Post by FireMist on Aug 4, 2012 16:32:48 GMT -5
General
Name: Eira
Alias: Eira
Species: Lyxxus
Gender: Female
Age: 2 years
Pack: Enclave
Rank: Eranthe
Physical
Height: 23 in.
Weight: 36 lbs.
Appearance: Her fur is like the perfect day of summer. She has red fur, and a little lighter red on her undercoat. Her eyes are as blue as the sky mixed with the greenest grass. Some say she can make her paws light while running, and sometimes heavy when attacking. Her ears are as brown as dirt, making the rest of her look bright. Her legs are very strong and have very small specks of ash color on them. The tip of her tail is moonlight ash colored. She has two tails now, and she always is grooming them in her free time. Her pelt is not too fuzzy and not too short, it's good enough to keep three eight week pups warm, plus her tails makes it four pups. Her fur is probably the softest fur there is. When wet, her pelt gleams like dancing fire, and when dry, it still shines because she cleans her fur every single day. Her eyes appear to darken or lighten through various emotions. When mad, it seems her eyes turn plain electric blue, when calm, they appear sky blue mixed with green grass, when sad, they appear to turn dark blue. When afraid, they appear to turn green; just green. Her paws are red too, except for one, which is the front right paw. That one is the one. It's blood red. Some say her paw is a curse, others, a blessing. Some say it's a blessing because the paw is what makes her run so fast, and others say it's a curse because the blood red paw indicates evil because it's blood red. She believes that it's just a paw. Her voice is like a gentle warmth.
Other:
Mental
Strengths:
Love: She loves pups and never will break a heart. She's never had a mate but knows that she will die happy both ways.
Agility: Her agility is excellent. She is good at defense and dodging attacks. She can always outwit, and because of her endurance, and out run her enemy.
Senses: Since she is a Lyxxus, her vision is brilliant. Her sense of smell, though, is the best. In the winter, she can smell a mouse in it's burrow in the snow. Not that she eats mice.
Hope: She will never give up and will keep on fighting until the end. Eira always says "You can walk on water, and you can fly, only if you try." When she was a pup, her howls were always too high-pitched, but she kept on trying and would tell stories in her howls as a loner.
Jumping: She is one of the highest jumping wolves. She has leaped over a rapid, she has leaped over a river, etc.
Quick Thoughts: Eira is good at thinking things up on the fly. So when she hunts, if prey goes one way, she quickly knows how to trap it.
Weaknesses:
Stalking Prey: Because of her red fur, it's hard to stalk prey, it's like an attraction for food.
Hiding: Again, because of her red fur.
Anger: This only happens when she gets into a fight. Her eyes appear to turn electric blue when this happens.
Feelings: No mater what, she can never hide her feelings. That's why she has that "anger mode."
Seriousness: This one, she can be very series sometimes, and very outstanding/going. Which is both good, and bad.
PERSONALITY: Eira is very kind, loving, nice, and has a good sense of humor. Anytime she sees a male wolf, she smiles, anytime she sees a female, she smiles. She loves all of the wolf creations. She is VERY gentle with pups. One day, she played with bear cubs while the mother was away. When the mother came back, Eira was gone, but the cubs said they made a new best friend. She'll know when she finds the right one when she spends a little time with them, and thinks they have feelings for her too. She doesn't believe in "love at first sight," that's just silly. When she feels sad, she doesn't want to talk to any wolf but a close friend. Whenever she's with an enemy, she only focuses on one thing and one thing straight. Killing the enemy. She doesn't stop fighting until she sees blood. When she faces her fears, like playing with bear cubs, she first is a little scared, but then she knows exactly what to do; like she's done it all before. When she's happy, or had a good hunt, every living creature she sees she says joyful, high-pitched, smiling, "Hi," and just trots on by. When playful, she loves to tickle her playmate's nose with one of her tails.
HISTORY: Eira's mother gave birth to 10 pups, and died of child birth. From then, everything went downhill. The father didn't like the pups because he thought there were too many for just one father to handle. The father only fed the pups once a week, and would bite them, not too hard though. One of Eira's sisters, Velvela, said to their father, "Stop biting, that hurts!" The father, named Shasta, then took the pup in his mouth, and shook her to death. The other pups started to run, but three. Eira, and two of her brothers, Ryder, and Kaynyon. Ryder always called his father by his real name, Shasta. Kaynyon called his father "Sir,' and Eira, called him "Great Father." Shasta never payed attention to his pups, he gave them food, sometimes, and never let them out of the den. When he would hunt for himself, they would go outside and play. Shasta never talked to his pups, even LOOK at them. The only time he would pay attention to them was when he would bite them.
The next day, a wolf came and said he would take care of the pups. Shasta agreed to let him take Kaynyon and Ryder, but hid Eira, so the wolf wouldn't take her. He did this so he can watch the last pup suffer. Eira never knew why, put she just tried to ignore it. He pushed Eira to the ground, he would pick her up, and throw her out of the den and yell at her, "I told you to never go out of the den!" Her never cared that she was over eight weeks, but he did it anyway. When he hunted, the pups would meet at a peaceful river, and talked about everything they missed, or wish they had. One day, Eira snuck out of the den when her father was sleeping and went by the river, just for some quietness. Her father then came up behind her, and pushed her into the river. The river then lead to the rapids. She was swimming for about an hour, but it felt like a day to her. She made a few stops on rocks though, but still. She climbed onto a rock and jumped. Jumped for life. Jumped for hope. Jumped for freedom. She landed on a ledge, but then slipped off. She fell onto some rocks on the rapids and went unconscious. She woke up in a wolf's den; a wolf that goes by the name Gerwalf. He taught her everything he knew, and took her in as his own pup. From then on, Eira saw life in a new way. Incondite, and beautiful.
Name: Eira
Alias: Eira
Species: Lyxxus
Gender: Female
Age: 2 years
Pack: Enclave
Rank: Eranthe
Physical
Height: 23 in.
Weight: 36 lbs.
Appearance: Her fur is like the perfect day of summer. She has red fur, and a little lighter red on her undercoat. Her eyes are as blue as the sky mixed with the greenest grass. Some say she can make her paws light while running, and sometimes heavy when attacking. Her ears are as brown as dirt, making the rest of her look bright. Her legs are very strong and have very small specks of ash color on them. The tip of her tail is moonlight ash colored. She has two tails now, and she always is grooming them in her free time. Her pelt is not too fuzzy and not too short, it's good enough to keep three eight week pups warm, plus her tails makes it four pups. Her fur is probably the softest fur there is. When wet, her pelt gleams like dancing fire, and when dry, it still shines because she cleans her fur every single day. Her eyes appear to darken or lighten through various emotions. When mad, it seems her eyes turn plain electric blue, when calm, they appear sky blue mixed with green grass, when sad, they appear to turn dark blue. When afraid, they appear to turn green; just green. Her paws are red too, except for one, which is the front right paw. That one is the one. It's blood red. Some say her paw is a curse, others, a blessing. Some say it's a blessing because the paw is what makes her run so fast, and others say it's a curse because the blood red paw indicates evil because it's blood red. She believes that it's just a paw. Her voice is like a gentle warmth.
Other:
Mental
Strengths:
Love: She loves pups and never will break a heart. She's never had a mate but knows that she will die happy both ways.
Agility: Her agility is excellent. She is good at defense and dodging attacks. She can always outwit, and because of her endurance, and out run her enemy.
Senses: Since she is a Lyxxus, her vision is brilliant. Her sense of smell, though, is the best. In the winter, she can smell a mouse in it's burrow in the snow. Not that she eats mice.
Hope: She will never give up and will keep on fighting until the end. Eira always says "You can walk on water, and you can fly, only if you try." When she was a pup, her howls were always too high-pitched, but she kept on trying and would tell stories in her howls as a loner.
Jumping: She is one of the highest jumping wolves. She has leaped over a rapid, she has leaped over a river, etc.
Quick Thoughts: Eira is good at thinking things up on the fly. So when she hunts, if prey goes one way, she quickly knows how to trap it.
Weaknesses:
Stalking Prey: Because of her red fur, it's hard to stalk prey, it's like an attraction for food.
Hiding: Again, because of her red fur.
Anger: This only happens when she gets into a fight. Her eyes appear to turn electric blue when this happens.
Feelings: No mater what, she can never hide her feelings. That's why she has that "anger mode."
Seriousness: This one, she can be very series sometimes, and very outstanding/going. Which is both good, and bad.
PERSONALITY: Eira is very kind, loving, nice, and has a good sense of humor. Anytime she sees a male wolf, she smiles, anytime she sees a female, she smiles. She loves all of the wolf creations. She is VERY gentle with pups. One day, she played with bear cubs while the mother was away. When the mother came back, Eira was gone, but the cubs said they made a new best friend. She'll know when she finds the right one when she spends a little time with them, and thinks they have feelings for her too. She doesn't believe in "love at first sight," that's just silly. When she feels sad, she doesn't want to talk to any wolf but a close friend. Whenever she's with an enemy, she only focuses on one thing and one thing straight. Killing the enemy. She doesn't stop fighting until she sees blood. When she faces her fears, like playing with bear cubs, she first is a little scared, but then she knows exactly what to do; like she's done it all before. When she's happy, or had a good hunt, every living creature she sees she says joyful, high-pitched, smiling, "Hi," and just trots on by. When playful, she loves to tickle her playmate's nose with one of her tails.
HISTORY: Eira's mother gave birth to 10 pups, and died of child birth. From then, everything went downhill. The father didn't like the pups because he thought there were too many for just one father to handle. The father only fed the pups once a week, and would bite them, not too hard though. One of Eira's sisters, Velvela, said to their father, "Stop biting, that hurts!" The father, named Shasta, then took the pup in his mouth, and shook her to death. The other pups started to run, but three. Eira, and two of her brothers, Ryder, and Kaynyon. Ryder always called his father by his real name, Shasta. Kaynyon called his father "Sir,' and Eira, called him "Great Father." Shasta never payed attention to his pups, he gave them food, sometimes, and never let them out of the den. When he would hunt for himself, they would go outside and play. Shasta never talked to his pups, even LOOK at them. The only time he would pay attention to them was when he would bite them.
The next day, a wolf came and said he would take care of the pups. Shasta agreed to let him take Kaynyon and Ryder, but hid Eira, so the wolf wouldn't take her. He did this so he can watch the last pup suffer. Eira never knew why, put she just tried to ignore it. He pushed Eira to the ground, he would pick her up, and throw her out of the den and yell at her, "I told you to never go out of the den!" Her never cared that she was over eight weeks, but he did it anyway. When he hunted, the pups would meet at a peaceful river, and talked about everything they missed, or wish they had. One day, Eira snuck out of the den when her father was sleeping and went by the river, just for some quietness. Her father then came up behind her, and pushed her into the river. The river then lead to the rapids. She was swimming for about an hour, but it felt like a day to her. She made a few stops on rocks though, but still. She climbed onto a rock and jumped. Jumped for life. Jumped for hope. Jumped for freedom. She landed on a ledge, but then slipped off. She fell onto some rocks on the rapids and went unconscious. She woke up in a wolf's den; a wolf that goes by the name Gerwalf. He taught her everything he knew, and took her in as his own pup. From then on, Eira saw life in a new way. Incondite, and beautiful.
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