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 Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 9:59 am
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Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 10:13 am
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Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 10:14 am
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Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 10:15 am
  ⇢ Ｔｅｍｐｅｒ:Carnal⇢ Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ:Vanrui, in all essence, was a father's girl. She took after the wolf portion
of the family with strong bonds toward them. She often felt the need to run
and hunt and play, though would hold herself back. She wanted to be refined
for her mother, and help take after that side as well. Whatever she decides to
do, she does it to her fullest. She puts her heart and soul into everything she
does, refusing to show herself as a weak or low. She is a very head strong
female, wanting to prove herself to be the best of the best when it comes to
living within the Flock. Due to how she appears, she doesn't show herself to
be Flock. She's very wolf like, with the feathers of her mother on her flank.
But aside from that, she was unable to climb the trees at her Sisters did, and
due to that, she felt as though she had to prove herself.
She's very passionate in all that she does. And because of that, she shows
just how strong she is. Vanrui isn't a sweet mare. She tells it how it is and
shows just how strong she is. She doesn't like the thought of people forcing
her to be pick between her love of hunting and her distaste of sitting still. She
likes to always be in motion, unless she needs to rest. If she has to pause
and take a minute to herself, she will. If she needs to go out of her way
to make her voice heard, so be it. Vanrui doesn't roll over and show her belly
to anyone; and it will be a cold day in hell when she actually does.
Despite not being able to raise her children as she willed, Vanrui is certain
that she will, eventually, be a great mother. She has the natural instinct to
take care of those around her, and wishes to prove it to those around her.
She isn't interested in children that are not related to her in some way, finding
them to be a bother rather than someone to coddle. She's opposite her mother
in that way.█████ ████████ ███ ███████████ ⇢ Ｑｕｉｒｋｓ:⊱ Vanrui only holds still when sleeping. Otherwise she is moving in some way.
⊱ She growls when irritated, much like her father.⇢ Ｆｅａｒｓ:☠ Rejection.⇢ Ｌｉｋｅｓ:♥ Hunting.
♥ Running int he moonlight.
♥ Spending time with her mother.⇢ Ｄｉｓｌｉｋｅｓ:✖ Betrayal.
✖ The weak at heart.
✖ Feline creatures.█████ ████████ ███ ███████████ ⇢ Ｓｋｉｌｌｓ:❣ Hunting and tracking.
❣ Stamina is through the roof.
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Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 10:19 am
  Honovi and Vanwyn were deeply in love. They did all they could, caring and
taking care of each other. It wasn't until one moon, when they mated under
the stars, that it ended up being the best gift of all for the two parents. They
developed to the point that Vanwyn was pregnant with three foals. Three
beautiful foals that would make her life more than she could ever explain. She
had her foals too soon for her liking, and was marveled by the little gifts that
the great Mother gave her. She adored upon each one, before tucking them
away into the safety of her nest until they were ready to develop past their
slumbers.█████ ████████ ███ ███████████ Vanrui was the youngest of the three children. She was the one that most
closely resembled her father, and in that, took to him like glue. As a young
child, she was hyper and happy, learning how she could. She enjoyed
running around and hunting small game with Honovi while teasing her sister
about her clumsy claws. Where Vanetette wasn't swift on her feet, Vanrui could
take turns on a coin and run as fast as she could. She was deemed to be
blessed with the form of a wolf, and started her training very quickly in
hunting and guarding those around her. █████ ████████ ███ ███████████ Vanrui grew up strong and fast. She often went out with Honovi in order to
assist in hunting and learn from him. Along with her father, she was able
to learn from wolf familiars, talking to them and spending time with them as
she hunted and brought back large game for the Flock to feed on. She was
quickly becoming a skilled huntress, able to take down prey bigger than
she was with little effort. She was deemed by some as "Spirit-touched"; saying
that the wolves touched her and gave her the ability to take down anyone
that dared step in her path. For that, she enjoyed it thoroughly, and started
to hunt more than she should; lining her "den" with furs of her marks.
And then came the night that her sister disappeared. Shocked, Vanrui went in
search of Vanetette, to be met with nothing. She was appalled and uncertain,
and returned home with no news to give her grieving mother. She eventually
let it slide, cursing her sister under her breath until she was approached by
her brother. Mikasi spoke of dreams of being out of this place; dreams off
meeting others besides the sisters. Not wanting him to be hunted down and
killed upon leaving the Flock, Vanrui escorted him out, and let him free without
talking to anyone else about it. When she returned, it was to her mother's
frantic eyes, and her fathers missing form. Not realizing what she had just
done, Vanrui realized that she had made a grave mistake, and felt the guilt
heavy on her shoulders. She tried hard to assist her mother's healing, only
to be rejected and pushed aside like bones from a kill.
She tried her hardest to help her mother, but only ended up being pained and
cast aside. Eventually, she left the Flock on a hunt, wanting to clear her head
and finding that as the only way too. Instead of clearing her head, she became
more confused. She ran into a stallion named Naberius, who she connected
to on a level she didn't understand. He challenged her and made her want to
drive to do better. Because of that, she stayed gone for a few days, and ended
up with foal. When she returned, they were able to finally call her mother down
from the nest, and calm her. She started to heal, but Vanrui soon realized
that she was pregnant, and was scared. She fled from the Flock, claiming
she was going on a hunt for some rare bison she had heard of wandering near
the Flock, and sought out Naberius once more. She stayed with him until
she finally gave birth, before fleeing once again, scared to have three small
creatures so dependent on her.
As it turned out, she spent days pacing in the Flock, worried about her children.
She often huffed at people and acted oddly, and even her mother questioned
what was wrong with her. She ended up leaving once again, hunting down
her children and the stallion she had mated with. She talked to them for
hours, explaining her home land and what she wanted for them, and that
she would allow them to pick if they wished to stay with Naberius or come
back to the Flock with her. At the end, only one came back with her, her
youngest named Inugami. She cared for the young wolf, teaching her the
ways of the Flock, until she was grown.
█████ ████████ ███ ███████████ ｡ Settling into the Flock once more; caring for her mother.
｡ Training once more on how to hunt with the Flock and not alone.
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Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 10:20 am
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Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 10:24 am
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Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 10:24 am
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Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 10:25 am
⇢ Ｔｅｍｐｅｒ:Aggressive Protector⇢ Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ:Not much is known about Tigrinus. Many people just see him in a flash of
blurred green/silver, and a rush of water. Very few get to actually talk to the
silent stallion of the deep. If you do happen to get him to stay still for a few
moments time, he won't do much but stare and watch the creatures around
him. When he does speak, it is in very few words, and spoken rather slowly;
so that those that he speaks to actually listen to him, rather than believing
they are listening. He is a firm believer of "You have to listen, not hear."
Tigrinus is a wise stallion, with few words, and no one has every argued with
the words he has spoken to them.
When in a fight, this stallion risks everything to protect any creature that
needs him. Think of him as the "Dark Knight of the Deep". If he sees
someone in trouble, even if they are on the surface, he will do everything in
his power to stop them. That once involved him dragging himself onto the
surface and thrashing with a meat eater in order to save a foal who had
gotten it's hoof caught in the sand. As soon as the danger is gone, he leaves
those to live their lives in peace once more. Tigrinus spends most of his time
traveling the channels and rivers, before going back to the sea, where he has
made his home.
Foals are a soft spot for this protector. If he finds one that is on their own,
with no family or guardian around, he will take them under his fin, and ensure
that they know how to care for themselves. He has raised several small
Seathi until he knew that they were ready to be on their own. He is still quiet
when it comes to raising foals, often times explaining to them to follow and
learn by watching, and doing. Nothing can be learned by being told. To
survive, one must try. And if they fail, they must try again. As soon as the
child is ready to be on their own, Tigrinus will leave them in the middle of the
night, and usually never be heard from again.█████ ████████ ███ ███████████⇢ Ｑｕｉｒｋｓ:⊱ He is blind in his left eye, so when he tilts his head to the right, he is looking
at you. If his head is turned toward the left, he is ignoring you completely.
⊱ He flicks his tail when he is very irritated.
⊱ When he's dismissing someone, he generally clicks his tongue, and turns
his back on them.⇢ Ｆｅａｒｓ:☠ Being unable to save someone who needs him.
☠ Nightmares that plague him from his foal-hood. ⇢ Ｌｉｋｅｓ:♥ Fighting.
♥ Watching foals playing.
♥ Music; specifically those sung by others.
♥ Peace.⇢ Ｄｉｓｌｉｋｅｓ:✖ Bullies, thieves, most that would cause problems.
✖ Thunderstorms.
✖ Feeling weak/being unable to fight.█████ ████████ ███ ███████████⇢ Ｓｋｉｌｌｓ:❣ He is a skilled fighter, both with his hooves and his tail.
❣ Scavenging is something that he is rather good at, even from grabbing
grasses from the beaches closest to the water.
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Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 10:26 am
Just East of the jungle, in the depths of the water that was a mystery to most
all of the landwalkers, lived a couple. The father, a large Mer, with long black
hair and slick grey skin. The mother was a fair creature, a soft green with
stripes running along her form. They were quite happy, living amongst the
sea creatures who aided them in their happy life. Dolphins and jellyfish, little
turtles and fish. Occasionally they would have a visitor in the form of another
Mer or a Seathi, and rarely a Kelpi. But the couple was too happily in bliss
to care.
The mare was pregnant. She had been for some time; and soon enough a
baby would come from her. One bright morning, the baby was ready. After
hours of pain and pushing, the foal emerged, fumbling around the water and
trying to figure out how to swim. His father came to his aid, supporting him
while the mare caught her breath. He was a perfect match between the two
adults. Grey skinned, with green accents and stripes, and short black hair.
They named him Tigrinus; a strong, sturdy name, in hopes that their baby
boy would be just as strong.█████ ████████ ███ ███████████And strong he did grow. He was becoming a large Mer child quickly.
Swimming and hunting small fish for food came naturally to the child. He
learned what species could be eaten and what couldn't, as well as who were
friends and who were enemies. One day, he was taken up the river, and to a
herd that, as his father described, were "Nagas"; special Kelpi that were rare
now, amongst the world. Though Tigrinus was scared and mostly hid behind
one of his parents, he enjoyed the time up in the rivers. He played with a few
other children, before they went back down the river and to their home.
Not but a few months after his birth, a storm hit. His father had said it was
the worst storm in his long life. They had been out swimming when the water
began to churn. It was too strong for the baby, and Tigrinus was wretched
away from his parents, and taken on a current far away. By the time he woke
up from the storm thrashing him around, and being exhausted from trying to
fight the current, he was in unfamiliar grounds. Everything looked different,
and everything confused him. He panicked. He looked for his parents. He
cried, and screamed.
Days passed, and he finally realized he was alone. Tigrinus bucked up, as
his father had told him to do several times when he was upset, and went
hunting. He had to re-learn the fish in this area; since they looked different
than the ones that he grew up with. As the days passed, he slowly began to
grow and learn more and more. As he was growing, he watched as the bigger
creatures seemed to pick on the smaller ones. He observed Kelphi and Mers
attacking Seathi, and kicking them to the mud on the floor of the waters.
One day, Tigrinus couldn't watch it any longer. He surged forward, and
attacked the Kelpi that was picking on one of their smaller brethren. It
didn't end well. Tigrinus ended up bruised and battered, but the Kelpi no
longer bothered with the Seathi, and left soon after.
It was then that Tigrinus realized that he had to do something about the
bullies in the world. He began to train himself to protect the weak, so that
they wouldn't be harmed.█████ ████████ ███ ███████████Tigrinus gained his adulthood early in his life. He despised bullies, and those
that prayed on the weak. That being said, he trained himself, and fought off
anyone who dared to threaten those around him. For years he attacked and
fended off larger creatures from harming those who couldn't save themselves.
On the waves, he heard rumor of a large alligator near the jungles. This
creature was killing off others, specifically foals and Seathi. Angered by the
thought, Tigrinus traveled for many days until he reached the jungle coast. He
asked around, and did some research, before finding the waters in which the
creature swam. It took him but a few moments to run into the alligator. They
exchanged words for barely a few moments, before the fight began. It was
bloody and painful. At one point, the alligator got him in the eye. He lost
half his vision that day. But the alligator lost its life. With the danger taken
care of, Tigrinus rested. When he woke up, the pelt of the alligator laid in
front of him; a gift from those that witnessed the fight. He fastened it along
his shoulders and neck, before leaving the creatures to their lives in the
waters.
Tigrinus grew after that moment. He realized that to save lives, he would have
to take them. He made his way around the waters, taking care of those who
couldn't take care of themselves. He gained many scars, and ended up with
a bone breastplate as well, after an incident when he was forced onto a rock
that pierced part of his chest. He took care of a few foals in his days as well,
finding that seeing them helpless as he was as a child was not something
to be lived with. He never once settled down, always traveling and seeking
out those that needed him. █████ ████████ ███ ███████████｡ Traveling the rivers and waterways, ensuring everyone is safe.
｡ Planning a visit to the "Naga" herd of his childhood.
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Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 10:27 am
  █████ ████████ ███ ███████████ Sharing the Waters [ Centioscolopendra Aeliania ]█████ ████████ ███ ███████████
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