Post by meera on Jun 10, 2007 2:40:38 GMT 1
Name: Velvetnight (velvet)
Gender: Banshee (female)
Age: 38 moons
Clan: Nightpack
Rank: just a member
Description: Velvet is all pure ebony, she has golden orbs and black polished like talons which are sharp like supposed to be, she has good pointed ears and is kind of fluffy, she has a smooth yet long scar on her left shoulder and a ragged scar on her right hind leg where her old injury is located, she has claw marks on her right side, and she has two cuts on her snout where two talons had cut away at her muzzle when she pinned someone. these scars are pride to her but if you bite or hit her right hind leg you will make her fall but if you bit too hard you could go right through the tenant since her muscles has not healed as thick and strong as they once were, she is normal size for a wolf but since sh is fluffy it makes her look a tad fat but not too much, she is still slender looking enough to seduce those who might be interested in a black inamorata such as herself.
Personality: Velvet night is a tough disrespectful banshee, she will take nothing from no one and will fight anyone if her sharp tongue does not drive away her enemy, she likes to be alone allot more than others and if there is no good enough reason why you bother her she will attempt to rip your flesh from bone. she has little affection toward others unless it is her mate but she will always show her respect for elders for they are the ones who have been longer on this earth with scars carved into her carcass as a symbol of pride which she will have one day, but for now she wants to live her life long enough to find out who her next mate will be, a traitor like the rest? or a loyal wolf to stand by her through life. the only thing I have to say is, we will find out soon enough. Velvet is very impatient at times but mostly you won't find out how long her patience lasts because eventually she will loose interest on your small talk and find something of better amusement, but it depends on what your talking about mostly. Also ranking in a pack does not matter to velvet she is perfectly fine with anything, but it is the alignment of the pack that matters the most.
History: (Velvet's history is a sad and cruel history, but you will not believe me until I have told you everything...)
A cold morning it was in the mountains that day, the sky was hard to see as well as the environment when everything faded in the white bitter winds of a blizzard. Velvet was alone, she was feeling regret and anger after her encounter with a wolf pack she soon became tired of but there was one lycan that still haunted her memories, Remus a dark hearted gift from hell, he was brave yet careless and velvet ignored him most of the time since his mate was a pathetic light she could not believe what she had seen and they had pups! outrage and disbelief driven her away from the insane pack.
A year later she found a wolf of the same virtue, ghost an extreme murderer but a complete lier and to think she Had almost decided to have kin with him, disgusted and embarrassed she left, another year has passed by and she ends up at Nightmare packs with the last bit of hope to find a Cruel one such as herself that will stay loyal to his mate or her heart will freeze in time with sorrow, hatred and with out affection. If this time fails she will never love again, there for only hatred and aggression will with stand. This truly is Velvet's last chance for a mate and if refused insanity will cause her suffering and she will soon end her own pain with suicide.
Sadly, such ambitions were destroyed by a swift bite to the throat. Dusk had killed here without a care, so now she lives with the evil Starpack, realising, life can always get worse.
Line Holders:
Father:Deceased
Mother:Deceased
Siblings:Deceased
Sample Post:
[glow=Lime,2,300]~Back in Camp of Velvets' old clan~[/glow]
Winter crept in with a frosty kiss, framing the leaves and blades with delicate icy beards; and stealthily numbing the lands with the hugging embrace of his frozen voice. The great lake was stilled and made silent, the urgent rivers halted. The northern Green Oaks conceded their final leaves to the violent gales; but stood, snow-kissed and defiant against the biting winds that raged through the dead forest. The season of darkness seeped into the plains and forest like a slow white disease; painting the landscape the color of his desire. Foul voices rang out in empty silence; songs and vile chants that taunted those sent into exile; Velvet stood there with lucid lappets staring as two wolves emerged from a den, many others crowded around the two wolves; sneers broke across their faces as they got near Look at what our hunters found voices sounding around her but hardly did she hear when she ignored them, But alas sight that velvet loathed so violently came across her vision; the alpha female stood with starving eye on the two canines being brought forth; her mate standing beside her with amusement and anger. So, you dare come back, treeflame, and blood night? the alpha spoke, his voice as cruel as the winter frost.
Yes we dare come back, what should we fear from a bag of dirt such you and your mate? bloodnight snapped; Ill-tempered he always seemed to be. Velvetnight pushed her way through the crowd of lycans and stood before the alpha with challenging spheres What may you do about it, kill them?; not surprising seeming you like kill off all who call you meer names brusque syllables echoing as gasps and low snarling raged through the pack, she was well aware of what she had just done but hardly did she care. You disrespectful whelp! get back to the dens! she heard the alpha female snap in threatening vocals; Velvet took a pace forward staring defiantly at the two leaders I'm a completely different wolf from you, so let me be me who I want, do what I want since I let you be alpha female and force myself to listen to such trash like yourself; your only angry because somebody has come against you and will not do what you want. gruff cackle rose in her throat Or if you do not stop your commands I will be commanded but frustration to tear you to shreds without regret.
The Alpha male tentatively edged forward You back sass her like you challenge her velvet Interest struck a note in his larynx, no mistake. I do challenge her,I have for many seasons; just kept it to myself until now a grin of sheer contempt stretched across her features, crimson stained cuspids glinting. Dusk was rapidly slipping into darkness but fear scent signaled the alpha's lack of courage to fight someone with so much bravado toward her ranking. I...I back down the alpah female confessed with a bark of fear and submission, horrified and surprised gasps sounded behind her which soon faded into mere mutters I knew she couldn't fight she is a mangy light like her mate sneer plastered upon visage. then you should have no problem accepting blood night and treeflame back, or you can miss your throat. and with that sentence or threat lingering she circuited away, her embarks like glides on wind into the never ending darkness in which she would never return, Where was she going? no clue but it was somewhere away from those two pieces dung.
[glow=Lime,2,300]~six hours of Traveling through forestry~[/glow]
Rime rays of moon soon kissed Velvets' ebony flank as she merged from the forest into open moor land, the teasing winds died away leaving a desert of glittering snow; nothing broke the sheets' surface except velvets' paw prints left behind as a symbol of her passing. Should anyone follow will be rip to shreds if no good appearent reason why they came. only one that sat in her memory( in other words an aquaintence) would be tolerated. Very seldom will I meet a wolf out here she thought with little disappointment. Will Velvet ever meet another wolf? the question made little fear even though the unexpected could happen anywhere. The stars glazed ahead in the inky welkin as her pace became faster, the sound of howling drove her onward with excitement her pendulum flagging behind her as she stealthily ran toward the sound but somehow it sounded farther and farther away as she gained speed until she gave up, her pace slackened and sorrow dripped from her emotions.
Gender: Banshee (female)
Age: 38 moons
Clan: Nightpack
Rank: just a member
Description: Velvet is all pure ebony, she has golden orbs and black polished like talons which are sharp like supposed to be, she has good pointed ears and is kind of fluffy, she has a smooth yet long scar on her left shoulder and a ragged scar on her right hind leg where her old injury is located, she has claw marks on her right side, and she has two cuts on her snout where two talons had cut away at her muzzle when she pinned someone. these scars are pride to her but if you bite or hit her right hind leg you will make her fall but if you bit too hard you could go right through the tenant since her muscles has not healed as thick and strong as they once were, she is normal size for a wolf but since sh is fluffy it makes her look a tad fat but not too much, she is still slender looking enough to seduce those who might be interested in a black inamorata such as herself.
Personality: Velvet night is a tough disrespectful banshee, she will take nothing from no one and will fight anyone if her sharp tongue does not drive away her enemy, she likes to be alone allot more than others and if there is no good enough reason why you bother her she will attempt to rip your flesh from bone. she has little affection toward others unless it is her mate but she will always show her respect for elders for they are the ones who have been longer on this earth with scars carved into her carcass as a symbol of pride which she will have one day, but for now she wants to live her life long enough to find out who her next mate will be, a traitor like the rest? or a loyal wolf to stand by her through life. the only thing I have to say is, we will find out soon enough. Velvet is very impatient at times but mostly you won't find out how long her patience lasts because eventually she will loose interest on your small talk and find something of better amusement, but it depends on what your talking about mostly. Also ranking in a pack does not matter to velvet she is perfectly fine with anything, but it is the alignment of the pack that matters the most.
History: (Velvet's history is a sad and cruel history, but you will not believe me until I have told you everything...)
A cold morning it was in the mountains that day, the sky was hard to see as well as the environment when everything faded in the white bitter winds of a blizzard. Velvet was alone, she was feeling regret and anger after her encounter with a wolf pack she soon became tired of but there was one lycan that still haunted her memories, Remus a dark hearted gift from hell, he was brave yet careless and velvet ignored him most of the time since his mate was a pathetic light she could not believe what she had seen and they had pups! outrage and disbelief driven her away from the insane pack.
A year later she found a wolf of the same virtue, ghost an extreme murderer but a complete lier and to think she Had almost decided to have kin with him, disgusted and embarrassed she left, another year has passed by and she ends up at Nightmare packs with the last bit of hope to find a Cruel one such as herself that will stay loyal to his mate or her heart will freeze in time with sorrow, hatred and with out affection. If this time fails she will never love again, there for only hatred and aggression will with stand. This truly is Velvet's last chance for a mate and if refused insanity will cause her suffering and she will soon end her own pain with suicide.
Sadly, such ambitions were destroyed by a swift bite to the throat. Dusk had killed here without a care, so now she lives with the evil Starpack, realising, life can always get worse.
Line Holders:
Father:Deceased
Mother:Deceased
Siblings:Deceased
Sample Post:
[glow=Lime,2,300]~Back in Camp of Velvets' old clan~[/glow]
Winter crept in with a frosty kiss, framing the leaves and blades with delicate icy beards; and stealthily numbing the lands with the hugging embrace of his frozen voice. The great lake was stilled and made silent, the urgent rivers halted. The northern Green Oaks conceded their final leaves to the violent gales; but stood, snow-kissed and defiant against the biting winds that raged through the dead forest. The season of darkness seeped into the plains and forest like a slow white disease; painting the landscape the color of his desire. Foul voices rang out in empty silence; songs and vile chants that taunted those sent into exile; Velvet stood there with lucid lappets staring as two wolves emerged from a den, many others crowded around the two wolves; sneers broke across their faces as they got near Look at what our hunters found voices sounding around her but hardly did she hear when she ignored them, But alas sight that velvet loathed so violently came across her vision; the alpha female stood with starving eye on the two canines being brought forth; her mate standing beside her with amusement and anger. So, you dare come back, treeflame, and blood night? the alpha spoke, his voice as cruel as the winter frost.
Yes we dare come back, what should we fear from a bag of dirt such you and your mate? bloodnight snapped; Ill-tempered he always seemed to be. Velvetnight pushed her way through the crowd of lycans and stood before the alpha with challenging spheres What may you do about it, kill them?; not surprising seeming you like kill off all who call you meer names brusque syllables echoing as gasps and low snarling raged through the pack, she was well aware of what she had just done but hardly did she care. You disrespectful whelp! get back to the dens! she heard the alpha female snap in threatening vocals; Velvet took a pace forward staring defiantly at the two leaders I'm a completely different wolf from you, so let me be me who I want, do what I want since I let you be alpha female and force myself to listen to such trash like yourself; your only angry because somebody has come against you and will not do what you want. gruff cackle rose in her throat Or if you do not stop your commands I will be commanded but frustration to tear you to shreds without regret.
The Alpha male tentatively edged forward You back sass her like you challenge her velvet Interest struck a note in his larynx, no mistake. I do challenge her,I have for many seasons; just kept it to myself until now a grin of sheer contempt stretched across her features, crimson stained cuspids glinting. Dusk was rapidly slipping into darkness but fear scent signaled the alpha's lack of courage to fight someone with so much bravado toward her ranking. I...I back down the alpah female confessed with a bark of fear and submission, horrified and surprised gasps sounded behind her which soon faded into mere mutters I knew she couldn't fight she is a mangy light like her mate sneer plastered upon visage. then you should have no problem accepting blood night and treeflame back, or you can miss your throat. and with that sentence or threat lingering she circuited away, her embarks like glides on wind into the never ending darkness in which she would never return, Where was she going? no clue but it was somewhere away from those two pieces dung.
[glow=Lime,2,300]~six hours of Traveling through forestry~[/glow]
Rime rays of moon soon kissed Velvets' ebony flank as she merged from the forest into open moor land, the teasing winds died away leaving a desert of glittering snow; nothing broke the sheets' surface except velvets' paw prints left behind as a symbol of her passing. Should anyone follow will be rip to shreds if no good appearent reason why they came. only one that sat in her memory( in other words an aquaintence) would be tolerated. Very seldom will I meet a wolf out here she thought with little disappointment. Will Velvet ever meet another wolf? the question made little fear even though the unexpected could happen anywhere. The stars glazed ahead in the inky welkin as her pace became faster, the sound of howling drove her onward with excitement her pendulum flagging behind her as she stealthily ran toward the sound but somehow it sounded farther and farther away as she gained speed until she gave up, her pace slackened and sorrow dripped from her emotions.