Post by dramabuffcrys on Feb 16, 2010 18:17:17 GMT -5
Tempest O' Obsidian
the character
name, Tempest O' Obsidian
age, 4 Years
gender, female
pack, None
rank, Loner
appearance: Tall but slender female, body built more for seduction then for battle.breed, Timber/Grey wolf
eyes, Grey
pelt, Ebony pelt with waves of grey and white accenting her form.
height, 3 feet to the shoulder.
weight, 100 lbs
other, She is always meticulously groomed, pelt seems to be perpetually shiny and smooth
personality: This fae speaks as smooth as silk even when there are daggers in her words. She hides her disputes from public view but hates many. Tempest, much as her name suggests, will lull all around her into a false sense of security but if you cross her, you will know it. Yet she pains in such a way that one would find it impossible to hate her. She will often break male's hearts, whispering sweet nothings to them and making them feel special and important if only to shatter their male ego for her own amusement. She will often make herself look, and feel as if she were unattainable and for the moment this suits her just fine. She creates drama where ever she treads, causing many to drift away from her presence. She will often be cold towards other females, it is unclear if it because she feels insecure or if it is her sense of superiority over others that fuels this aggression. Tempest has, what some might consider, a “Princess complex.” As with most whelps, she was born to the alphen pair of her pack, her father big a massive, regal, and loyal brute, and her mother had slender features with much the same smooth personality. Tempest feels she inherited the best of both of her parents giving her all the advantages in life. Her body size is nearly the same as her father yet her features are sleek and distinctly feminine. Tempest keeps herself meticulously groomed, always needing to look her best due to her mischievous agenda.
history: From birth, her mother had a sense of how Tempest would grow and dubbed her as such. However, in many cases, ones name can often influence how one will behave and grow. This was perhaps the case with this fae. Even as whelp, Tempest was the one whom always cried out for attention and would often push her brothers and sisters aside to get it. From a litter of six, it was difficult for her parents to give her the attention she thought she needed and would often run off and get herself into trouble. As she grew, she would often attempt to entice young rouge males into the territory which would often lead to an aggressive encounter between the strangers and her father. Tempest would not be pained by her father's actions, though this was the face that she would often show to him, to gain his pity and his affections. Deep inside, luring these males was a game to her, wrapping her father around her little claw and making the others of the pack feel sorry for her because the alpha treated her with such a heavy paw. As she continued to mature into the prime of her life, little had changed. She continues to toy with male's affections and still feels as though none of them are good enough for her.
Due to her feelings of superiority, she was constantly at odds with her brother Nightmare Havoc. She loathed him due to the fact that he was in line to take over the pack when Tore should pass on. This would give her a reason to tag along on her brother's mentoring sessions, not only so that she might gain the same knowledge as her brother but that she may distract her father's attention so that she may gain the upper paw. However, before either could see their dreams through to fruition, Tempest's world was shattered. Traitors ransacked the pack and scattered the members that followed Tore in every direction. She watched the fight claim the lives of her parents and several other pack members. She watched her sister fight to avenge their pack's honour only to be over taken by three brutes. Tempest fled, disgusted with the world, her life shattered by these despicable wolves.
Over the past several weeks, Tempest has travelled alone, however she has been following familiar scents. She knows that the only way for her to exact her revenge will be to find these scents and build a force of her own. She has become even colder then she was before, but not much else about her has changed. The only difference in her now is her determination to make the traitors suffer the way she has suffered, and will do whatever it takes to achieve this.
lineage:
birthpack, Mountain Walkers
sire, Tore(deceased) (father)
dam, Raven(deceased) (mother)
siblings, Nightmare Havoc, Avalanche, Raging Inferno, Infinity, Raider(deceased),
mate, None
whelps, Nonethe roleplayer
ooc name, Crystale
age, 23
gender, Female
roleplay level, Literate
