Post by Tanaraq on Dec 20, 2009 16:19:39 GMT -5
Name: Tanaraq
Meaning: “Granddaughter of the Tundra”
Nickname: Tana
Gender: Female
Type: Animal
Species: Caribou
Age: 23 years old
Position: Neutral
Lifestyle: Wanderer
Residence: Nowhere as of now
Description:Tanaraq has a slender figure, she weighs around 175 pounds. She is agile and can defend herself when it is needed. She a long scar down her back from her shoulder blade to her rump and several small scars on her forehead.
Her pelt is bright white with splashes of brown. Her head, neck, rump and legs are a snowy white. There is also a splash of white on the end of her nose just past her nostrils, almost as if she stuck her nose in snow, then a splash of brown on her eyes. As a female caribou, her antlers develop during the months of June through September. She will lose her velvet in late September. Her antlers will stay with her throughout the winter and she will lose them sometime around April or June.
Personality: Tana is a very independent and also stubborn. She is more of a “tomboy” than anything. She would rather spar with the boys than smell flowers or play house with the girls. She is the kind of personality who will do the research and observe herself before making an opinion, but then she picks a side, she will fight to the death to protect what she believes in. She can be very playful, however. She is light and happy and very understanding. Tana does not hold grudges after she has received an apology, or at least seen that the person regrets it.
Wardrobe: Tana is very simple, but wears gifts from friends. A snowy owl feather is tied to the fur on her neck. A simple braided leather bracelet always stays on her front left leg. She also wears a long twine necklace around her neck. It has a snowy owl charm carved from a shed antler. She also has a small bag around her neck. (I may add more to here later…)
History:Tanaraq had a very normal childhood. She had a big family with many half-brothers and sisters, but never really knew her sire. There was really nothing different about her childhood. She had the same challenges and obstacles to overcome as every other member in her heard. When she was old enough to be on her own, she decided that she was going to leave her familiar surroundings and start a new life elsewhere.
Family: Sire-Unknown; Dame-Aga, Location-Unknown
Mate: None
Children: None
Color: See Description.
Other:
Roleplaying Example: A lithe, feminine figure bobbed in and out of the crumbling tombstones. The small gray she-wolf lifted her head above the stones, her lips pulled back over her teeth in a strange smile. She inhaled the scent of the wolf that she had been following as she closed her eyes. The scent of rot and decay may be gone, but the strange, morbid feeling of this placed lingered on, like a ghost. Although she had no idea of the concept of burial, she knew this place was different. She loved it. The gloomy, collapsing building struggling to stand in the background and the overgrown grounds were depressing. And the thought of the dark surroundings left her elated.
The she-wolf grinned to herself as she continued to bounce through the jungle of weeds and ivy, unconsciously staying in the shadows. The wolf was called Lilith. She had no lands to call her own, as of now, but she was not planning on staying homeless for very long. She was on the hunt. Looking for a third wolf to join her ranks. Lilith gave a strange grin as she thought of her mate. For a moment she wondered where he had gone to, but she quickly shook the image from her thoughts.
Lilith hopped along, feeling happier than she had lately. She was about to turn the corner around part of the wall that still stood when she caught a glimpse of white out of the corner of her eye. She looked up, but it wasn’t there. She stopped to look around, but saw nothing. "Hmm... it must be my eyes playing a trick on me in..." She turned her head to one side, then looked down. There on the ground in front of her was the black and white wolf she had been following. She blinked the image she had just seen away and flashed a coy smile as she approached.
“Hello,” she murmured in a sing song voice. Her dark grey eyes looked the black and white he-wolf over. “I’m Lilith.” She noted the scar on his face and was instantly intrigued. “What can I call you?” She walked around to face the male as she spoke. Lilith sat down and pulled her tail around her small paws and turned her head to one side as she waited patiently for him.
{Status; Complete}
Meaning: “Granddaughter of the Tundra”
Nickname: Tana
Gender: Female
Type: Animal
Species: Caribou
Age: 23 years old
Position: Neutral
Lifestyle: Wanderer
Residence: Nowhere as of now
Description:Tanaraq has a slender figure, she weighs around 175 pounds. She is agile and can defend herself when it is needed. She a long scar down her back from her shoulder blade to her rump and several small scars on her forehead.
Her pelt is bright white with splashes of brown. Her head, neck, rump and legs are a snowy white. There is also a splash of white on the end of her nose just past her nostrils, almost as if she stuck her nose in snow, then a splash of brown on her eyes. As a female caribou, her antlers develop during the months of June through September. She will lose her velvet in late September. Her antlers will stay with her throughout the winter and she will lose them sometime around April or June.
Personality: Tana is a very independent and also stubborn. She is more of a “tomboy” than anything. She would rather spar with the boys than smell flowers or play house with the girls. She is the kind of personality who will do the research and observe herself before making an opinion, but then she picks a side, she will fight to the death to protect what she believes in. She can be very playful, however. She is light and happy and very understanding. Tana does not hold grudges after she has received an apology, or at least seen that the person regrets it.
Wardrobe: Tana is very simple, but wears gifts from friends. A snowy owl feather is tied to the fur on her neck. A simple braided leather bracelet always stays on her front left leg. She also wears a long twine necklace around her neck. It has a snowy owl charm carved from a shed antler. She also has a small bag around her neck. (I may add more to here later…)
History:Tanaraq had a very normal childhood. She had a big family with many half-brothers and sisters, but never really knew her sire. There was really nothing different about her childhood. She had the same challenges and obstacles to overcome as every other member in her heard. When she was old enough to be on her own, she decided that she was going to leave her familiar surroundings and start a new life elsewhere.
Family: Sire-Unknown; Dame-Aga, Location-Unknown
Mate: None
Children: None
Color: See Description.
Other:
Roleplaying Example: A lithe, feminine figure bobbed in and out of the crumbling tombstones. The small gray she-wolf lifted her head above the stones, her lips pulled back over her teeth in a strange smile. She inhaled the scent of the wolf that she had been following as she closed her eyes. The scent of rot and decay may be gone, but the strange, morbid feeling of this placed lingered on, like a ghost. Although she had no idea of the concept of burial, she knew this place was different. She loved it. The gloomy, collapsing building struggling to stand in the background and the overgrown grounds were depressing. And the thought of the dark surroundings left her elated.
The she-wolf grinned to herself as she continued to bounce through the jungle of weeds and ivy, unconsciously staying in the shadows. The wolf was called Lilith. She had no lands to call her own, as of now, but she was not planning on staying homeless for very long. She was on the hunt. Looking for a third wolf to join her ranks. Lilith gave a strange grin as she thought of her mate. For a moment she wondered where he had gone to, but she quickly shook the image from her thoughts.
Lilith hopped along, feeling happier than she had lately. She was about to turn the corner around part of the wall that still stood when she caught a glimpse of white out of the corner of her eye. She looked up, but it wasn’t there. She stopped to look around, but saw nothing. "Hmm... it must be my eyes playing a trick on me in..." She turned her head to one side, then looked down. There on the ground in front of her was the black and white wolf she had been following. She blinked the image she had just seen away and flashed a coy smile as she approached.
“Hello,” she murmured in a sing song voice. Her dark grey eyes looked the black and white he-wolf over. “I’m Lilith.” She noted the scar on his face and was instantly intrigued. “What can I call you?” She walked around to face the male as she spoke. Lilith sat down and pulled her tail around her small paws and turned her head to one side as she waited patiently for him.
{Status; Complete}