Post by kramer on Dec 7, 2008 15:06:21 GMT -5
Zaphyra
the character
name: Zaphyra
age: four
gender: female
pack: none
rank:
appearance: scarred and scabbed, yet beautifulbreed, wolf...
eyes, icy blue
pelt, pale, white, almost translucent
height,???
weight, underweight
other,
personality: Zaphyra is a ruthless being who seems to care only of herself. Her history is what kills her inside, writhing, twistin into every cell of her body. It's pain, haterd, and longing. Deep down she wants to love, to belong. But she would never show it. Her beauty is a tool, she can be very seductive to get what she wants. It is also a curse, passed on by her mother, that leaves her maimed and destroyed when a male forces himself on her. She is hardy, sound, and never cares what others think, unless it helps her survive. She has killed one, and she could kill again, for sometimes a strange bloodlust enters her being and scraped away at the surfaces. Slaughtering also helping in her pent-up angry ways. She is ruthless, and cryptonic. The only thing she is concerned about is surviving. She has never been loved or loved anyone. She lies, cheats, and manipulates to get what she wants-- which is usually what she needs. She gets annoyed by the simples things, and it builds and builds. Sometimes, it explodes in a fury of destruction. She has no mercy. She would kill a pup just if it annoyed her. She is a masochist, and loves to see death, blood, and fights. She is also a pessimist. She never sees the positives in life. Her actions are always in haste, which entitles her instincts, not her mind, to be mostly in control of her actions. She hates sympathy, and she hates kindness.
history: Four years ago, a female wolf was in pain. She was giving birth, her first litter. She yelped in pain as the first pup passed. She licked HIM clean, nudging his black body closer to her mammary glands. Another contraction ripped through her, a second pup leaving her birth canal. It was a female, and when she was licked clean, her fur was onyx as well. The third pup in the female gave no trouble leaving her body, then the female expelled the rest of the birth fluids, signifying the little white pup to be the last. All of the pups grew to six weeks old, and the winter got harsher. The male in charge of the pack, the Alfa, grew weak and tired. He died, leaving his pack to starve. They lived another week off of small game, such a fowl and weasels. Their bones began to jut out, and the mother no longer produced milk. One day, the pups were out playing in a field. All but one-- the little white one-- who was exploring all by herself, dangerously for a pup, in the deep forest. Zaphyra didn't know how it started, but the tiny screams echoed through the hills. She was confused, but her instincts kicked in. She ran blindly for three straight days. She assumed her pack ate her brother and sister. She became smarter as she aged, learning to hunt by observing the mountain lion. She learned lessons through consequences, and she became to trust no one.
lineage:
birthpack:
sire, (father)
dam, (mother)
siblings,the roleplayer
ooc name: Whispered Litany [Litany]
age: 18
gender: female
roleplay level:??
