Post by wolfseden on Jul 16, 2009 22:33:28 GMT -5
NAME:
Ceres
NICKNAMES:
C
DESIRED RANK:
Subodinate of Misuteriasu Mountains
AGE:
3 years
LOOKS:
I am of average fae build. I'm not too muscular, nor am I, in the least bit, bony. Like my frame, my height is also of average. If I were to be measured, I think my height would be around three feet and possibly a few inches, from the pads of my feet to the tips of my ears. I believe I'm just right, if you ask my opinion. I can handle myself if I'm ever drawn into a brawl with another. Although, I would prefer to, simply, talk over the issue rather than resulting to violence. I'm not one for confrontations.
My pelt is marked like a husky. The top fur being a deep purple and the bottom fur an emerald green, much like my eyes. My paws are purple as are the tips of my large ears. I find my pelt rather odd in coloring, but it suits me, I think. In texture, from my shoulders to mid back, my pelt is course. Not to the point of a porcupine, but enough to discourage any one from touching it. The rest, however, is wonderfully soft. Some may say silky smooth.
My claws are a profound shade of green, like my eyes. Another odd feature, I must admit. Not at all do I believe myself ordinary. Quite the opposite. I'm sure there aren't many with my particular coloring. My fangs are an unusually white shade of ivory as well. The list of oddities upon my being seems to continue growing. I rather like it though. How I'm so different from all the other wolves in Aelyn. I take pride in it.
ELEMENT:
Soul Seer
Cere can see the color of another's soul. Depending on the color, Ceres can determine whether an individual is evil or not. Another perk of her element is she can detect the presense of any living being near by.
PERSONALITY:
To most, I come off as elegant, maybe a bit distant on the very first meeting. Because of the past I had led, it takes me a tad bit long to come to trust others. As you can, probably, understand. If, and when, I come to trust you, I may tell you of my past. Why I was chased away from my home land, in particular.
After I come to trust you, not only will I give you my life's story, but I'll warm up to you as well. A two for one deal. I'll become more affectionate, more relaxed around you. I may even be more playful, you never know. It all depends on how much I like you.
As time goes on and a bond forms between us, I may even consider you as a sibling. Maybe not blood related, but a sibling none the less. I may even begin to call you my brother or my sister from time to time instead of your name. It just goes to show how deep of a bond we had formed.
I used to do things like that in my old pack quite fast. For example, I would meet a newcomer and as soon as they were excepted, they became my family. But these days trust must be earned before I even consider such a thing.
EYES:
Bright Emerald Green
WINGS:
I am wingless
HISTORY:
I come from the lands and forests of Toko. Born to the pair, Rashire and Soren (random names), I was raised to be a peace maker of sorts. Since birth, I was loved and well liked by all within my pack, even the elder, grumpier wolves who wished to be left alone. Easily, I became the negotiator. The one to stop the fights, the one to decide who was good and who was evil. No one thought to raise a paw against me or even raise their voices. As said before, I was well liked.
I could always calm others with my mere presense. Perhaps it was because I offered them no other alternative. It was either leave the area or calm down and resolve the matter in a civilized manner. Life seemed fine, wondeful even. I had plenty of pups my own age to play with, prey was abundant, and there hadn't been a droubt in god knows how long. As far as I could tell, life was great.
That is, until I began to fall for a pack mate of mine. Who happened to be a fellow fae. Only my parents knew of my...unique life style. It's true, I had found some brutes attractive, but not as much as other fae. In the beginning, I thought myself evil, possibly even a demon. After a time, I began to accept myself for who I was and determined that I wasn't evil nor a demon. I helped the pack out with my talents, I watched the pups when the sitters were ill or unavailable, I protected the pack and so on. Only a good, decent wolf would do such things willingly and happily.
Anyway, I'm getting off topic. After a few weeks, my feelings began to deepen, but I restrained myself from actually sharing with the object of my affections. My parents found it imperative that I not be open with my alternative life style. But, one day, I couldn't hold it in any longer. I confessed myself. In return for my love, I recieved disgust and repulsion. As to be expected, the fae ran to the Alpha and, as you can probably guess, the pack chased me away. They wouldn't take into account all the good thing I had done for them, they just forsakened me. I hadn't the chance to say good bye to my parents.
For weeks I wandered along the outskirts of the pack's lands. Every time I got to close, a group of brute's would chase me off. I mourned my loss but, after a few months, I got a hold of myself. I moved on and decided to journey up to the mountains. It would be a fresh start, I told myself. And it was.
OTHER INFO:
I'm attracted to both sexes of my kind, but I have found I'm more fond of the gentler, softer of my species.
MATE:
I have none, but one day I hope
PUPS:
I have yet to meet the perfect brute
ZODIAC SIGN:
Cancer
[/color]Ceres
NICKNAMES:
C
DESIRED RANK:
Subodinate of Misuteriasu Mountains
AGE:
3 years
LOOKS:
I am of average fae build. I'm not too muscular, nor am I, in the least bit, bony. Like my frame, my height is also of average. If I were to be measured, I think my height would be around three feet and possibly a few inches, from the pads of my feet to the tips of my ears. I believe I'm just right, if you ask my opinion. I can handle myself if I'm ever drawn into a brawl with another. Although, I would prefer to, simply, talk over the issue rather than resulting to violence. I'm not one for confrontations.
My pelt is marked like a husky. The top fur being a deep purple and the bottom fur an emerald green, much like my eyes. My paws are purple as are the tips of my large ears. I find my pelt rather odd in coloring, but it suits me, I think. In texture, from my shoulders to mid back, my pelt is course. Not to the point of a porcupine, but enough to discourage any one from touching it. The rest, however, is wonderfully soft. Some may say silky smooth.
My claws are a profound shade of green, like my eyes. Another odd feature, I must admit. Not at all do I believe myself ordinary. Quite the opposite. I'm sure there aren't many with my particular coloring. My fangs are an unusually white shade of ivory as well. The list of oddities upon my being seems to continue growing. I rather like it though. How I'm so different from all the other wolves in Aelyn. I take pride in it.
ELEMENT:
Soul Seer
Cere can see the color of another's soul. Depending on the color, Ceres can determine whether an individual is evil or not. Another perk of her element is she can detect the presense of any living being near by.
PERSONALITY:
To most, I come off as elegant, maybe a bit distant on the very first meeting. Because of the past I had led, it takes me a tad bit long to come to trust others. As you can, probably, understand. If, and when, I come to trust you, I may tell you of my past. Why I was chased away from my home land, in particular.
After I come to trust you, not only will I give you my life's story, but I'll warm up to you as well. A two for one deal. I'll become more affectionate, more relaxed around you. I may even be more playful, you never know. It all depends on how much I like you.
As time goes on and a bond forms between us, I may even consider you as a sibling. Maybe not blood related, but a sibling none the less. I may even begin to call you my brother or my sister from time to time instead of your name. It just goes to show how deep of a bond we had formed.
I used to do things like that in my old pack quite fast. For example, I would meet a newcomer and as soon as they were excepted, they became my family. But these days trust must be earned before I even consider such a thing.
EYES:
Bright Emerald Green
WINGS:
I am wingless
HISTORY:
I come from the lands and forests of Toko. Born to the pair, Rashire and Soren (random names), I was raised to be a peace maker of sorts. Since birth, I was loved and well liked by all within my pack, even the elder, grumpier wolves who wished to be left alone. Easily, I became the negotiator. The one to stop the fights, the one to decide who was good and who was evil. No one thought to raise a paw against me or even raise their voices. As said before, I was well liked.
I could always calm others with my mere presense. Perhaps it was because I offered them no other alternative. It was either leave the area or calm down and resolve the matter in a civilized manner. Life seemed fine, wondeful even. I had plenty of pups my own age to play with, prey was abundant, and there hadn't been a droubt in god knows how long. As far as I could tell, life was great.
That is, until I began to fall for a pack mate of mine. Who happened to be a fellow fae. Only my parents knew of my...unique life style. It's true, I had found some brutes attractive, but not as much as other fae. In the beginning, I thought myself evil, possibly even a demon. After a time, I began to accept myself for who I was and determined that I wasn't evil nor a demon. I helped the pack out with my talents, I watched the pups when the sitters were ill or unavailable, I protected the pack and so on. Only a good, decent wolf would do such things willingly and happily.
Anyway, I'm getting off topic. After a few weeks, my feelings began to deepen, but I restrained myself from actually sharing with the object of my affections. My parents found it imperative that I not be open with my alternative life style. But, one day, I couldn't hold it in any longer. I confessed myself. In return for my love, I recieved disgust and repulsion. As to be expected, the fae ran to the Alpha and, as you can probably guess, the pack chased me away. They wouldn't take into account all the good thing I had done for them, they just forsakened me. I hadn't the chance to say good bye to my parents.
For weeks I wandered along the outskirts of the pack's lands. Every time I got to close, a group of brute's would chase me off. I mourned my loss but, after a few months, I got a hold of myself. I moved on and decided to journey up to the mountains. It would be a fresh start, I told myself. And it was.
OTHER INFO:
I'm attracted to both sexes of my kind, but I have found I'm more fond of the gentler, softer of my species.
MATE:
I have none, but one day I hope
PUPS:
I have yet to meet the perfect brute
ZODIAC SIGN:
Cancer