Post by sekhmet on May 13, 2012 21:12:49 GMT -5
OOC Information
OOC Name: Paige
Link to Previous Character: Not Applicable
General
Name: Sekhmet
Alias: Seka
Species: Myou
Gender: Femme
Age: 4
Pack: Loner
Rank: n/a
Physical
Height: 40"
Weight: 150lbs
Appearance: Seka's apparel is daunting to most. Although covered in thick, soft fur, her dense muscle tone is apparent. She takes closely after the influence of her second soul, body slightly elongated and thick, toned throughout. She is a large femme, and powerful. Coloured sandy-brown through shades of gold, nose bleeding a dark triangle of colour on her muzzle, she is certainly a sight to behold. Piercing yellow eyes with the typical cat slitted pupil are cool and collected but emotionless to a stranger, are almond-shaped and a strong feature on her face. Tall ears coloured dark adorn her head, pierced twice each in both with gold hoops. The fur around her neck is thicker, imitating the short mane of an adolescent male lion, but exaggerated by her lupine blood.
Long, muscular legs carry the femme, atop paws with short toes and sharp claws, although like a wolf, they do not retract for her. Her body is longer than the average wolf, with a slender tail, long and usually held in line with her body. She is tall and strong, but overall not an ugly wolf. Through her many battles and hunts she has obtained no facial scarring, although her legs and stomach are criss-crossed with scars underneath her fur. Not many of these were ever deep wounds, but some still cause her pain when she exerts herself too much, for too long.
Other: -
Mental
Strengths:
- Powerful & strong
- Stealthy
- Born leader
- Corageous
- Trustworthy
- Passionate
- Loyal
Weaknesses:
- Not the most likeable
- Brash & quick-tempered
- Very 'to the point'
- Will not be disrespected
- Not very fast, because of her sheer weight and size in muscle
Personality: Sekhmet is a very 'closed' wolf, and it's a rare occurrence that emotion floats to the surface and shows in her eyes, although she feels things like a tumultuous volcano inside. She is untrusting and pessimistic, and is quick to dismiss many things, but when she is approving she is passionate and just. This femme will not be disrespected or governed, and therefore is usually a loner - but she has been known to travel with a small band of friends as equals through unclaimed territories. She enjoys this arrangement very much, and is unlikely to become a true pack wolf.
Seka's cool and calm, battle-worn exterior is often a winning quality, as it means she can evaluate ways to get out of certain situations unscathed, although she has a quick temper and will tolerate no mention of her species being slandered. This femme is cool, collected and powerful, and a formidable force, but to loved ones she is gentle, passionate and fair, always loyal and will protect what she loves and believes in with her life.
History: Sekhmet was born to a mated pair of lone wolves, chased south over the borders of the land where the species lived. They had been outcasted from their pack, for reasons they never gave to Seka. She had been an only pup, her lone sibling not making it through the process of birth, and she had access to all of her mother's milk to make her strong. Seka was never treated like the puppy she was, she was brought along on any expedition that her parents undertook, and was trained in the arts of hunting and fighting as early as she could be. Her parents had wanted her to be strong and well-learned in the ability to feed and protect herself, as they were lone wolves and she was the only cub. They had named her Sekhmet; They had seen in her the lionsoul, her chunky and strong proportions, and named her after the goddess of war and healing, in the hopes that she would be strong enough to live a long life.
This intense puppyhood paid off, there was a season of rain and the rivers close to her family's den broke it's banks, flooding them. With it, it brought silt and mud, and clogged up the majority of the chambers and paths to leave the den. Being an adolescent, she was small and hadn't filled out fully. She was the only one small enough to escape. As the rains passed, Seka had remained in the area, digging and scouring to see if they were still alive, but she found no clues nor bodies, and to this day she knows not whether her parents survived.
From there she travelled north, and lived paw-to-maw on the borderlines finding what she could to eat, where she could, and building her skills and brawn. By the time she was 2, she had filled out and become a practiced warrior and huntress, legs and stomach baring the scars of her encounters under her shaggy, golden fur. She would go expanses of time with no communication with other lupines, and would not miss it, but life was a lot easier when she had company. Lone wolves would come and go, joining with her for hunts and the resulting feed to increase their effectiveness, and they would part ways.
One of the most noted of her companions was a metal lupus, it was a shy friendship where romance wanted to be but couldn't - neither wolf was brave enough to make the first move. They spent months together prowling the lands that were unclaimed, hunting, eating, and sleeping beside one another. He brought her gifts, the metal for her hoops, small kills made alone for her, and she groomed his fur and dug their dens. One eve, they went to hunt together, and were separated by the herd of prey stampeding. Again Sekhmet searched and searched for her friend, the wolf she had secretly loved, and he too had disappeared. Miserable and newly cold, she left the area and prowled new territories, alone, yearning for news of her friend, her mother and her father, all lost to her.
Other: Image, see signature.
OOC Name: Paige
Link to Previous Character: Not Applicable
General
Name: Sekhmet
Alias: Seka
Species: Myou
Gender: Femme
Age: 4
Pack: Loner
Rank: n/a
Physical
Height: 40"
Weight: 150lbs
Appearance: Seka's apparel is daunting to most. Although covered in thick, soft fur, her dense muscle tone is apparent. She takes closely after the influence of her second soul, body slightly elongated and thick, toned throughout. She is a large femme, and powerful. Coloured sandy-brown through shades of gold, nose bleeding a dark triangle of colour on her muzzle, she is certainly a sight to behold. Piercing yellow eyes with the typical cat slitted pupil are cool and collected but emotionless to a stranger, are almond-shaped and a strong feature on her face. Tall ears coloured dark adorn her head, pierced twice each in both with gold hoops. The fur around her neck is thicker, imitating the short mane of an adolescent male lion, but exaggerated by her lupine blood.
Long, muscular legs carry the femme, atop paws with short toes and sharp claws, although like a wolf, they do not retract for her. Her body is longer than the average wolf, with a slender tail, long and usually held in line with her body. She is tall and strong, but overall not an ugly wolf. Through her many battles and hunts she has obtained no facial scarring, although her legs and stomach are criss-crossed with scars underneath her fur. Not many of these were ever deep wounds, but some still cause her pain when she exerts herself too much, for too long.
Other: -
Mental
Strengths:
- Powerful & strong
- Stealthy
- Born leader
- Corageous
- Trustworthy
- Passionate
- Loyal
Weaknesses:
- Not the most likeable
- Brash & quick-tempered
- Very 'to the point'
- Will not be disrespected
- Not very fast, because of her sheer weight and size in muscle
Personality: Sekhmet is a very 'closed' wolf, and it's a rare occurrence that emotion floats to the surface and shows in her eyes, although she feels things like a tumultuous volcano inside. She is untrusting and pessimistic, and is quick to dismiss many things, but when she is approving she is passionate and just. This femme will not be disrespected or governed, and therefore is usually a loner - but she has been known to travel with a small band of friends as equals through unclaimed territories. She enjoys this arrangement very much, and is unlikely to become a true pack wolf.
Seka's cool and calm, battle-worn exterior is often a winning quality, as it means she can evaluate ways to get out of certain situations unscathed, although she has a quick temper and will tolerate no mention of her species being slandered. This femme is cool, collected and powerful, and a formidable force, but to loved ones she is gentle, passionate and fair, always loyal and will protect what she loves and believes in with her life.
History: Sekhmet was born to a mated pair of lone wolves, chased south over the borders of the land where the species lived. They had been outcasted from their pack, for reasons they never gave to Seka. She had been an only pup, her lone sibling not making it through the process of birth, and she had access to all of her mother's milk to make her strong. Seka was never treated like the puppy she was, she was brought along on any expedition that her parents undertook, and was trained in the arts of hunting and fighting as early as she could be. Her parents had wanted her to be strong and well-learned in the ability to feed and protect herself, as they were lone wolves and she was the only cub. They had named her Sekhmet; They had seen in her the lionsoul, her chunky and strong proportions, and named her after the goddess of war and healing, in the hopes that she would be strong enough to live a long life.
This intense puppyhood paid off, there was a season of rain and the rivers close to her family's den broke it's banks, flooding them. With it, it brought silt and mud, and clogged up the majority of the chambers and paths to leave the den. Being an adolescent, she was small and hadn't filled out fully. She was the only one small enough to escape. As the rains passed, Seka had remained in the area, digging and scouring to see if they were still alive, but she found no clues nor bodies, and to this day she knows not whether her parents survived.
From there she travelled north, and lived paw-to-maw on the borderlines finding what she could to eat, where she could, and building her skills and brawn. By the time she was 2, she had filled out and become a practiced warrior and huntress, legs and stomach baring the scars of her encounters under her shaggy, golden fur. She would go expanses of time with no communication with other lupines, and would not miss it, but life was a lot easier when she had company. Lone wolves would come and go, joining with her for hunts and the resulting feed to increase their effectiveness, and they would part ways.
One of the most noted of her companions was a metal lupus, it was a shy friendship where romance wanted to be but couldn't - neither wolf was brave enough to make the first move. They spent months together prowling the lands that were unclaimed, hunting, eating, and sleeping beside one another. He brought her gifts, the metal for her hoops, small kills made alone for her, and she groomed his fur and dug their dens. One eve, they went to hunt together, and were separated by the herd of prey stampeding. Again Sekhmet searched and searched for her friend, the wolf she had secretly loved, and he too had disappeared. Miserable and newly cold, she left the area and prowled new territories, alone, yearning for news of her friend, her mother and her father, all lost to her.
Other: Image, see signature.
