Post by Stella on Jan 2, 2011 18:04:21 GMT -5
Name: Stella
Gender: Female
Age: 4 years
Pack: Voltaine
Rank: Duenna or Adjuvant what ever thy think fit
Appearance: Stella is a very beautiful wolf, some would say, her pelt is like silk, soft, and not very harsh, even though Stella gets out in the sun and works everyday. Her eyes are the usual of her breed, they are a bright green with the slightest dust of gold around the edges, though her left eye is pink/brown with the slightest gold. Her pelt is medium, and thick, the textures is mostly soft though, the color is a light white to cream. Her hair is a wavy to straight. Stella's height is what's stunning, she is a smaller fae for her breed, standing at 26 inches, most would say that is normal but as she walks by other wolfs she sees how short she really is. Stella is also very fit she weighs in at 86 pounds and she looks very healthy. She has black colored nose, nails, and paw pads. Making her look so fragile. Her tail has a very light pink-brown coloring at the tip, why she has no idea. Plus her body is just right, slim, making her more feminine than she already is.
Personality:Stella is a creative character she always like to re think what she sees, like a story, she has been doing this since she was five months, and has not stopped since. But as she got older and after the 'move' she started to hate herself and the fact that her own sister kicked her out.. her own sister. But to her astonishment she could still live, and be herself with out her old family. Stella tries to hide herself, in person she feels out of place, she acts mysterious and to others maybe even a bad wolf. But in the inside Stella is nice with a good heart and good intentions, but she feels broken. Stella is the very quiet, shy interesting girl, he wishes all the best to every one and has no friends right now, she does not talk to strangers or to whom he doe not know, to to friends she talks her heat out. Ads she grows the fae hopes to let her heart out, and to let this shyness go..
History: Stella was born in a very normal Pack, her mother, like most of her family, was the leader of the Pack. Her father was just another male, she grew up happy, only loosing one sibling from her litter on the way to adult hood. Stella loved her old family, but as soon as she turned two her mother passed away, leaving the thrown to her older sister. Her sister was a cruel Fae, but she was older, which means wiser. And at the age of 2 the new queen got Pregnant. But Stella had her own babies on the way, and like most of the females who got pregnant at the same time as the new cruel leader. Kinlo was not happy, she let Stella stay there for three weeks, soon kicking her out. Stella was so confused, lost, she knew this was normal, but she was Kinlo's sister, her only sister. Why?
Soon enough Stella was alone, it was hard to find food and fend for her self, but she did it in till the Pups came. They died though a few days later, it was too hard to feed her self and keep them safe. It was a disaster for her first litter. But Stella found her self on new land...
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A mother how could it be, how, how on earth could Stella be a mother of a baby, and a gorgeous one at that, she could not be one, specially one that's already so large. It has only been two days and Anya has grown almost half a foot, her hair is now longer, maybe 4 inches long, Stella was worried, scared even at this rate Anya would be dead at 17.Stella could not but cry, and she did that every night since Anya was born, she tried not to keep Jisanna awake but she knew it must be hard. Her cries where like pitiful screams of death, she wanted relief of torture of what she knew her life was and is, a mother a sixteen, no family, well that she knew of, a man that she was sure she did not love, Stella just wanted to run away and never come back! never!!
She woke up the day her daughter had turned three days old, she got up very quietly hopping Jisa was out or would not stop her, Stella got her things, well a baby bag and got dresses,her shirt was a thin white tank top, her short where well short shorts, and well sun glasses Stella was on a mission and she was not sure if she would come back, Jisanna would just have to wait and see. She looked out her window making sure all was safe and then grabbed one of the two things she treasured, Jisa being the other, she put her baby on her back, straps holding Anya down, Stella jumped two stories, her landing still perfect, ''Hu nice for a mom''. But she looked up to the window then around, Jisa could be anywhere, or not, but she ran not caring who or what caught her, she would fight for her babies life, she would kill.
Soon Stella was on a wild search, half following her heart and half her memories, she was looking for the home she remembered, the home she always lived in, the home that treasured everything she has always known and loves. Her heart would be pounding fast right now if it was alive, her eyes would be crying, but all that is alive is her mind, she is thinking, maybe a little wild but Stella is thinking, she knew her house was large, it needed to hold five people, three dogs and friends when they came by, she knew it was white, but cream in the inside wall, many pictures and paintings decorated the walls. She just had to find her home! But soon Anya was hungry the baby was crying and screaming, Stella could feel her squirming, the mother stopped, she sighed, of coursed she loved to care for her daughter but she had a mission, but Anya was hungry and Stella had to care for her. The vampire looked threw the baby bag and found some smashed up meat and potatoes, as a child Stella new Anya could eat blood or food, Jisa and her had tested this out he first day or so. Anya ate the food happily, sitting in her mom's lap, Stella had to smile there was no way she could not. But soon her baby was back a sleep a slight smile on her Anya's face, and she was on the run again. Her mind knew she was close and yes Stella was.
The vampire was standing in front of a large white home, not huge but could fit five to six people comfortably, The vampire really felt like crying, either than the time she found out she was pregnant and when Anya was born , this moment was sacred,Stella jumped over the fence, one swift move, she needed ti find a window, would her family be alive? dead? would there be a whole new family here? the fate of her's unknown? She slowly stepped up to the window and looked in, a older woman was serving lunch and a man was sitting at the table laughing, two more children, well young adults where laughing with him, a young girl maybe fourteen with curly brown hair was eating now her face a lot like Stella's, the man, maybe eighteen-twenty sat there calmly but shot a look out the window, it was to late. Stella was crouching down her face in agony, she was crying, a vampire's cry, she could not take it, her family had forgotten her, they had moved on, it had only been a short 8-9 months, she was truly dead, her heart had been ripped out and then burned just burned, Stella reached back and took Anya cradling her in her arms. Stella would have to leave, and soon.
Just as dinner finished Stella left, she was dead now, like a walking zombie, she did not care for anything or anyone, maybe not even Anya, she was walking slowly back home where Jisa would be, where her guardian Angel would be there to save her.
She woke up the day her daughter had turned three days old, she got up very quietly hopping Jisa was out or would not stop her, Stella got her things, well a baby bag and got dresses,her shirt was a thin white tank top, her short where well short shorts, and well sun glasses Stella was on a mission and she was not sure if she would come back, Jisanna would just have to wait and see. She looked out her window making sure all was safe and then grabbed one of the two things she treasured, Jisa being the other, she put her baby on her back, straps holding Anya down, Stella jumped two stories, her landing still perfect, ''Hu nice for a mom''. But she looked up to the window then around, Jisa could be anywhere, or not, but she ran not caring who or what caught her, she would fight for her babies life, she would kill.
Soon Stella was on a wild search, half following her heart and half her memories, she was looking for the home she remembered, the home she always lived in, the home that treasured everything she has always known and loves. Her heart would be pounding fast right now if it was alive, her eyes would be crying, but all that is alive is her mind, she is thinking, maybe a little wild but Stella is thinking, she knew her house was large, it needed to hold five people, three dogs and friends when they came by, she knew it was white, but cream in the inside wall, many pictures and paintings decorated the walls. She just had to find her home! But soon Anya was hungry the baby was crying and screaming, Stella could feel her squirming, the mother stopped, she sighed, of coursed she loved to care for her daughter but she had a mission, but Anya was hungry and Stella had to care for her. The vampire looked threw the baby bag and found some smashed up meat and potatoes, as a child Stella new Anya could eat blood or food, Jisa and her had tested this out he first day or so. Anya ate the food happily, sitting in her mom's lap, Stella had to smile there was no way she could not. But soon her baby was back a sleep a slight smile on her Anya's face, and she was on the run again. Her mind knew she was close and yes Stella was.
The vampire was standing in front of a large white home, not huge but could fit five to six people comfortably, The vampire really felt like crying, either than the time she found out she was pregnant and when Anya was born , this moment was sacred,Stella jumped over the fence, one swift move, she needed ti find a window, would her family be alive? dead? would there be a whole new family here? the fate of her's unknown? She slowly stepped up to the window and looked in, a older woman was serving lunch and a man was sitting at the table laughing, two more children, well young adults where laughing with him, a young girl maybe fourteen with curly brown hair was eating now her face a lot like Stella's, the man, maybe eighteen-twenty sat there calmly but shot a look out the window, it was to late. Stella was crouching down her face in agony, she was crying, a vampire's cry, she could not take it, her family had forgotten her, they had moved on, it had only been a short 8-9 months, she was truly dead, her heart had been ripped out and then burned just burned, Stella reached back and took Anya cradling her in her arms. Stella would have to leave, and soon.
Just as dinner finished Stella left, she was dead now, like a walking zombie, she did not care for anything or anyone, maybe not even Anya, she was walking slowly back home where Jisa would be, where her guardian Angel would be there to save her.
{One, i dont know if her ''breed'' is allowed since she is manned wolf XX arctic wolf, or if she can come in pregnant, so i kept it as 'wip, please tell me if i can or not}
Name:Sophia
Gender:Female
Age: Five years
Pack: Amitel
Rank: Queen
Appearance: Sophia is fluffy, but not fat. She has longer legs, but not un-proportionate. Her eyes are green with dust of gold around it, they always bright. Her pelt is a light cream to white, a lot like her mom. But her back and tail is a lot like the color of her dad, rusty red and black. Sophia loves her looks, Specially her small pointed ears, she says it makes her look feminine. Hr paws are small and a lot like her dad's. While her eyes color is like her mom.
Personality: Sophia is rather sweet, more like a mother, serious you know. She would kill for her pups, well if she had any. For some reason it seems she can never get pregnant, which makes her pissed, and angry every so often. Bursting out at people if they questioned her or anything that she considers offensive.But mostly she is strong, a hard worker, not shy at all, never giving up on a job. She loves to show her opinion and to know whats happening in her home. She is a sweet Dog, but serious.
History: Sophia was born here, a loner, rouge, what ever you want to call her. Sophia's mother had them alone, and as you can see, she was the only one to survive. Her mother raised her to be strong, stronger then she already was. But it was hard, she was young when the two found their way to Laboulaye. Sophia was barely four weeks old. Her mother did not care tough, she new her daughter was born to be a great Meerkat, at what she did not know. Anyways, Sophia grew up here, she saw many pups being born, many family members dying, and she even grew to become a great babysitter.
Her mother passed way when she turned two years old, She was not the best mother on earth. But it made Sophia who she is today. Life is hard. and one thing she did not see coming was her pregnancy. At five years old she has finally got pregnant by a lone male. But she does not believe it, the sings are all there, tummy getting a bit bigger, getting moddy, even eating more. But Sophia is so surprised, and sure she will never have pups that now when she does, she is ignorant of it...
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Name: Malaika-Halla
Malaika {Means -Angel}
Halla {means -Unexpeted Gift}
Shortened Version: Mai
Gender: Female
Age: 2 years
Descendant of: Mother-Likam-Tor
Father-Lombur-Tor
Rank: Collector
Appearance: Malaika-Halla has fluffy tuffs of fur around her neck, shoulders and tail. She is growing out her puppy fur to more of a adult look. Malaika-Halla is pure Tor blooded which means she has the symbol on her shoulder, its not huge, but not tiny, very visible indeed. Her eyes are pure electric blue, and she has some darker cream~brown markings on her legs,ears and tail. Her pelt is not pure white, more of a dirty/dingy cream. She is also smaller then others, not in height but in weight. She weighs 80 pounds, but her legs are very long.
Personality: Mai is very kind, a hard worker, she would never let her family down. She always listens to the males and tries not to get in trouble. If she does she tries to bare what ever punishment they do. Malaika-Halla is happy, strong, she really loves hunting, and pups, but she still hates to watch the sacrifices. She hopes this could change, but it has not, she loves her god.. but to her this one ritual is a little bit much. Overall she is the hard worker, good young adult!
History: Mailika-Halla or Mai was born to her parents not to long ago. But her mother died in delivery, only getting out two out of four pups. It Seemed Mai was the stronger.. she lived. The Tor female worker hard as she grew up but it seemed her father lamed her, the only living pup, for his mates death. He soon left Tor and everything behind..{Ill add more as She goes along}
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Bought here:www.stranger-rpg.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=store&action=display&thread=11&page=1
Name: Mari
Age: 4 years
Gender: Female
Species and Breed: Fox {Arctic Fox}
Size: 8 inches
Weight: 6 pounds
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Appearance: The Arctic fox is small , about the size of a cat, with unusually long legs and short rounded furry ears. Mari has a long thick tail. Her plush fur make her look much larger than she is. Plus she has a recessive gene, hazel/green eyes. When the snow starts to melt, the fox sheds its winter coat for a thinner greyish-brown coat for summer, You know she has to blend in!.
Personality: Unlike her names leads you think Mari is not a sweet little fox. No, the fox is just a fox, she is sweet when you make her laugh, jokes are one thing that make Mari smile. Or maybe you say a hello, those things are what make her day, the small things. But she has a dark side, which many of us have. You know, no one is perfect!
One, do never make fun of her pelt color, yes that is where she got her name, but making judgments is what makes this Fae ticked. Do not ever out speak a Fox who is higher than you, and do not ever harm a pup. Mari will be all over you like you are a pinata. But her dreams are simple, be in a 'pack', find a mate, maybe even children.Have a nice life, the simple life.
But simple is boring, and Mari likes a good adventure, weather its running till she has a heart attack from the speed. Jumping in to freezing water, or just seeing who has the best jokes. Lets just say this, she is not evil, but not an angel, just her self.
History: -May make one later-
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