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[Xiomara]

General
OOC Name: Somatra
Name: Xiomara
Alias: Xena
Species: Yagi
Gender: Female
Age: 5
Pack: Loner
Rank: n/a

Physical
Height: 49"
Weight: 210 lbs
Appearance: Xiomara is a tall female built for physical fight with a very resilient build; she does not run away. Her muscles are steeled from long travels over harsh and barren terrains and drape like armor over her bones. Two silver colored elk antlers grace the top of her crown which she uses like daggers in fights, combining them with the razor fangs that extend from her canines over the top of her jaw. Her pelt is thick and coarse from being subjected to the harsh elements and has a base coat of dark charcoal that is out of character for her species. A stripe of pine green moves up from her nose along her snout, same shade of green covers her eyes and travels towards her muzzle like arrows and streaks along her cheeks. Her wispy mane is comprised of forest green as well and her front elbows. Xiomara's eyes are frosted dark silver gems that flash like steel when angry, also uncharacteristic of her species. Her underbelly and the underside of her stubby tail is a shade of almost light grey tinted beige and one green stripe runs down the top of her tail.

Xiomara's voice is strong and harsh, it tells no fear and accepts no false hoods. She moves confidently, used to her body's weight she faces life with a solid stance that is usually without slouch. Her attacks are straight forward and accurate, and she can often use her weight to simply up heave opponents. Characterized by a strong chest and long legs this female is tall and does not need to pretend to be confident.

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Mental
Strengths:
Physical Strength
Perseveres and is highly determined
Self-directed and confident
Sincere and direct
Protective
Independent

Weaknesses:
Rebellious
Controlling
Intolerant
Insensitive
Suspicious
Close-Minded

Personality: Xiomara is a strong wolf that has absolute confidence in herself and her abilities. She faces trials and tribulations with a determined face and a set resolution that often allows her to overcome life's curve balls. With a glance her hard exterior could be concerning, but through the frost her heart is laced with a caring, and should we dare to say, warmer disposition that only need to be uncovered. Overly protective of the ones she may come to care for due to her past she can seem a tad overbearing and even closed to new encounters.

However, she deals with others in the same manner she could only hope to be treated, with a sincere word and a direct approach to conversation that is devoid of eloquence but filled with a down to earth view. As a wolf that can easily hold her own, Xiomara is the embodiment of independence, seeking company simply to have the company and asking nothing but that of the ones she meets. Able to provide she never seeks a return to her favors, pride not allowing her to seek help.


Rebellious by nature she defies what must not be tolerated, no matter the outcome and seeks justice for the crimes others commit while desperately trying to atone for her own sin. Torn by her love and her hate for her brothers and by a deep sense of longing for her dead mate she has yet to face the darkness of accepting loss. In many ways this sets her in the past and prevents her from seeking the future no matter how hard she may try. Her loyalty once earned is undying, but she is a suspicious wolf since her brothers' betrayal. Caressed by the shadows that follow her Xiomara has yet to step into the light and accept happiness. This makes her a restless soul, driven to seek a solution.

To add a bit of confusion to this mixture she now believes herself to be more of a criminal, self hate not entirely out of the picture, and it has not been uncommon for Xiomara to act upon this belief. Self defeating thoughts of this nature are a growing concern for this character for one's beliefs can ultimately shape one's destiny. In addiion, thisinner frustration is unleashed on fellow wolves, visible by a cold exerior that appears to be impervious to the tribulation that others are facing.


History: Xiomara is born on a stormy night to two purebred Yagi parents as one of 3 siblings, the youngest and the only female. However, she inherited her father's physical strength and her mother's power of presence, giving her leader qualities before even training. Raised in a cold northern territory by a great lake she learned to adapt to harsh weather and face trying elements from birth. Unique from birth she stood out in the pack and was idolized by other parents and sought out by fellow pups throughout growing up. She received excellent training and excelled, following tutelage with a fervent passion and exhibiting great potential for future positioning as a warrior for the pack. Her main obstacle was her intolerant nature that did not leave room for errors from others and herself, and it was not uncommon to hear her bark out harsh comments when other's failed to accomplish a task. Finishing her training early she was quickly advanced to receive direction and follow a designated warrior.


Despite her physical talents, her brothers remained devoid of this genetic inheritance, struggling to get by in class and being shunned by other pack mates. Jealousy festered in their hearts despite their love for Xiomara and she could see the reproach in their eyes as she continued to excel. Never did she flaunt her prowess nor did she berate her brothers for their short comings, but it would seem the unavoidable was meant to happen. However, as a controlling wolf by nature she would often use her superior strength against them, ensuring that when she wanted something done they would be sure to accomplish it whether they wanted to or not. When Xiomara reached the age of four the Alpha's son Caine came of age to choose a heiress to join him in his future ruling. As the second commanding family she was designated to be mated with him which was quite agreeable for they had been placed together since pup hood, followed the same advanced class of training and were both elated to be joined together as Caine had been courting her for several months. This would mean she would have partial control of the pack and the knowledge that their sister would receive precedence over them drove her brothers to a frenzy of madness.

Their union occurred and the official mating ceremony took place as expected in the month of November, making them the youngest rulers of the pack. As wolves of similar minds they saw eye to eye and were comfortable with each other's presence; to Xiomara it was simple yet deep love. Strong and commanding Caine still had a sensitive side that allowed him to show his mate affection and to show caring for his subjects. The pair was very well received in the pack, by all but two. In the days following their union they were required to partake in hunts together to demonstrate their dedication to the growing pack, and it was during one of these hunts that her brothers finally acted upon their jealousy.

The day had dawned especially cold, frost covering the ground and the air nipping through Xiomara's fur. The hunt was to take place by the lake side cliffs where a certain species of jackalope lived. However the cold air that met with the warmer water did not grace their hunt with favorable conditions and a thick fog set in early on, remaining throughout the day. After an unsuccessful day the pair set back, but along the trail home the alphas finally caught scent of a prey and set off like canons. Separated by the fog from the water the mated pair were driven in opposite ways along the cliffs as they chased after their prey, each loosing it in the fog.

Stopping to try and recover her bearings Xiomara heard what sounded like heated voices traveling to her ears. Concerned she started to make her way in their directions when through the fog Xiomara heard her mate cry out in pain and alarm before an ensuing thud and the sound of crashing rocks below her resounded. Terror tearing at her heart she ran through the fog, hoping her ears had deceived her only to find her brothers standing at the edge, blood dripping from their own antlers as they peered down, disquieting leers on their faces. Glancing down she saw the broken body of her mate spread on the rocks and a rage akin to her species ripped through her heart at the sight.

No word or snarl of warning was issued from her maw as she drove into her siblings, pushing them to the death they had delivered not long ago, but tears did fall from her silver eyes, which hardened that night. Fleeing for fear of being accused of murder she took it upon herself to live free from the burden of social relationships, and a part of her heart and perhaps even her soul lay broken at the foot of the cliff with the body of her mate. And so this is where we find miss Xiomara now, powerful body, strong mind but broken soul.

Over the last last year she has gained the reputation of being a tyrant loner, often venting her own frustrations on innocent bystanders and easily angered by simple comments. Disruptive she has entered packs only to be dis-banned for unruly behavior and the tendency to disobey orders. Restless and suspicious she is quick to accuse others with little to no cause or provocation and has not gained much favor among other wolves. The past taints the good nature of her heart, transforming her into a cankerous, ill tempered, quick triggered and generally rebellious female.

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[Cy]

Excellent, however my only qualm is that even though you state her weaknesses, you never really elaborate on them in her personality and past. She's almost a Mary Sue, try to fit some of her flaws in the descriptions and she will be good to go.

[Xiomara]

I quite agree, was thinking about that as I read her past especially...let me see what I can do.

[Scorch]

Bump? Made the requested changes a few days ago but realized that I had perhaps not indicated this, so response to let a mod know and to bump the thread up.