Post by Cinder on Nov 1, 2009 20:10:29 GMT -5
NAME: Acclya (A cah lE a)
NICKNAMES: Lya (LE-a)
DESIRED RANK: subordinate of Toko
AGE: 3 1/2
LOOKS: Zoom in on Acclya’s almond shaped eyes we see that they are teal, and they sparkle, and shine. She tells us that they darken and lighten with her mood, if she is mad, then we see them swirling like a coming hurricane, if she is happy then we see them lightening and shining like the sun, if she is sad then we see them droop and become dull like a rainstorm. As you can see a teal sun surrounds her right eye, and a teal crescent moon surrounds the other. Now we head down her body and its a medium gray color and the topside of her lean body is black as night. No ounce of the earlier mentioned gray is shown in the black. Now down her legs the gray and black mix into one down her legs and end in delicate paws. Sharp teal claws and teal pads grace these. Back up her legs we go now, and we see swirls of teal all up and down them. Down her body once more, the camera pans around her rump and we see her bushy tail that curls over her back in a upside-down U. The underside is gray, just like her underbelly. The camera takes one last spin around her body and we see we have missed her neck. We take a close up and see a horse like mane of much softer hair than the coarse one of a horse, with teal steaks spread through, her mane lifts up and we see zebra stripes up and down it. Her neck is thick and muscular. She is very short for a wolf, and it makes her ideal to fit under her mates chin. Her smile is contagious, and very beautiful, her teeth are white, and shiny, her tongue a cute pink color same as her gums.
ELEMENT: Water- Acclya can only use water from an existing source, she can not manifest it(YET) She can make balls of water and send them with startling speeds to an opponent. She can make a tornado of water, and trap wolves in it if she pleases.
PERSONALITY: Acclya is a lazy wolf. She will do her part, but no more than that. She loves to have a good giggle, and make another wolf have one as well. She loves with her whole heart, though at the time, no one loves her. She is always happy. There is little that will make her sad, though she does have quite the temper. Lya isn’t content unless she is with others. She hates to be lonely, and she won’t stand for it. The multicolored fae loves to have fun, she will do anything with anyone. She is quite the jokester, so beware when you’ve made her angry, she doesn’t get mad, she gets even. Many would say she is a lover not a fighter as well, but she will fight for love, she believes in love, what love is, what love stands for, and love at first sight. She really is just a big sap. Acclya loves to watch the sunset, she has had tragedy in her life, but she doesn’t let it get her down. Really, if you looked at her you would think she was born in Aelyn, and lived there her whole life, healthy and happy, never a care in the world. She doesn’t have a care in the world now, and it shows, her shoulders are free from tension, she is never stressed, or nervous about anything. She is outgoing, and is optimistic, and unafraid to speak her mind. She thinks her opinion is the only opinion.
EYES: Teal, there is a sun around her right eye, and a crescent moon around her left.
WINGS: Big beautiful angles wings, feathered generously, and the color of nights when there are no stars and a new moon.
HISTORY: Acclya’s history is a long one, so sit down and get comfortable for the tale. Camera pans around a forest scene, we see rushing rivers, babbling brooks, trees, lots of trees. Green trees, yellow trees, trees that have a fragrant pink flower. Trees of all shapes and sizes. Camera zooms through a patch of trees at a dizzying speed and we zoom in on a pack of wolves exiting there den for a morning hunt. Camera zooms in on a white and black wolf, marked like a cow in a Californian pasture. Her belly swollen with pups she waddles over to a gray wolf with teal markings, a crescent moon dons on his rump, a sun on hers. Complete opposites, and yet they attract so much. She nuzzles him and blinks goodbye. The pack runs off without her. Camera stays on her, zooming in on her expression or loneliness. The wolfess sighs and walks back into the den. Camera leaves and rushes down the forest path he wolves took.
When catching up the camera pans around the group and zooms in on the gray moon wolf in the middle of the pack running free. His tongue lolls out and he yips loudly and happily, content in life. Screen splits, showing the gray moon wolf and the black and white sun wolf. One so happy with life, the other sad and lonely. Screen goes back to the gray running wolf. The wolves slow to a stop and we see the lead wolf, a pure white one, with startling cerulean eyes that have no pupils. He barks to the pack and they all howl back. The gray walks to the front of the group for a better view. Camera zooms in on the white alpha. His face is determined, and no markings grace this wolf’s face. Wolves say that markings are a gift from the Gods, and the fact that this wolf had none makes our audience quake with fear. The white wolf continues speaking to the pack and they are beginning to become excited. Camera pans around, zooming in on wolves faces before coming to a stop on the gray. His face shows apprehension, but excitement.
The wolves begin to run once more and the camera goes back to the cow marked wolf to find tears dripping from her eyes and falling into her open silently screaming maw. We infer that she is worried about her mate, but is that all? She paces back and forth stressed to the max, her belly stretched to accommodate the pups she is carrying, they are due soon, we can tell. We hear howling and the camera goes back to the running animals. They are hunting now, each split into their own ways. The gray is the one the camera decides to follow, he is stalking a moose. A dangerous idea, but he wants to be recognized for his kill, now just some lowly deer, or rabbit. Camera pans and settles in front of the moose, so that we can not only see the antlered creature, but also the wolf that is behind it planning on killing it.
Camera zooms in on the gray wolf as it jumps through the air, misjudges the jump, and lands gorily on the animal’s horns, impaling himself, and no longer panting happily. His eyes begin to dull with death, and then the light leaves it completely. The sun on his rump blazes brightly and then flies off at speeds the camera cannot follow. It zooms off into the woods, trying to follow the blurring shape. It comes to a stop in front of the cow like wolf just in time to see her gasp and collapse in tears as the sun is absorbed into her belly.
Later that day:
3 Pups are born to the cow marked wolf, without a father to feed them, without anyone to take care of them. Camera pans and zooms in on one little lump of black and gray fur. The markings on this little wolf are phenomenal. She got her fathers sun, and her mother can’t stand to look at her because of it. Camera backs up off the pup to see the cow marked wolf gazing at her, with disgust and then turning away. The pup barks softly and cuddles next the her brothers. Acclya is born into the world without a father, and to a mother who can’t stand to look at her. Words flash upon the screen ‘What happens next?’
The screen goes black
OTHER INFO: None at this time.
Mother
Acclya's mother is a odd marked one. Her base is white, with black splotches varying in size and shape. Like a classic cow would be. Her eyes a gorgeous sky blue, that pierce you right to the very core. She was a kind wolf, or so Acclya remembers her. She always had a word or two, and a smile for every wolf she passed. But there was always that foreboding sense that she did not care for Acclya, perhaps it was because Acclya resembled her father so much, with his moon marking.
Father
Her father, the complete opposite of her mother, but perhaps the saying is true "When opposites attract, there is nothing more powerful," The love these two held was so powerful and hear wrenching that you could just cry when you saw them.
Acclya's deceased father was gray, just gray, but he had the prettiest teal markings that you'd ever see. The surrounded his eyes, legs, muzzle, and tipped his tail. They contrasted greatly with his gray coloring, and a teal crescent moon donned his rump. He truely was a sight to behold.
MATE: N/A
PUPS: N/A
ZODIAC SIGN: Scorpio, the sex crazed fiends.
NICKNAMES: Lya (LE-a)
DESIRED RANK: subordinate of Toko
AGE: 3 1/2
LOOKS: Zoom in on Acclya’s almond shaped eyes we see that they are teal, and they sparkle, and shine. She tells us that they darken and lighten with her mood, if she is mad, then we see them swirling like a coming hurricane, if she is happy then we see them lightening and shining like the sun, if she is sad then we see them droop and become dull like a rainstorm. As you can see a teal sun surrounds her right eye, and a teal crescent moon surrounds the other. Now we head down her body and its a medium gray color and the topside of her lean body is black as night. No ounce of the earlier mentioned gray is shown in the black. Now down her legs the gray and black mix into one down her legs and end in delicate paws. Sharp teal claws and teal pads grace these. Back up her legs we go now, and we see swirls of teal all up and down them. Down her body once more, the camera pans around her rump and we see her bushy tail that curls over her back in a upside-down U. The underside is gray, just like her underbelly. The camera takes one last spin around her body and we see we have missed her neck. We take a close up and see a horse like mane of much softer hair than the coarse one of a horse, with teal steaks spread through, her mane lifts up and we see zebra stripes up and down it. Her neck is thick and muscular. She is very short for a wolf, and it makes her ideal to fit under her mates chin. Her smile is contagious, and very beautiful, her teeth are white, and shiny, her tongue a cute pink color same as her gums.
ELEMENT: Water- Acclya can only use water from an existing source, she can not manifest it(YET) She can make balls of water and send them with startling speeds to an opponent. She can make a tornado of water, and trap wolves in it if she pleases.
PERSONALITY: Acclya is a lazy wolf. She will do her part, but no more than that. She loves to have a good giggle, and make another wolf have one as well. She loves with her whole heart, though at the time, no one loves her. She is always happy. There is little that will make her sad, though she does have quite the temper. Lya isn’t content unless she is with others. She hates to be lonely, and she won’t stand for it. The multicolored fae loves to have fun, she will do anything with anyone. She is quite the jokester, so beware when you’ve made her angry, she doesn’t get mad, she gets even. Many would say she is a lover not a fighter as well, but she will fight for love, she believes in love, what love is, what love stands for, and love at first sight. She really is just a big sap. Acclya loves to watch the sunset, she has had tragedy in her life, but she doesn’t let it get her down. Really, if you looked at her you would think she was born in Aelyn, and lived there her whole life, healthy and happy, never a care in the world. She doesn’t have a care in the world now, and it shows, her shoulders are free from tension, she is never stressed, or nervous about anything. She is outgoing, and is optimistic, and unafraid to speak her mind. She thinks her opinion is the only opinion.
EYES: Teal, there is a sun around her right eye, and a crescent moon around her left.
WINGS: Big beautiful angles wings, feathered generously, and the color of nights when there are no stars and a new moon.
HISTORY: Acclya’s history is a long one, so sit down and get comfortable for the tale. Camera pans around a forest scene, we see rushing rivers, babbling brooks, trees, lots of trees. Green trees, yellow trees, trees that have a fragrant pink flower. Trees of all shapes and sizes. Camera zooms through a patch of trees at a dizzying speed and we zoom in on a pack of wolves exiting there den for a morning hunt. Camera zooms in on a white and black wolf, marked like a cow in a Californian pasture. Her belly swollen with pups she waddles over to a gray wolf with teal markings, a crescent moon dons on his rump, a sun on hers. Complete opposites, and yet they attract so much. She nuzzles him and blinks goodbye. The pack runs off without her. Camera stays on her, zooming in on her expression or loneliness. The wolfess sighs and walks back into the den. Camera leaves and rushes down the forest path he wolves took.
When catching up the camera pans around the group and zooms in on the gray moon wolf in the middle of the pack running free. His tongue lolls out and he yips loudly and happily, content in life. Screen splits, showing the gray moon wolf and the black and white sun wolf. One so happy with life, the other sad and lonely. Screen goes back to the gray running wolf. The wolves slow to a stop and we see the lead wolf, a pure white one, with startling cerulean eyes that have no pupils. He barks to the pack and they all howl back. The gray walks to the front of the group for a better view. Camera zooms in on the white alpha. His face is determined, and no markings grace this wolf’s face. Wolves say that markings are a gift from the Gods, and the fact that this wolf had none makes our audience quake with fear. The white wolf continues speaking to the pack and they are beginning to become excited. Camera pans around, zooming in on wolves faces before coming to a stop on the gray. His face shows apprehension, but excitement.
The wolves begin to run once more and the camera goes back to the cow marked wolf to find tears dripping from her eyes and falling into her open silently screaming maw. We infer that she is worried about her mate, but is that all? She paces back and forth stressed to the max, her belly stretched to accommodate the pups she is carrying, they are due soon, we can tell. We hear howling and the camera goes back to the running animals. They are hunting now, each split into their own ways. The gray is the one the camera decides to follow, he is stalking a moose. A dangerous idea, but he wants to be recognized for his kill, now just some lowly deer, or rabbit. Camera pans and settles in front of the moose, so that we can not only see the antlered creature, but also the wolf that is behind it planning on killing it.
Camera zooms in on the gray wolf as it jumps through the air, misjudges the jump, and lands gorily on the animal’s horns, impaling himself, and no longer panting happily. His eyes begin to dull with death, and then the light leaves it completely. The sun on his rump blazes brightly and then flies off at speeds the camera cannot follow. It zooms off into the woods, trying to follow the blurring shape. It comes to a stop in front of the cow like wolf just in time to see her gasp and collapse in tears as the sun is absorbed into her belly.
Later that day:
3 Pups are born to the cow marked wolf, without a father to feed them, without anyone to take care of them. Camera pans and zooms in on one little lump of black and gray fur. The markings on this little wolf are phenomenal. She got her fathers sun, and her mother can’t stand to look at her because of it. Camera backs up off the pup to see the cow marked wolf gazing at her, with disgust and then turning away. The pup barks softly and cuddles next the her brothers. Acclya is born into the world without a father, and to a mother who can’t stand to look at her. Words flash upon the screen ‘What happens next?’
The screen goes black
OTHER INFO: None at this time.
Mother
Acclya's mother is a odd marked one. Her base is white, with black splotches varying in size and shape. Like a classic cow would be. Her eyes a gorgeous sky blue, that pierce you right to the very core. She was a kind wolf, or so Acclya remembers her. She always had a word or two, and a smile for every wolf she passed. But there was always that foreboding sense that she did not care for Acclya, perhaps it was because Acclya resembled her father so much, with his moon marking.
Father
Her father, the complete opposite of her mother, but perhaps the saying is true "When opposites attract, there is nothing more powerful," The love these two held was so powerful and hear wrenching that you could just cry when you saw them.
Acclya's deceased father was gray, just gray, but he had the prettiest teal markings that you'd ever see. The surrounded his eyes, legs, muzzle, and tipped his tail. They contrasted greatly with his gray coloring, and a teal crescent moon donned his rump. He truely was a sight to behold.
MATE: N/A
PUPS: N/A
ZODIAC SIGN: Scorpio, the sex crazed fiends.