Post by StarTithe on Nov 3, 2006 12:42:45 GMT -5
-The character's name-
-Faeden-
-A character history. It must be detailed-
Faeden, like the rest of his family was born into the Harem and raised by the entire clan, for the first six moons of his life he didn’t know who his parents were, or even what a Father or Mother was. When he was half a season old he was sent to his parent’s Erie to stay with them while they taught him to control his gifts. After another six moons he was sent to a mentor, one season old now, and his training began. He continued learning about his gifts, but also now he learned better hunting skills, tracking, fighting, protecting, and survivor skills. He trained for years, as all do, and when he was four he was released as full grown with all the skills he needed. For the past few years he’s been a torment on the females of his clan. He’s been taught how to be polite, as well as the courting rituals of his clan, but he taken them to the extreme. He lived happily with the clan, never needing to create his own Erie, the few nights he wasn’t bedded with one of his clan mates he was more than happy to sleep in the open. By the time he was 12 seasons the harem, and at least most of its females, had had enough of him and banished him. He shrugged them off, having never gotten attacked to a single one of them, and began to wander. At 16 seasons he found, or was pulled to, Dapplewood. He still keeps himself from attaching to others, in truth he hasn’t matured a bit since his exile.
-A character description-
Faeden is as handsome as he is polite. His coat is a pure ivory that if very rarely dirty, shaded by his darker markings. Right paws are both socked in ebon, while the left are dipped in mahogany. Underside is also shaded dark chocolate, as well as auds, wings and tail tip. The center of his long feathers is an auburn hue that matches the rust of his eyes. His build in general is normal for a fox, though his hind quarters are those of an ocelot, and upon looking closely at his pelt very light ashen markings can be spied. His tail is feline also, though longer than any natural ocelot’s tail, as well as with a slight fox-fluff. His maw in adorned with astounding designs, and his neck is streaked with ark auburn. His right aud is studded three times with Aquacyan, and two feathers are braded into his fur, one raven black, and the other angel white.
-list of abilities/powers, special items, ect-
Fae’s strongest gift is that of ice, his two minors are earth, and shadow.
-A sample roleplay post. This is the most important part-
Masque pads silently down a well traveled path. His talons sheathed for more silence than any canine could pull off. Rusty orbs scanned the terra about him. This place was new, the scents, and hue of the sun, everything about it was as soft as an infant. But what creature would have the power to create such a place? And why had he been drawn here? So many more questions passed through his mind, and not a single answer. Tress waved gently ‘hind him as he halted, auds perked, ever sense alert for any stranger, any who might know the answer to just one of his questions. Alas, there was only silence in the woods. Silence so profound he turned to head back the way he’d come. Maybe the path he’d taken lead to a sacred part of the Wood. Maybe there was another path.
((Meh. Not as good as Stars, but I hope this works.))
((Has an Idea for my Gryffox Avatar! Just use the Avatar Wings on a single tailed Fox! Ta Duh! Maybe that would work? ^^))
-Faeden-
-A character history. It must be detailed-
Faeden, like the rest of his family was born into the Harem and raised by the entire clan, for the first six moons of his life he didn’t know who his parents were, or even what a Father or Mother was. When he was half a season old he was sent to his parent’s Erie to stay with them while they taught him to control his gifts. After another six moons he was sent to a mentor, one season old now, and his training began. He continued learning about his gifts, but also now he learned better hunting skills, tracking, fighting, protecting, and survivor skills. He trained for years, as all do, and when he was four he was released as full grown with all the skills he needed. For the past few years he’s been a torment on the females of his clan. He’s been taught how to be polite, as well as the courting rituals of his clan, but he taken them to the extreme. He lived happily with the clan, never needing to create his own Erie, the few nights he wasn’t bedded with one of his clan mates he was more than happy to sleep in the open. By the time he was 12 seasons the harem, and at least most of its females, had had enough of him and banished him. He shrugged them off, having never gotten attacked to a single one of them, and began to wander. At 16 seasons he found, or was pulled to, Dapplewood. He still keeps himself from attaching to others, in truth he hasn’t matured a bit since his exile.
-A character description-
Faeden is as handsome as he is polite. His coat is a pure ivory that if very rarely dirty, shaded by his darker markings. Right paws are both socked in ebon, while the left are dipped in mahogany. Underside is also shaded dark chocolate, as well as auds, wings and tail tip. The center of his long feathers is an auburn hue that matches the rust of his eyes. His build in general is normal for a fox, though his hind quarters are those of an ocelot, and upon looking closely at his pelt very light ashen markings can be spied. His tail is feline also, though longer than any natural ocelot’s tail, as well as with a slight fox-fluff. His maw in adorned with astounding designs, and his neck is streaked with ark auburn. His right aud is studded three times with Aquacyan, and two feathers are braded into his fur, one raven black, and the other angel white.
-list of abilities/powers, special items, ect-
Fae’s strongest gift is that of ice, his two minors are earth, and shadow.
-A sample roleplay post. This is the most important part-
Masque pads silently down a well traveled path. His talons sheathed for more silence than any canine could pull off. Rusty orbs scanned the terra about him. This place was new, the scents, and hue of the sun, everything about it was as soft as an infant. But what creature would have the power to create such a place? And why had he been drawn here? So many more questions passed through his mind, and not a single answer. Tress waved gently ‘hind him as he halted, auds perked, ever sense alert for any stranger, any who might know the answer to just one of his questions. Alas, there was only silence in the woods. Silence so profound he turned to head back the way he’d come. Maybe the path he’d taken lead to a sacred part of the Wood. Maybe there was another path.
((Meh. Not as good as Stars, but I hope this works.))
((Has an Idea for my Gryffox Avatar! Just use the Avatar Wings on a single tailed Fox! Ta Duh! Maybe that would work? ^^))
