Post by [.Trix.] on Jun 23, 2010 8:15:27 GMT -5
Name: MOLLY-female
Nicknames: Mols,
Gender:Female
age:2 years
Desired Pack: On hold until Mafia
Rank: messanger in mafia
Looks: Molly is more of a light tan shade. She isn't brown, but almost blonde. Her pelt is soft and thin, keeping her warm only at low elevations. Her underbelly is white and the same shade flecks her sides. She is lean and small boned, making her fast and flexable. Her body can cut through the air like a bullet, making her a perfect messanger for she can run and stay running for a long while. Her stamina is great letting her run for long distances at top speed. Her markings on her small body are somewhat normal, well in Aelyn standards. Besides her tan base coat and white underbelly and flecks like mentioned earlier. Molly has a black cross in the middle of her forehead. The two side legs crossing over her eyes like a mask. She has another black cross on her chest that is much larger than that on her head. It is large and thick but the sides stop at about her shoulders and the top ends at her neck. The bottom leg however, reaches down her white belly and stops mid-stomach. Her paws are tan like her main pelt but her left front paw is white like her belly. Her paws are petite like her body. They are very dainty and are often seen prancing and hopping. If not then running. The only time you ever see these paws sit still are when she is sleeping. And even then that's rare considering she has to go to bed late because shes out on a night mission, and she has to get up early for training and early missions.
Power: Molly's power is she can numb the senses. She can make your sight fade and your hearing dissapear. You taste won't come and you feel as if your touching nothing at all. The only sense she cannot numb is that of smell. This is defiantly a weakness considering most wolves use their sense of smell 99.9% of the time. If Molly decides to make you lose your sense of taste, then you taste nothing except one thing, blood. Thats the only thing you can taste and for some reason it can defy her power and give her victim back their senses. However it has to be the blood of someone else, not their own or else it won't work. Some have tried to walk away (run) from her gift, but they can't. For they cannot feel, so they can't know where they're going or know if any of their limbs are hurt or in any shape for working. So they are lost and broken. Unable to move they cannot defend themselves, so there fore they become an easy target. Her gift is traveled to another wolf when she concentrates on them real hard, but this depletes her energy so she doesn't often do this unless they are a threat but far away. So she mostly does it through touch, if she touches you she can make you lose your senses. But she can also control which ones. You don't nessacarily lose all your senses all at once because she can also single out a certain sense and take that away. She can't keep your senses away forever, they eventually come back within a few minutes or when she gives them back.
Eyes: Molly's eyes are emerald green, much like Tamaska's. The two are almost like twins. A skill of hers because of her "cat eyes" as many say, she can see very well in the dark.
Wings: none
Personality: Molly is rather outgoing. She is shy around wolves she doesn't know, but once you get to know her she is very funny and friendly. She loves her friends and will always risk her life for them. Most of her friends call her Mols except for her "mother" who calls her hun, or missy when shes in trouble. She loves puppies, but who doesn't? Her favorie color would be the color of a blossom tree flowers. She loves to run and be active. Running is what she is often found doing, rarely does anyone see her walking. Her favorite pass time is hanging out with her besties (Derra) and talking with Tamaska. Though pulling pranks and making jokes still take up most of her time. Even though Molly is in the Mafia, she still does not like killing. That is why she is a messanger. She does not have to kill unless she is attacked or hunting for food. She isn't blood thirsty, nor angry at the world. Just that she loves to live life, and wouldn't be able to live with the guilt of ending a life. Unlike her "mother" Tamska, who lives for the mafia in killing and her clever ways.
History: Once upon a time...
Wait, woah woah woah, this is not cinderella!
In a land where land was green and trees were rich with blossoms, a mother gave birth to 3 beautiful pups. All unique with the will of Aelyn. But one pup, a young and thin pup with fur of a sandy color, stood out from the rest. She was fast and still so strong. She could run circles around her siblings and though she didn't show any trace of her power until she was older, everyone still found her so intriguing. They praised her loved her, along with the rest of the pups in her generation. She was in caring hands and would always be. She grew up fast, though her petite stature didn't make it seem so. Her maturity made her seem much older, though she was secretly childish when she was with her friends.
Molly grew to be an amazingly smart wolf, she surpassed many adults with her knowledge. Her creativity was also something to be marveled at. So she became the alphas apprentice, one day to become alpha. She rean the alphas errens, accepted wolves into the pack, called meetings, everything the alpha would do if she wasn't busy. Though busy with what no one quite knew. She was always behind the scenes, talking with other wolves, sometimes foriegn wolves from other packs. No one knew what he was up to until one dreadful day...
It was dark, and yet again alpha had called a meeting. So Molly walked out into the crowd of chattering wolves. "The alpha would like to welcome you all once again to a pack meeting. And, once again, he cannot make it. Last minute arrangments were made and he had another meeting with a friend." Molly's mind lingered on the word friend, because she had met the femme, she was no friend. Mate would be more like it, well a secret mate. The wa they talked and the way they looked at eachother. Though the femme seemed to look at every brute that way, alpha seemed to love this femme like no other. But she left it alone, if it was for her to know, then alpha would tell her, right? "Todays meeting is to discuss the importance of your saftey. Alpha says that there are rogue wolves near the premises and that he would like a gaurd around the territory at all times. And anybody that sees anything suspicious to come and tell either me or him immaediatly. He would also like it if no one spoke to any outsiders, and he also wants everybody in their dens promply after sunset, a warning howl will be givin so no one is late. If you are out of your den afterwards you will be severly punished, a patrol will be out to make sure of this. Any valunteers for the patrol please step forward." Molly smiled as murmurs arose from the crowd. 8 of the 17 adults stepped forward. "Come on, we need one more." Molly pleaded. One more weary nose stepped forward. She smiled, delighted. "Good, meeting dissmissed. You 9 come with me, you start your assignments immaediatly. We don't want anyone sneaking out." Molly put up a good masquerade. For she was going to sneak out. She was going to see what the alpha was up to. A loud howl covered the camp and all the wolves dove into their dens. Molly smiled and left the patrol to do their duties as she resigned to her den. She waited awhile until she was sure she could hear the alpha and his new colleagues in the dn beside her. She looked and saw the patrol on the other side of the camp, she rose from the small tunnel and peered over into the hole of her alpha. He was once again with the femme, but with her she had brought two muscular brutes. As soon as she saw them she gasped, pulling back. Obviously they had heard her because "What was that?" and "Did you hear that?" echoed in unfamiliar voices. She heard her alpha whisper something and then speak. "Molly, you may come in." and with a surprised look Molly lowered her head and skulkd in. "Myra, this is Molly, my assistant." he smiled. "aw, I have heard much of you. Tell me, do you know what is going on here?" the femme smiled a demon smile. "My, don't she not ready..." "No she is, besides, the little alphess must know what is happening in her own pack right?" she looked up to the alpha, a gaze that Molly soon followed. But hers were with hopeful eyes, pleading she wanted him to let her go, to let her forget this and leave her alone. But he just sighed and looked away. The femme looked back at Molly, "you see young one, we have a buisness. I need blood for my minions, to train them to the scent and get them to love it. And your alpha here, he needs stronger wolves. And protection." "Myra, dont. go. there." he growled harshly. "Fine fine, touchy. You see, He gives me his weak wolves and I use them as bait and blood for my malitia, and I give him protection and better, stronger members..." before Molly had time to cry and yell, a shriek was heard in the distance, all went quiet and with a glance the femme sent her brutes outside to check everything out. And with a flick of a few flames the femme and alpha looked at eachother. With a gasp they stood there. Molly ran to look out the entrance to find everything ing flames and pack members running from wolves twice their size. Only to be knocked down and brought to a corner of the camp and pinned down. Molly gasped when a wolf spotted her. He whispered something to the wolves beside him and they gave her a vicious look as they started towards her. She gasped and fell back on her heels and ran for the back only to be caught by the tail and dragged out. A wolf started to drag her away and she saw two other wolves rush into the den and drag out the femme and alpha. Killed in seconds their corpses lay motionless. She gasped as she listened to a sharp growl and felt hot breath open mouth on her neck. She closed her eyes, expecting the same fate as alpha. But realized the wolf was no longer on her after a few seconds. She looked to see a brilliant fae stnding over her predetor. She gasped as a male, walk over to them and ripped the fae off of the other wolf. The fae slid over to Molly and she quickly got up and covered Molly, shielding her with her body. "Tamaska! Why do you cover your prey in a protective stance?" he growled. The fae started to speak but was interupted by the obvious alpha. He stepped between the fueding two and spoke "Tamaska, state your claim on this soul. Why is it you want her safe." "I want her safe for she is innocent. She had no part of their plot" she tossed her head torwards the dead corpses of alpha. "I know, remember, I was a member of this pack as a spy for quite some time. That's why I haven't been around, and Molly is innocent!" she shouted. And she was right. The alpha believed her and Molly was given a spot in their hearts. She proved herself worthy in their pack (the Mafia) and a good daughter to Tamaska who has ever since loved her as such.
Other: nope
Parent Description: Mother: Maria was a beautiful sand color. Her fur was soft and she ad a white mask around her eyes. She loved her pups and had the power of enhancing the senses. Her power was basically the exact opposite of Molly's. She was a very happy and playful young fae and would often tell her pups stories of far away lands.
Father: Molly's father's name was Curtis. He was a shiny white with a black cross similiar to Moll'ys on his chest. He too, was a loving father. He loved to play with his kids and wrestle with his peers. He's rather young hearted but still very large and muscular. His favorite pass time was giving speeches of his knowledge to his children.
Mate: none
Pups: none
Zodiac Sign: Cancer
Nicknames: Mols,
Gender:Female
age:2 years
Desired Pack: On hold until Mafia
Rank: messanger in mafia
Looks: Molly is more of a light tan shade. She isn't brown, but almost blonde. Her pelt is soft and thin, keeping her warm only at low elevations. Her underbelly is white and the same shade flecks her sides. She is lean and small boned, making her fast and flexable. Her body can cut through the air like a bullet, making her a perfect messanger for she can run and stay running for a long while. Her stamina is great letting her run for long distances at top speed. Her markings on her small body are somewhat normal, well in Aelyn standards. Besides her tan base coat and white underbelly and flecks like mentioned earlier. Molly has a black cross in the middle of her forehead. The two side legs crossing over her eyes like a mask. She has another black cross on her chest that is much larger than that on her head. It is large and thick but the sides stop at about her shoulders and the top ends at her neck. The bottom leg however, reaches down her white belly and stops mid-stomach. Her paws are tan like her main pelt but her left front paw is white like her belly. Her paws are petite like her body. They are very dainty and are often seen prancing and hopping. If not then running. The only time you ever see these paws sit still are when she is sleeping. And even then that's rare considering she has to go to bed late because shes out on a night mission, and she has to get up early for training and early missions.
Power: Molly's power is she can numb the senses. She can make your sight fade and your hearing dissapear. You taste won't come and you feel as if your touching nothing at all. The only sense she cannot numb is that of smell. This is defiantly a weakness considering most wolves use their sense of smell 99.9% of the time. If Molly decides to make you lose your sense of taste, then you taste nothing except one thing, blood. Thats the only thing you can taste and for some reason it can defy her power and give her victim back their senses. However it has to be the blood of someone else, not their own or else it won't work. Some have tried to walk away (run) from her gift, but they can't. For they cannot feel, so they can't know where they're going or know if any of their limbs are hurt or in any shape for working. So they are lost and broken. Unable to move they cannot defend themselves, so there fore they become an easy target. Her gift is traveled to another wolf when she concentrates on them real hard, but this depletes her energy so she doesn't often do this unless they are a threat but far away. So she mostly does it through touch, if she touches you she can make you lose your senses. But she can also control which ones. You don't nessacarily lose all your senses all at once because she can also single out a certain sense and take that away. She can't keep your senses away forever, they eventually come back within a few minutes or when she gives them back.
Eyes: Molly's eyes are emerald green, much like Tamaska's. The two are almost like twins. A skill of hers because of her "cat eyes" as many say, she can see very well in the dark.
Wings: none
Personality: Molly is rather outgoing. She is shy around wolves she doesn't know, but once you get to know her she is very funny and friendly. She loves her friends and will always risk her life for them. Most of her friends call her Mols except for her "mother" who calls her hun, or missy when shes in trouble. She loves puppies, but who doesn't? Her favorie color would be the color of a blossom tree flowers. She loves to run and be active. Running is what she is often found doing, rarely does anyone see her walking. Her favorite pass time is hanging out with her besties (Derra) and talking with Tamaska. Though pulling pranks and making jokes still take up most of her time. Even though Molly is in the Mafia, she still does not like killing. That is why she is a messanger. She does not have to kill unless she is attacked or hunting for food. She isn't blood thirsty, nor angry at the world. Just that she loves to live life, and wouldn't be able to live with the guilt of ending a life. Unlike her "mother" Tamska, who lives for the mafia in killing and her clever ways.
History: Once upon a time...
Wait, woah woah woah, this is not cinderella!
In a land where land was green and trees were rich with blossoms, a mother gave birth to 3 beautiful pups. All unique with the will of Aelyn. But one pup, a young and thin pup with fur of a sandy color, stood out from the rest. She was fast and still so strong. She could run circles around her siblings and though she didn't show any trace of her power until she was older, everyone still found her so intriguing. They praised her loved her, along with the rest of the pups in her generation. She was in caring hands and would always be. She grew up fast, though her petite stature didn't make it seem so. Her maturity made her seem much older, though she was secretly childish when she was with her friends.
Molly grew to be an amazingly smart wolf, she surpassed many adults with her knowledge. Her creativity was also something to be marveled at. So she became the alphas apprentice, one day to become alpha. She rean the alphas errens, accepted wolves into the pack, called meetings, everything the alpha would do if she wasn't busy. Though busy with what no one quite knew. She was always behind the scenes, talking with other wolves, sometimes foriegn wolves from other packs. No one knew what he was up to until one dreadful day...
It was dark, and yet again alpha had called a meeting. So Molly walked out into the crowd of chattering wolves. "The alpha would like to welcome you all once again to a pack meeting. And, once again, he cannot make it. Last minute arrangments were made and he had another meeting with a friend." Molly's mind lingered on the word friend, because she had met the femme, she was no friend. Mate would be more like it, well a secret mate. The wa they talked and the way they looked at eachother. Though the femme seemed to look at every brute that way, alpha seemed to love this femme like no other. But she left it alone, if it was for her to know, then alpha would tell her, right? "Todays meeting is to discuss the importance of your saftey. Alpha says that there are rogue wolves near the premises and that he would like a gaurd around the territory at all times. And anybody that sees anything suspicious to come and tell either me or him immaediatly. He would also like it if no one spoke to any outsiders, and he also wants everybody in their dens promply after sunset, a warning howl will be givin so no one is late. If you are out of your den afterwards you will be severly punished, a patrol will be out to make sure of this. Any valunteers for the patrol please step forward." Molly smiled as murmurs arose from the crowd. 8 of the 17 adults stepped forward. "Come on, we need one more." Molly pleaded. One more weary nose stepped forward. She smiled, delighted. "Good, meeting dissmissed. You 9 come with me, you start your assignments immaediatly. We don't want anyone sneaking out." Molly put up a good masquerade. For she was going to sneak out. She was going to see what the alpha was up to. A loud howl covered the camp and all the wolves dove into their dens. Molly smiled and left the patrol to do their duties as she resigned to her den. She waited awhile until she was sure she could hear the alpha and his new colleagues in the dn beside her. She looked and saw the patrol on the other side of the camp, she rose from the small tunnel and peered over into the hole of her alpha. He was once again with the femme, but with her she had brought two muscular brutes. As soon as she saw them she gasped, pulling back. Obviously they had heard her because "What was that?" and "Did you hear that?" echoed in unfamiliar voices. She heard her alpha whisper something and then speak. "Molly, you may come in." and with a surprised look Molly lowered her head and skulkd in. "Myra, this is Molly, my assistant." he smiled. "aw, I have heard much of you. Tell me, do you know what is going on here?" the femme smiled a demon smile. "My, don't she not ready..." "No she is, besides, the little alphess must know what is happening in her own pack right?" she looked up to the alpha, a gaze that Molly soon followed. But hers were with hopeful eyes, pleading she wanted him to let her go, to let her forget this and leave her alone. But he just sighed and looked away. The femme looked back at Molly, "you see young one, we have a buisness. I need blood for my minions, to train them to the scent and get them to love it. And your alpha here, he needs stronger wolves. And protection." "Myra, dont. go. there." he growled harshly. "Fine fine, touchy. You see, He gives me his weak wolves and I use them as bait and blood for my malitia, and I give him protection and better, stronger members..." before Molly had time to cry and yell, a shriek was heard in the distance, all went quiet and with a glance the femme sent her brutes outside to check everything out. And with a flick of a few flames the femme and alpha looked at eachother. With a gasp they stood there. Molly ran to look out the entrance to find everything ing flames and pack members running from wolves twice their size. Only to be knocked down and brought to a corner of the camp and pinned down. Molly gasped when a wolf spotted her. He whispered something to the wolves beside him and they gave her a vicious look as they started towards her. She gasped and fell back on her heels and ran for the back only to be caught by the tail and dragged out. A wolf started to drag her away and she saw two other wolves rush into the den and drag out the femme and alpha. Killed in seconds their corpses lay motionless. She gasped as she listened to a sharp growl and felt hot breath open mouth on her neck. She closed her eyes, expecting the same fate as alpha. But realized the wolf was no longer on her after a few seconds. She looked to see a brilliant fae stnding over her predetor. She gasped as a male, walk over to them and ripped the fae off of the other wolf. The fae slid over to Molly and she quickly got up and covered Molly, shielding her with her body. "Tamaska! Why do you cover your prey in a protective stance?" he growled. The fae started to speak but was interupted by the obvious alpha. He stepped between the fueding two and spoke "Tamaska, state your claim on this soul. Why is it you want her safe." "I want her safe for she is innocent. She had no part of their plot" she tossed her head torwards the dead corpses of alpha. "I know, remember, I was a member of this pack as a spy for quite some time. That's why I haven't been around, and Molly is innocent!" she shouted. And she was right. The alpha believed her and Molly was given a spot in their hearts. She proved herself worthy in their pack (the Mafia) and a good daughter to Tamaska who has ever since loved her as such.
Other: nope
Parent Description: Mother: Maria was a beautiful sand color. Her fur was soft and she ad a white mask around her eyes. She loved her pups and had the power of enhancing the senses. Her power was basically the exact opposite of Molly's. She was a very happy and playful young fae and would often tell her pups stories of far away lands.
Father: Molly's father's name was Curtis. He was a shiny white with a black cross similiar to Moll'ys on his chest. He too, was a loving father. He loved to play with his kids and wrestle with his peers. He's rather young hearted but still very large and muscular. His favorite pass time was giving speeches of his knowledge to his children.
Mate: none
Pups: none
Zodiac Sign: Cancer