Post by larka on Dec 9, 2007 21:57:22 GMT -5
Furcadia Name: Larka Montage
Alt Name: Larka
Age: 2 years
Breed: Timber Wolf
Gender: Female
Abilities: ... none really... no special powers. She's quite normal. 6_^
Pros: She is very, very strong. Muscular, big for a female. She is aggressive in battle, protective, a good fighter. Longer canines than normal, but not freakishly long, ya know?
Very lovely, puffy ears, but she has great hearing. Beautiful blue eyes.
Cons: She has a severe leg injury on her left foreleg from injury and then re-injury. It ripped practically all her muscles, and even some have been completely removed. She limps and is in pain all the time. She moves with grace, but only until her paw catches on nothing and she trips. XD She has a short temper that can be more dangerous for her than the other at times. She is much too shy most of the time... although she's slowly building confidence.
RP Example: There was a rustling in the undergrowth. It was probably a rabbit. Right? Wrong. From the bushes a pair of blue eyes stares out into the world unknown. Then a black, quivering nose is seen, sensitive to all the scents around her. the air was tangy with the scent of wolf, and the hairs on her neck raised. She was in very unfamiliar territory, scoping for her pack after they had been kicked out of their newest den with most unthoughtful cruelty. Those eyes glittered with hunger as she spotted a rabbit nibbling at some foliage, but she bit her tongue and forced it out of her mind. Now was not the time to hunt, especially on another pack's territory. She stalked forward, limping heavily, but hardly making a sound as she padded quietly towards the northeast, inhaling deeply, noticing the scents of the other wolves growing fainter until she could hardly smell them. She let her hairs lay flat, their snowy white standing out in the darkness. However, you could hardly make out her under fur, as it was crow black, her ears as well.. But her green legs were easily made out. If you'd like to make them out that is. her left leg was grotesquely misshapen from an injury. It was abnormally thin and had many ugly scars, fur torn and tattered. It was stiff and a little twisted, and Larka could hardly put weight on it before pain shot through her entire leg. That was what came of battles. To be so young, she was so battle worn, scars on her face and back. She even had severe burn scars on her belly from her sacrificial leap into the fire, but that is a story you must wait to hear. Perhaps you'll be lucky enough to hear her tell it. She stopped, standing tall now, leaning to the right as usual, but still looking rather lovely, the moonlight glinting off her back. She looked around her, taking in the surroundings with her observant blue eyes, the ocean trapped in her eyes, stormy and rough. They were full of decision and thought, sadness and worry, guilt and longing. She would very much miss her old home, but she knew it was best. She quickly moved carefully, silently, into the territory, crawling into the den and finding a nice, moss covered boulder to sleep on. She would spend the night here and show her alpha her discoveries the next morning. It was too late and she was too tired to make the journey home. She curled up and let her lids droop until sleep took over.
How/When would you use these powers? Again, no powers. ;.; XD jk, she hates magic. o.o
Other: Mreh, not really. She has a mate if that's significant. His name is Chooey. And she is beta for the Pahanas pack. o.o;
lol
Alt Name: Larka
Age: 2 years
Breed: Timber Wolf
Gender: Female
Abilities: ... none really... no special powers. She's quite normal. 6_^
Pros: She is very, very strong. Muscular, big for a female. She is aggressive in battle, protective, a good fighter. Longer canines than normal, but not freakishly long, ya know?
Very lovely, puffy ears, but she has great hearing. Beautiful blue eyes. Cons: She has a severe leg injury on her left foreleg from injury and then re-injury. It ripped practically all her muscles, and even some have been completely removed. She limps and is in pain all the time. She moves with grace, but only until her paw catches on nothing and she trips. XD She has a short temper that can be more dangerous for her than the other at times. She is much too shy most of the time... although she's slowly building confidence.
RP Example: There was a rustling in the undergrowth. It was probably a rabbit. Right? Wrong. From the bushes a pair of blue eyes stares out into the world unknown. Then a black, quivering nose is seen, sensitive to all the scents around her. the air was tangy with the scent of wolf, and the hairs on her neck raised. She was in very unfamiliar territory, scoping for her pack after they had been kicked out of their newest den with most unthoughtful cruelty. Those eyes glittered with hunger as she spotted a rabbit nibbling at some foliage, but she bit her tongue and forced it out of her mind. Now was not the time to hunt, especially on another pack's territory. She stalked forward, limping heavily, but hardly making a sound as she padded quietly towards the northeast, inhaling deeply, noticing the scents of the other wolves growing fainter until she could hardly smell them. She let her hairs lay flat, their snowy white standing out in the darkness. However, you could hardly make out her under fur, as it was crow black, her ears as well.. But her green legs were easily made out. If you'd like to make them out that is. her left leg was grotesquely misshapen from an injury. It was abnormally thin and had many ugly scars, fur torn and tattered. It was stiff and a little twisted, and Larka could hardly put weight on it before pain shot through her entire leg. That was what came of battles. To be so young, she was so battle worn, scars on her face and back. She even had severe burn scars on her belly from her sacrificial leap into the fire, but that is a story you must wait to hear. Perhaps you'll be lucky enough to hear her tell it. She stopped, standing tall now, leaning to the right as usual, but still looking rather lovely, the moonlight glinting off her back. She looked around her, taking in the surroundings with her observant blue eyes, the ocean trapped in her eyes, stormy and rough. They were full of decision and thought, sadness and worry, guilt and longing. She would very much miss her old home, but she knew it was best. She quickly moved carefully, silently, into the territory, crawling into the den and finding a nice, moss covered boulder to sleep on. She would spend the night here and show her alpha her discoveries the next morning. It was too late and she was too tired to make the journey home. She curled up and let her lids droop until sleep took over.
How/When would you use these powers? Again, no powers. ;.; XD jk, she hates magic. o.o
Other: Mreh, not really. She has a mate if that's significant. His name is Chooey. And she is beta for the Pahanas pack. o.o;
lol
