Post by Ruen on Mar 24, 2006 3:13:44 GMT -5
((Ignore the writing on the tail
))Name: Ruen
Age: 16 seasons
Appearance: Ruen is a dark silver color, with black stripes coming off her back and on the top of her head. She also has black stripes on her legs, and a mostly black tail. Each of her gray eyes has a single black stripe coming down from them, as if it was a tear stain. She is a large female wolf, all muscle, with thick fur and long legs.
History: Ruen was born in the Volly pack, though her mother (Meagra) was actually a loner- Meagra lived long enough to mate within the pack, give birth, and then die. Ruen was one of three pups, and the only girl; her two brothers were named Felsin and Mabon. She grew up well in the nurturing environment, a strong female with firm beliefs. But something never seemed right about her birthpack, even though she was half-Volly. Something was missing in her life, an element she wasn’t able to express to her brothers, who were content in the pack they had known since birth. And so, for reasons she couldn’t fully explain even to herself, she left the pack at 6 seasons old, and set off on her own. She didn’t understand what she was looking for, she only knew that she could not stay any longer, though it pained her to leave her brothers, the only wolves who even minutely understood her.
After wandering for almost a full moon, Ruen stumbled across a fully formed wolf pack, much like the one she had left. But the wolves were different in this one. After she had trailed them for several days, they allowed the small under-fed female wolf to join them. But Ruen realized that the only reason she had been accepted was because she seemed to pose no threat. This angered her, because she had been looking for a pack who would actually accept her, a different one then the Volly pack. The wolves were very different in this pack though, which turned out to be called Idrid. At first it was confusing, getting to know the secretive, sly wolves, who wouldn’t look you in the eye. But Ruen began to adjust, and no longer was she plagued by the need to roam. She had found a pack that suited her.
Ruen matured within the Idrid pack, growing from the scrawny pup into a large confidant female, whose wit and mind were as fast as any natural born Wolf of the Idrid pack. She was everything the Idrid pack wanted her to be, and she no longer thought of her brothers or her birhtpack. Indeed, if her brothers had shown up, she would have driven them off, forgetting after all these long seasons who they were.
((I will possibly update this once you get back to me about my PM))
Personality: Ruen is a sly secretive wolf. She was once very playful, being from the Volly pack, and still is a bit playful around those she loves and trusts. Unfortunately, she currently loves and trusts no one, so that is an inconsequential trait. She is very passionate and loyal though, and she cares greatly for her clan; she just has trust issues. When she finds someone she loves (like her brothers) she is the sweetest, most playful wolf in the world. Indeed, the ability to love might be her greatest flaw, because when she loves she lets down her barriers and trusts others, which can become a painful choice. She can also be a bit harsh and quick to judge, though she doesn’t often stick by these judgments. She is a sometimes moody and angsty, going from content to angry in a matter of seconds. Luckily, most of these flaws have helped build her reputation as a formidable wolf in the Idrid clan.
Roleplaying Sample: Ruen padded down the slope, paws skidding in the loose shale as her claws struggled to find some purchase on the downward slant of the hill. Stumbling, she slid the rest of the way down, a throaty growl of annoyance forming in her mouth. At the bottom she scrambled to an ungainly halt, shaking her fur out in a flurry of movement, before setting off over the hard ground once again. Thwap thwap thwap went her sore paws, jolting her weary legs with each step. She would need to find shelter soon, for her body wasn’t going to stand for much more abuse. Throwing her muzzle into the air, Ruen halted to scent the air briefly, before veering slightly to the left, towards running water.
Other: I am a moderator on Neohogwarts ( neohogwarts.net/index.php ), and roleplay the character Aimée Vraisang. I have also just started to roleplay on Warriors: Call of the Wild Cats ( silvercoat.proboards49.com/index.cgi ) My characters have not yet been accepted, but I only just submitted them, so that is understandable. Other than those two instances, I’ve never roleplayed online before, but I have written constantly throughout my life.
