Post by Moonieth [<33] on Nov 28, 2006 17:12:04 GMT -5
Name; Moonieth
Age; 2 1/2
Gender; Female
Appearance; Picture ;]
Personality; Being quiet, very nervous, she doesn't get around much. Staying a loner for as long as she could has been her main task. It's been getting harder though, no matter how determined she is, it's just getting harder. She can fight okay, but its not her strong point. Hunting is one of the better tasks she can accomplish. She has a few scars here and there, nothing major, just because she can't fight all to well and gets hurt a bit more than others. She seems slightly graceful though, walking swiftly, seeming like she does have a little bit of confidence left in her. Her stride, it's still strong, and beautiful. Oddly enough, it does just seem, beutiful, in a slightly symbolic way. Being slightly agressive seems weird for a wolf that's not the best with fighting, but she is. That bad temper getting to her lately. Probably because she just feels so stressed. She can be caring, but you have to get to know her, which isn't easy and not many have tried. She does like to talk, but doesn't get around to it much, so she doesn't have the best speaking skills either.
Brief History; No big drama story, just normal. She grew up for a year with her loving parents in a strong pack. But, for some reason, she felt that when she was old enough she needed to leave. Kind of spread her wings and find a home she could call her own. So, she did. As soon as she could she said goodbye to everyone and left. And for a while, actually three years, she stayed strong and determined. She'd been attacked a few times, but obviously lived through it with a few marks. She was hunting, and eating well. But, whenever she found a pack, they always found a problem. The fact she couldn't fight well, probably becuase she was never properly trained. Or that she seemed to small, too young maybe. Except, she was just small. Sort of like the runt of the litter. She wasn't sick though, or slowly dying. Just small. And slowly, she just became more and more discouraged and wanted to give up. But, she was a determined wolf, and giving up wasn't exactly an option to her. She still had her strong stride, and look of confidence, but that defiant look in her eyes was dying. Like on the inside she really was giving up, but she had on this mask.
Misc; Nothing.