Post by Sapphire/RoseThorn on Jan 8, 2006 15:37:04 GMT -5
Name: Sapphire
Age: 1 & 1/2 Years (human)
Gender: (Who calls a guy 'Sapphire'?) Girl.
Race: Wolf
Appearance: Long, willowy limbs of the great arctic wolf line, with a slender body build. Her eyes are the the purest of a deep sapphire blue. Her pelt has long, dense fur, brilliant for arctic whether, which is the darkest of ebony. Although, these things may appear demonic, her soul is as pure as her sapphire gaze.
Personality: Sapphire has a happy-go-lucky personality that shines no matter how dark the situation may be. Her kindred spirit and pure soul often impresses many with such a depressing history. You can never be bored, with Sapphire around.
History: At only a young age, her Pack: The Gems, was controlled with a notorious dictator: Topaz. Her mother, Diamond, and father, FireOpal, rebelled against Topaz. Through it, Sapphire lost her parents, and three out of four siblings. In the end, because her parents had started the rebellion and so many had been slaughtered while overthrowing the autocrat: Topaz, Sapphire and Jade were Exiled from The Gems Pack. So, Sapphire and Jade were forced to search for another pack, in so, Jade was killed in fear of them joining the a pack, leaving Sapphire to willow by herself.
Now, Sapphire comes to these lands in a humble quest for a home.
Example Post:
The harsh winds pelted against the fae as the now-lone wolf walked. As she did, her thoughts ran through her mind, reliving Jade's horrible death. Recalling how the entire Pack had attacked the two lone, straggled wolves who merely wanted a home, and remembered how they had tossed Jade like a rag-doll, unforgiving simply for their past. Sapphire bowed her head, to Jade, and so her sapphiren orbs wouldn't freeze. She sulked at the thought of having to outrun another pack, and grimaced. How long would she have to be on the run, for her own life? And what would she do when the true Northern winds descending, and casted a wintery spell across the lands? Two wolves perhaps stood a chance, but one measly fae for food? Even with her excellent hunting skills, impossible.
The life of a lone wolf was harsh, indeed. She sighed, as she continued to walk, and glanced up towards the awaiting territories, perhaps she would be more fortunate, or perhaps fall like Jade.
Age: 1 & 1/2 Years (human)
Gender: (Who calls a guy 'Sapphire'?) Girl.
Race: Wolf
Appearance: Long, willowy limbs of the great arctic wolf line, with a slender body build. Her eyes are the the purest of a deep sapphire blue. Her pelt has long, dense fur, brilliant for arctic whether, which is the darkest of ebony. Although, these things may appear demonic, her soul is as pure as her sapphire gaze.
Personality: Sapphire has a happy-go-lucky personality that shines no matter how dark the situation may be. Her kindred spirit and pure soul often impresses many with such a depressing history. You can never be bored, with Sapphire around.
History: At only a young age, her Pack: The Gems, was controlled with a notorious dictator: Topaz. Her mother, Diamond, and father, FireOpal, rebelled against Topaz. Through it, Sapphire lost her parents, and three out of four siblings. In the end, because her parents had started the rebellion and so many had been slaughtered while overthrowing the autocrat: Topaz, Sapphire and Jade were Exiled from The Gems Pack. So, Sapphire and Jade were forced to search for another pack, in so, Jade was killed in fear of them joining the a pack, leaving Sapphire to willow by herself.
Now, Sapphire comes to these lands in a humble quest for a home.
Example Post:
The harsh winds pelted against the fae as the now-lone wolf walked. As she did, her thoughts ran through her mind, reliving Jade's horrible death. Recalling how the entire Pack had attacked the two lone, straggled wolves who merely wanted a home, and remembered how they had tossed Jade like a rag-doll, unforgiving simply for their past. Sapphire bowed her head, to Jade, and so her sapphiren orbs wouldn't freeze. She sulked at the thought of having to outrun another pack, and grimaced. How long would she have to be on the run, for her own life? And what would she do when the true Northern winds descending, and casted a wintery spell across the lands? Two wolves perhaps stood a chance, but one measly fae for food? Even with her excellent hunting skills, impossible.
The life of a lone wolf was harsh, indeed. She sighed, as she continued to walk, and glanced up towards the awaiting territories, perhaps she would be more fortunate, or perhaps fall like Jade.