Post by Vithali on Aug 9, 2009 12:17:00 GMT -5
Character’s Name: Vithali
Age: 2 years
Gender: Female
Species: Mexican Gray
Physical description: Vithali is a bit smaller than average, her height reaching about 23 inches at the shoulder. However, her limbs seem to be larger than her, giving her a gawky, awkward appearance; her ears are large, almost floppy, her tail is long and thick, and her paws seemed to have outgrown her. However, her nimble body is nonetheless flexible and well worked, made for running and the occasional spar. Her fur is long as well, and very thick giving her a somewhat shaggy look and has a tendency to stick out in an untamable mess around her ears especially. As far as pelt color goes, hers is a blended mix of deep red, brown, and an almost creamish-white flecked throughout her body, bringing out the rich, amber color of her wide, curious eyes. A large butterfly nose, speckled with pink and black, is also a rather distinguished feature of hers that she never lost from puppy-hood. When you first meet her, simply judging by appearance might give you the idea of an immature pup and chances are . . . you’re probably pretty close. In fact, there are many that underestimate her age and thus underestimate her, for she looks nothing more than a fresh yearling, one that has never been hit with the weight and pain of reality.
Other not-so-unusual features are the pinkish scars that are scattered on her muzzle (the result of a porcupine accident). And as a common sight, she is usually cut or bruised somewhere and is bound to be much more scarred in the future, if she keeps up the way she is going. Likewise, if one is to look close enough, they would clearly find that most of her claws are broken and her paw pads scabbed and toughened from some rather rough treatment . . . perhaps the result of attempting to climb . . . hey, cats can do it!
Personality: What Vithali lacks in size she makes up in personality. She has been said to be the encasement of all energy and it is easy to see especially in those rare times when she is told to stand still. She will seem to dance on her feet in anticipation to move, eyes twinkling and unfocused. To say the least, Vithali seems to always be ready to go and is always ready to work; in fact, she more or less needs to be constantly doing something, or she is bound to get herself into trouble somewhere . . . It doesn’t seem she’s ever really grown out of puppy – hood.
She is extremely curious and is known for playing the twenty questions game twenty times a day, often “shooting, than aiming” so to speak. In fact, she’ll try anything once; twice if it didn’t hurt to bad the first time. She has a short attention span as well but as a good point, she learns quickly and responds well to someone who is able to understand her and is patient with her. She also tends to be easily distracted and will plunge off of one subject and into another rather unexpectedly. She likes to be moving and likes to be on the go and is willing to do anything that is asked of her. Though, with the issue of speaking out of turn or causing mischief, she often finds herself in trouble . . . a lot.
Her energy and ability to annoy the short tempered aside, she really is a good fae and is willing to do anything to please others. She really does mean well, even if it doesn’t always come out well. If taught right and lead with the right guidance, she is actually a very valuable, hard worker that makes an effort to the job right the first time. Her goal is to please others and make as many friends as she possibly can. When she does find someone who is patient and kind enough to befriend her, she has a habit of latching on loyally, placing a large amount of trust in them. And her friends and family mean the world to her, meaning that she would give anything to defend them. If anyone were to hurt her loved ones, they would see a rather frightening side to her all together, as it seems she also has a problem holding grudges . . . And yet, she still does have a tendency to be rather naïve and is still rather impressionable which, to those that see this as a weakness, could be rather dangerous . . .
All in all, Vithali could be summed up to be something like an ADHD Border Collie on crack.
Pack: Amber Moor
Rank: Maiden
History: Vithali was born to a small pack that was still suffering from the hardships from the previous winter. Pups never should have been born that year, and yet a litter of two weak and small pups came into the world on a stormy spring morning. Both were females and the pack was extremely excited to have them. However, the second born female couldn’t seem to make it past her third day and died. The first pup though seemed to have the will and determination to pull through.
As the only pup to the Beta pair of the pack, Vithali was given affection from everyone in the pack, though the alpha male never seemed very happy with her. She showed promise of a grand hunter though, and with her obvious energy and willingness to work, the best hunters of the pack offered to take the bouncing ball of fur under their wing, show her the ropes, and make something out of her. From day one, they knew that there was going to be problems. Not only could the yearling not focus for more than a few minutes, she also could keep quiet and instead of observing how hunting was done, she continuously asked questions.
On day five, most had given up on her. All but one, a dark, grizzly, aged male called Ash, had lost hope. Ash, however, saw her potential anyway and with a firm command, he took control of her by himself.
“Vithali, stop!” he would tell her when she seemed about to leap away. She sat down, perking her ears. “Now listen, I won’t repeat myself again,”
And she did listen. His curt and precise lessons taught her the fundamentals of survival and he gave her an outlet to reach her energy. He would make her race him, or take a patrol around their small territory, and take the time to spar with her so that she would remain focus when desperate times called for it. He had become her mentor and closest friend, surprising her pack mates with the training he had given her. And yet, he was old and that year, that winter came and took his soul with it, knocking Vithali into an unstable world.
Uncertain on how to deal with his death, she seemed unable to focus as she had done before and wasn’t able to listen as well to her new teachers as she had been able to listen to him. Her alpha, finally tired of having to discipline her for frequently for the problems she was causing in the pack, told her that he thought it might be best if she became a loner and put her curiosity elsewhere. Vithali knew the tone that was in his voice and though she was frightened of being without a pack, she knew that perhaps he was right and the pack would be better off without her. Wanting only to make them happy, she left.
But she was determined not to stay loner for long; it just simply wasn’t as much fun.
Age: 2 years
Gender: Female
Species: Mexican Gray
Physical description: Vithali is a bit smaller than average, her height reaching about 23 inches at the shoulder. However, her limbs seem to be larger than her, giving her a gawky, awkward appearance; her ears are large, almost floppy, her tail is long and thick, and her paws seemed to have outgrown her. However, her nimble body is nonetheless flexible and well worked, made for running and the occasional spar. Her fur is long as well, and very thick giving her a somewhat shaggy look and has a tendency to stick out in an untamable mess around her ears especially. As far as pelt color goes, hers is a blended mix of deep red, brown, and an almost creamish-white flecked throughout her body, bringing out the rich, amber color of her wide, curious eyes. A large butterfly nose, speckled with pink and black, is also a rather distinguished feature of hers that she never lost from puppy-hood. When you first meet her, simply judging by appearance might give you the idea of an immature pup and chances are . . . you’re probably pretty close. In fact, there are many that underestimate her age and thus underestimate her, for she looks nothing more than a fresh yearling, one that has never been hit with the weight and pain of reality.
Other not-so-unusual features are the pinkish scars that are scattered on her muzzle (the result of a porcupine accident). And as a common sight, she is usually cut or bruised somewhere and is bound to be much more scarred in the future, if she keeps up the way she is going. Likewise, if one is to look close enough, they would clearly find that most of her claws are broken and her paw pads scabbed and toughened from some rather rough treatment . . . perhaps the result of attempting to climb . . . hey, cats can do it!
Personality: What Vithali lacks in size she makes up in personality. She has been said to be the encasement of all energy and it is easy to see especially in those rare times when she is told to stand still. She will seem to dance on her feet in anticipation to move, eyes twinkling and unfocused. To say the least, Vithali seems to always be ready to go and is always ready to work; in fact, she more or less needs to be constantly doing something, or she is bound to get herself into trouble somewhere . . . It doesn’t seem she’s ever really grown out of puppy – hood.
She is extremely curious and is known for playing the twenty questions game twenty times a day, often “shooting, than aiming” so to speak. In fact, she’ll try anything once; twice if it didn’t hurt to bad the first time. She has a short attention span as well but as a good point, she learns quickly and responds well to someone who is able to understand her and is patient with her. She also tends to be easily distracted and will plunge off of one subject and into another rather unexpectedly. She likes to be moving and likes to be on the go and is willing to do anything that is asked of her. Though, with the issue of speaking out of turn or causing mischief, she often finds herself in trouble . . . a lot.
Her energy and ability to annoy the short tempered aside, she really is a good fae and is willing to do anything to please others. She really does mean well, even if it doesn’t always come out well. If taught right and lead with the right guidance, she is actually a very valuable, hard worker that makes an effort to the job right the first time. Her goal is to please others and make as many friends as she possibly can. When she does find someone who is patient and kind enough to befriend her, she has a habit of latching on loyally, placing a large amount of trust in them. And her friends and family mean the world to her, meaning that she would give anything to defend them. If anyone were to hurt her loved ones, they would see a rather frightening side to her all together, as it seems she also has a problem holding grudges . . . And yet, she still does have a tendency to be rather naïve and is still rather impressionable which, to those that see this as a weakness, could be rather dangerous . . .
All in all, Vithali could be summed up to be something like an ADHD Border Collie on crack.
Pack: Amber Moor
Rank: Maiden
History: Vithali was born to a small pack that was still suffering from the hardships from the previous winter. Pups never should have been born that year, and yet a litter of two weak and small pups came into the world on a stormy spring morning. Both were females and the pack was extremely excited to have them. However, the second born female couldn’t seem to make it past her third day and died. The first pup though seemed to have the will and determination to pull through.
As the only pup to the Beta pair of the pack, Vithali was given affection from everyone in the pack, though the alpha male never seemed very happy with her. She showed promise of a grand hunter though, and with her obvious energy and willingness to work, the best hunters of the pack offered to take the bouncing ball of fur under their wing, show her the ropes, and make something out of her. From day one, they knew that there was going to be problems. Not only could the yearling not focus for more than a few minutes, she also could keep quiet and instead of observing how hunting was done, she continuously asked questions.
On day five, most had given up on her. All but one, a dark, grizzly, aged male called Ash, had lost hope. Ash, however, saw her potential anyway and with a firm command, he took control of her by himself.
“Vithali, stop!” he would tell her when she seemed about to leap away. She sat down, perking her ears. “Now listen, I won’t repeat myself again,”
And she did listen. His curt and precise lessons taught her the fundamentals of survival and he gave her an outlet to reach her energy. He would make her race him, or take a patrol around their small territory, and take the time to spar with her so that she would remain focus when desperate times called for it. He had become her mentor and closest friend, surprising her pack mates with the training he had given her. And yet, he was old and that year, that winter came and took his soul with it, knocking Vithali into an unstable world.
Uncertain on how to deal with his death, she seemed unable to focus as she had done before and wasn’t able to listen as well to her new teachers as she had been able to listen to him. Her alpha, finally tired of having to discipline her for frequently for the problems she was causing in the pack, told her that he thought it might be best if she became a loner and put her curiosity elsewhere. Vithali knew the tone that was in his voice and though she was frightened of being without a pack, she knew that perhaps he was right and the pack would be better off without her. Wanting only to make them happy, she left.
But she was determined not to stay loner for long; it just simply wasn’t as much fun.
