouldn’t travel entirely alone. Phoenix chose to remain a roaming figure, not wanting to be tied down to any particular place or wolf that isn’t worth it, and takes her pleasure wherever she can… be it from fighting or fucking, she aims to enjoy her life as best as she can.
Personality: Where there had once been a naive and selfless soul, there is now a selfish and reserved being. Phoenix has learned to put herself first and do what pleases her rather than worry about others... the only living creature she worries about other than herself being the snowy owl, Elaine, that accompanies her everywhere. She is a firm believer that one must prove themselves to her before she decides to waste any of her time on them, whether it be a short interaction or a prolonged encounter. She is distrusting of others and refuses to let her guard down, she knows she can fight well enough to hold her own but she is not too proud to admit that due to her limited interactions with others she may very well be far from able to fight off absolutely anyone else, which is rather she has grown from picking fights to just avoiding interactions altogether if she doesn't believe she stands a chance against them.
She is independent and hates to accept help from others, much less admit that she was ever in need of it. She is sarcastic and quick-witted, though she takes her time in thinking over her words before speaking them she will not mull them over to the point of appearing unsure. After she took the life of her first (and so far only) mate for betraying her, she has become convinced that she truly does not need anyone else and can afford to be picky with who she associates herself with. She has no truly sweet side to her, earning her respect is about as close as anyone will get to earning her love as it is something she has not felt she could give someone in a long time. She is a lustful creature and will gladly let someone take her lust for them as love if it means she gets the attention and affection from them that she wants, but if they try to profess their feelings for her she is likely to leave right then and there.
She does not want to be tied down to any one place or thing, she likes her freedom and the ability to do whatever she wants when she wants to. Much like a rebellious teenager, she is the kind of wolf to prove you wrong if you tell her she can't do something and blatantly breaking rules that she believes do not pertain to her. She has no interest in pups, but at the same time she would not be the kind of wolf to abandon a pup in need whether she birthed them or not... proving she is not entirely heartless and perhaps offering hope for a future lover, if any were to come her way. All in all, she is an independent female unwilling to take anything less than what she believes she deserves.
Species: Snowy Owl
Height: 25 in
Weight: 5.3 lbs