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 Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 7:18 am
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 7:20 am
  Torrent Shifter // mato.pe linkShe is the tempest that blows in the wrong direction, tearing heavy-laden clouds to pieces. She is the vine that winds its way around thick trunks, dragging rooted trees from the earth. She is the flame that writhes in the fire's pit, breaching walls to leave ash in its wake. She is the stone that shifts the torrent's path. __________________________________________________________ Personality Torrent is definitely a doe in charge of her own destiny. She seeks to bring order to chaos, and exercise control around the world around her -- even when the world isn't interested in her help. The world is a mess and she just needs to...fix it. Relationships Breeding InfoTorrent shifter is a go-getter, an active doe who knows what she wants and hunts it down. If she's going to mate, it's in the hopes of having babies -- so this would be a more deliberate breeding with a goal, damnit. She'd look best with either yellows or cool colors, I believe. If you want plot, she could brazenly approach your boy to ask him to be the father of some kiddos. She might stay in touch with the babies. __________________________________________________________ Pets and Familiars None.
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 7:22 am
  Anger is a Cage // mato.pe linkIt is not a conventional cage that locks him in place; it is not a wall, not woven reeds, not old stone sealed by a tumble behind. It in a sea of gnats, each one a whisper of an angry word that stings against his flanks, his cheeks, his limbs, and drives him back down to the earth. They will not let him move out. They lock him away from the world. And they sink into his mind, driving his own temper steadily upward... __________________________________________________________ Personality Anger is anger. He is barely contained fury. He is a buck with emotional problems because he has trouble swallowing his pride, and he is petrified of wide open spaces. Relationships Breeding InfoAnger is angry. And agoraphobic. And lonely. And he only likes blondes. If you want plot, be a blonde. And note: the wings won't pass on. __________________________________________________________ Pets and Familiars - male - male
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 7:33 am
__________________________________________________________ Personality Branch-Borne goes with the flow; he doesn't try to make his life turn in any direction, has no plans or goals, he just lets the wind blow him along. He is serene and easy to get along with. __________________________________________________________ Pets and Familiars None.
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 7:38 am
__________________________________________________________ Personality Lambent Dust is an intelligent, perceptive buck, with eyes that see just about everything that happens around around him. He doesn't talk a lot, gets easily lost in thought, but he looks a lot, and is willing to share what he's seen with anyone who asks. __________________________________________________________ Pets and Familiars None.
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 7:39 am
Her neck is a long, slender column, her head swaying almost limply in the breeze. As the sun rises, her eyes open: slowly, she lifts her chin, blinking into the light, all of her sighing and leaning into the warmth. The morning sunshine washes over her, and under its tender care she thrives -- her color only waning as noon passes and the shadows begin to lengthen. Night comes creeping up, the golden halo of sun dipping below the horizon, and her head has already begun to droop, eyes falling closed. As the last light dies, so does she. __________________________________________________________ Personality She burns hot and fast: all passions and high emotions and too much energy until she runs out. __________________________________________________________ Pets and Familiars None.
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 7:40 am
Wet behind the Ears [Greenhorn] // mato.pe link Clean behind your ears. __________________________________________________________ Personality Naive and bubbly, greenhorn will believe just about anything you say and spout it as the absolute truth to everyone she meets. __________________________________________________________ Pets and Familiars None.
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 7:41 am
Wandering Bluff [Drifter] // mato.pe link His dream is weeks, months, years in the making, as the logic of dreams will dictate. It is a study in repetition, the same scene played out over and over again. He wakes at dawn, with the heat of a high-summer sun beating down on him, the feel of it like a hand against his flank, driving him out of his cool night's protection. His path is winding and rocky, hooves clattering against loose stones, strong legs weakening as he works to crest the rise.
Beneath him, the earth falls away, a straight drop down, far enough to kill him ten times over. He is able to look out over the swamp, over the plains, over the desert or perhaps even the snowy tundra. He can see shapes below, moving about their business, too far too reach.
He backs up slowly, the movements heavy, unable to help himself, and takes three running steps that turn to a leap off the edge of the bluff —
Only to land on solid ground as it shifts under him, rising to meet his feet.
And slowly, inch by inch, foot by foot, the scenery changes...__________________________________________________________ Personality Wandering Bluff is basically a craggy sheriff, sharp-eyed and, while not cruel, very rough around the edges. He takes the law into his own hands, as the equivalent of a self-appointed police officer. He is strong and heavy-footed and very still. __________________________________________________________ Pets and Familiars None.
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 7:43 am
Lizard's Tail // mato.pe link She is split in half, two pieces that wriggle and writhe in contrast with another, without rhythm or intent. Each half moves in a different directions, each strives toward a different goal — and as they get closer, each slowly sprouts anew, regrowing its missing half the way a lizard does its tail. __________________________________________________________ Personality Lizard's tail is somewhat detached, low-emotion, able to compartmentalize to an almost unhealthy degree. She can ignore things that are bothering her and, more or less, forget kin who aren't of interest to her. What bonds she forms are strong, but rarely does she form them. __________________________________________________________ Pets and Familiars None.
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 7:43 am
Surefire // mato.pe link She sets the snares, and she plots the path -- she maps the targets, and she does the math. Their prey below and she watches through the branches. The trap is laid and they conspire: it's a surefire. __________________________________________________________ Personality She's a plotter. __________________________________________________________ Pets and Familiars None.
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 7:44 am
Cut Bait // mato.pe link "Fish or cut bait."__________________________________________________________ Personality She lures you in and then sets you free. A heartbreaker. __________________________________________________________ Pets and Familiars None.
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 7:46 am
'Cause // mato.pe link"Why the hell did you do that?" He doesn't answer. He just grins. __________________________________________________________ Personality 'Cause is self-centered, flighty, and only so-so when it comes to intelligence. He is the center of the universe and he does what he wants. He has a tendency to pull 'pranks' which are actually just...kind of mean. __________________________________________________________ Pets and Familiars [female] [male]
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 7:46 am
rehomed sept 16 North Star // mato.pe link Lost in the woods and knee-deep in snow, she doesn't know where she came from nor where she's going -- but a single star in the north sky drags her forward like a leash, ploughing onward and onward and she has complete faith that it will lead her somewhere important. __________________________________________________________ Personality There is an ache in North Star's heart that she would like desperately to fill with purpose -- something special that she just knows she's meant to do, if only she could figure out what it was. It often drags her toward the north, like her namesake. She would love to explore the mountains... __________________________________________________________ Pets and Familiars None.
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 7:48 am
Soft Edges // mato.pe link She wakes from a dream that she can't quite remember, that's all crisp lines and clear shapes and kin and comfort and She wakes from a dream that she can't quite remember, that's all blurry streaks of light and soft laughing sounds in the distance and She wakes from a dream that she can't quite remember, that's all jolts of black and white, shapes that stripe across her vision and She wakes from a dream that she can't quite remember, that's all bright colors and dancing symbols and unfamiliar smells and She wakes from a dream that she can't quite remember, that's all weirdly familiar and seems too real to her and And she's not sure if it was a dream. __________________________________________________________ Personality Soft edges is halfway to blind, and it makes her hesitant -- and independent. __________________________________________________________ Pets and Familiars - male
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 7:49 am
Lost Sounds // mato.pe link It's a familiar song that hums, in the distance, just at the edge of hearing: it's a song she recognizes but can't quite remember, a song she can almost sing along to, can almost remember the words to -- but not quite. She is haunted by her inability to remember, at first, but this haunted feeling slowly swells to frustration, to anger, to determination, and she turns toward the sound, wading into the muck, to search for the source. __________________________________________________________ Personality Lost Sounds is wide-eyed and a bit wild, a bit paranoid, certain that there is trouble all around her. Sometimes she hears things that aren't there, or sees ghost shapes in the darkness. Sometimes she is completely lucid. It depends on the day. __________________________________________________________ Pets and Familiars None!
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