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'So, wa's it gonna be?' Malis stood over the young foal, she had a vested interest in the colt, he'd demonstrated great skill will communing with the spirits from the off set. She was proud of every one of her children, though she doted on Sen'jin a great deal, however he never had a good aptitude for connecting with the spirit world, though he made up for it in others ways. Seeing her natural skills continue down the family, though jumping a generation, was something which pleased the proud elder and she didn't want to see it wasted. Mellowed in her older age she knew that forcing the colt to follow the path of a shaman wasn't the way to do it, plus the spirit quest was an important ritual, and one not even Malis could sway. She waited somewhat patiently though her eyes bore down upon Vol'jin.

Vol'jin felt his grandmothers eyes upon him and it was hard for him to stand his ground. Battle training with his father had hardened him, but even his father felt uneasy under his mothers gaze. He shuffled his hooves, edging slightly away from his grandmother, though not noticeably so to give her or his father reason to critique him on standing his ground. He raised his head and braved a look at his grandmother, his face was a mask and he gave little away, he turned to meet the eyes of his father and then flickered a pleading glance to his mother to help him out of this terrible pressured situation. He sighed, he knew his mother couldn't help him now, he refused to look back at the ground, he was stronger than that, instead he kept his gaze at it's present setting though focused on the gap halfway between his father and grandmother.

It wasn't that he didn't know deep in his heart what path he should choose, it was the fear of announcing it to his family. Something told him that his father would desire him to follow the way of a guardian, one of the most important roles within the Vitterfolk, protecting the other members of the family and herd, and also of course providing protection to their sister herd of WillowGlen. He had spend hours, days, weeks, training with his father, they had formed a strong bond and Vol'jin had enjoyed every minute of it, even in the hours he was bone tried and weary. It was the comradeship he relished amongst other things, but this path simply wasn't what lay resting deep in his heart. The one or two days training he'd spend under Tai'jin, Ewa and Atal, all of them teaching him subtly different areas of shamanism provided him fuel for his interest in the area, finally once Malis found time for him amongst her other responsibilities in her herd, and handed over from the other shaman's within the herd, she provided the igniting spark from his interest. He trained under Malis, though there was always some hidden secret Vol'jin felt she was holding back, some connection that couldn't be taught but one he had to learn for himself, and this was why he had to do this, to follow the path which his heart and his head was most motivated for.

He looked at this point at his father and grandmother, and slowly announced in a confident voice, 'Vol'jin knows de path he is to take, he has known for sometime now. I will walk de path of de Shaman, but first der are dings dat I need to explore for miself.' He looked at his father then, 'Fudda, I 'as enjoyed every moment trainin' wit' ya, but dis is what lies at de bottom of mi 'art, I must do dis, but I promise I will make ya proud.' He gave his father a nod and then turned to Malis, 'Ya be an inspiration to mi, but ya be 'oldin' secrets from mi, der are dings I need to know to progress, but I dink dis is a lesson in it's self, I must go alone to find dese answers now.' He gave his grandmother a toothy grin and finally turned to his mother. He walked over to Ysiel, he had his fathers height and build and even though not fully at adulthood he was a hand taller than his mother and thicker set. He stretched out his neck and nuzzled his mother tenderly, he whispered softly to her, 'Fudda 'as trained mi well, I know 'ow to look after miself, do not fear, I shall return to ya soon.' He pulled away from her and looked once again at his grandmother and father, 'I be leavin' 'ere tomorrow at first light, now I will preparin' and givin' offerings to da spirits.'

It was done, this would be the path he would journey down until he felt he had learnt the secrets needed to commune with the spirits with the skill he desired. There was excitement for what was to come, but Vol'jin knew it'd be hard work, and he'd not return the same.

Notes:
OMG, that was so fun Rping a character with such a strong accent. I used these sites as a good reference: [x] [x] Plus for your own amusement please try and imagine a British person sat at a computer attempting to sound out a Jamaican accent and trying to put it to words!

Soq I'd ideally like him to meet during his spirit quest: Members of Kamiki and Sabin's Shadow herd, Kamiki's Baron Samedi, Kalona's and any other Soquili who practice some form of voodoo/shamanistic rituals/beliefs and to visit the Voodoo herd; though it'd be cool if an agreement to be formed for him to be fostered out to their care for a period of time.

Name:
xxxxx techabyte
Soquili name:
xxxxx Zan'za
Tell me a little about their personality:
xxxxx { This is just basic personalities for them, their will be much, much more to the actual character. }
xxxxx Male: As a foal, Zan'za seems to be quite the energetic boy. He loves running around, and exploring all the areas around him that his parents allow. He finds out about the path of a Shaman at a rather young age, and finds it very interested. That being said, the young foal then tries several times, no matter what, to connect with the Spirits ( though is going about it the wrong way ). He is rarely angry or upset about anything in particular, though there have been times that something really infuriates him and he flips out. He's ashamed of his anger bursts, and works hard to fix the the temper that he has developed. He's a generally sweet Troll, with a love for all the others within his sight. He's been known to drop off random presents to those around him ( specifically Malis, as she is his idol ).

xxxxx A very wise stallion indeed. Zan'za has seemed to find a great fascination with the idea of becoming much like Malis in ways. That being said, becoming a Shaman. Due to his fascination as a foal, Zan'za has practiced and developed as much as he could in order to gain the respect of his grandmother and learn all that he could. He finds himself wanting nothing more than to learn everything he can about the history of the Vitterfolk, and as well as the WillowGlen herds. He wants to, eventually, be able to learn by Malis herself; though also knows that it could be some time before he will be able to reach that level ( also due to the fact that Malis has a lot on her plate right now ). He doesn't do much in the "fighting" area of the Trolls, having no real interest in it. He is generally a very happy stallion, though there are times where he seems all too serious. He was always very outgoing and enjoyable when it came to conversation between himself and anyone else. He's gotten a grasp on his anger issues that he developed, and no longer finds himself losing his temper easily.

xxxxx Temper: Knowledgeable

xxxxx Interests: Learning, Speaking with Malis, Shamanism, Going out on Adventures, Speaking to the WillowGlen members.

xxxxx Possible Future Jobs: Shaman ( top choice ), Scholar ( meaning he would learn the histories of both herds and try to teach others about them ); Or a combination of both.

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xxxxx Female: This little filly is rather adventurous and bold. She's been known to get into trouble, mostly by accident, and often time apologizes for it immediately after. Zan'za loves to follow her parents around to try and learn about fighting and patrolling the border, though often times ends up having to go home due to the dangers of the Walkers around. She can be grumpy and pouty at times, especially when she doesn't get her way. That being said, she's still a happy little filly. After finding out, due to being mischievous and eavesdropping, about being given to a Walker while still sleeping in her basket, she found out that she was angrier than she thought, and in that, developed a strong feel for revenge. Though she hides it easily from the other Trolls, she swore to one day take down the person who gave her to a Walker in order to save their own life.

xxxxx A very secluded mare, Zan'za pushes most of her time into becoming the strongest Troll possible. She is very determined, and spends a majority of her day learning the ways of fighting, or trying to get along side her parents so that she can help them patrol, if they allow it. When it comes to talking to others, she isn't quite sure what to say half the time, and seems somewhat stand-off-ish. Though at the same time, if she grows comfortable with them, she could be quite the chatter box. She likes to keep her life very private, and doesn't easily trust others. Her itch for revenge causes her to be even more untrusting, even of some of the Trolls within the Vitterfolk. Due to this she only trusts who she knows for a fact her parents trust, and of course who her grandmother trusts. If she finds someone intriguing, she is bound to try and talk them into doing something to prove their worthy. It has been known that she would often times test someone's ability to be trusted by engaging them in a brawl.

xxxxx Temper: Critical

xxxxx Interests: Brawling, Training, Learning from her Parents, Exploring the Outer Areas, Hunting, Watching Harpies

xxxxx Possible Future Jobs: Patrol Troll, Warrior

How many Soquili do you have now?
xxxxx Fully Own: Twenty-Three { Uhra, Yazoo, Morkin, Conleth, Bellezza, Quetzalcoatl, Damian, Israfel, Vanwyn, Kuma Pau'a, As Sa'd al Matar, Dragoona, Acacia, Electro Nilla, Tecciztecatl, Xolotlcoatl, Yiska, Hunahpu, Berceuse Chopin Amachi, Feiurce, Naja Pallida, Vanrui, Tigrinus }
xxxxx Co-Own: Fourteen { Kain, Windsor, Corrigan, Anchor, Vidoun, Mirat, Aqua, Eidolon Ossa, Chloroform, April Showers, Corvus Mortuus, Phosgene, Voodoo, Eton }
Why would you like one of the troll family?
xxxxx For the longest time I have admired the Trolls ( mostly cause they had dreadlocks! ). But after a while, I started to learn about them, and got a member of the WillowGlen ( Acacia ). After getting him, I found that I wanted to be able to get a Troll someday; in any way I could. So here I am, trying. Mostly my want to join has to do with the excessive plot. It's so diverse and long and amazing. I want to see just what will be happening within it, and, to be honest, have a part of it.
If you had a Bokbok, what would you call it?
xxxxx Chicken~ I would call it Sir Fluffles.
Do you play WoW?
xxxxx Sadly, no, I can't afford to pay for it. That, and my poor laptop so wouldn't be able to handle it.
Any ideas for helping the plot along?
xxxxx I generally like discussing plots as they go, but if you ever need anything that could involve Harpies, I have several that could help with the plots to progress!
xxxxx Oh! I have some ideas; but I'm not spilling them~ They are secret. Shhh.
Do you like RPing?
xxxxx Very, very much so.
Traditionally the Vitterfolk trolls mate for life (or at least with the same partner) are you ok with this?
xxxxx Generally I try not to fling my Soquili, unless it goes with a very heavy plot; so yes, I'm game.

1: What is interesting about the Vitterfolk and WillowGlen herds.
xxxxx - Not sure if this was supposed to be a personal question, or if it was something that we are supposed to locate. But, personally, I love how the two herds are connected. The Vitterfolk seem to be a herd of protection and almost a close-minded style. They, from what I have gathered, are a herd who keep the family close, but that is all. That being said, they are also the sister herd of the WillowGlen, which seems to be the herd that accepts any and all within their lands.
2: How did Ysiel catch Sen'jin's eye?
xxxxx - At first, Sen'jin felt as though Ysiel would not be approved by Malis ( after all the leader of the Vitterfolk didn't let just anyone into her herd ). After an attack by a Kalona, Ysiel proved her strength, and Sen'jin decided to court the mare.
3: Who is the main villain against the Vitterfolk.
xxxxx - Solemn, Nekali, I'mani - The IceClaw Clan
4: Where does Ysiel's name come from?
xxxxx - An NPC in a WoW quest; As the Crow Flies.
5: What is the main tradition that the Vitterfolk celebrate at least once in their life?
xxxxx - As a foal, they go in spirit quests, where they are left on their own ( with an adult near by to ensure they aren't terribly harmed ). Those that stay close to the Vitterfolk get a spirit name given to them by Malis. When lifemated, the name is shared.
6: Many of the trolls have a familiar, what is Sen'jin's?
xxxxx - A tusked blue bat named Voodoo.
7: WoW Malis is a Zandalari. What part of the current storyline in Azeroth does her tribe have?
xxxxx- The Zandalari were content with their lives for several years. But after witnessing several harmful events, mostly that of the destruction of the Troll Race, they decided to establish themselves as a sovereign power. They suddenly had an interest in a mysterious prophet called only "Zul". He convinced the Zandalari that at this time, might is hte only way to recover true troll culter and return the troll civilization to greatness. Not much is known about Zul yet, but the fact that the Zandalari are following a mysterious prophet is disturbing. What is worse is that the Zandalari seem to be in favor of the idea of war, when they have always avoided it. They resurected the Thunder King, and now fight along side him, against the Alliance and the Horde.
8: Who decided the baskets would make good 'walker-fodder?
xxxxx - I'mani is the attacker of the trolls, specifically Tuuli. Tuuli, in order to save her own life, gives up the baskets so that she won't die.
9: Tell me a little bit about Ysätters-Kajsa.
xxxxx - A wind-troll that people believed in, generally in the Swedish province of Närke. She was a happy and playful troll, instead of a dark and gloomy one.
10: Malis is in charge with teaching the foals about the spirits, who is in charge of protecting them?
xxxxx - Sen'jin and Ysiel, they are the protectors of the herd and the boarders.
11: What is the current raid called in WoW?
xxxxx - Patch 5.2: The Thunder King Now Lives.
xxxxx - Throne of Thunder
12: Who is Voodoo and what do you think about his plan?
xxxxx - Voodoo is an old childhood friend of Malis'. He is in love with her, and currently wandering around while searching for her. He is trying to prove himself worthy to be her mate, and in his mind, already thinks that he is her mate and she is madly in love with him. As for what I think, it's really amusing. I find him to be an interesting character, and can't wait to see what he will be doing in the plot to come.

Section Two.Two - The Second Set. { I decided to answer all the questions, so that I can learn more about the Vitterfolk and WillowGlen, and all the people within these worlds }

xxxxx [ I’m combining both the prompts. :3 And playing Zan’za as a male in this one. ]

xxxxx Zan’za blinked up at his mother and father. They were going to go talk to Malis about something very important, and he was told to ensure his sisters stayed perfectly safe. Tilting his head lightly, he smiled and nodded to the two older Soquili. They gave all their children a gentle nuzzle, before moving away. The colt looked at his siblings, smiling toward them, before he dashed over and began to play; tag, hide and seek, and even some small fighting matches. He loved playing with his siblings, because he loved his sisters! Why not, right?

xxxxx As he played, he grew tired. Zan’za paused as he panted. He smiled at them, letting out a carefree laugh before shaking his head some. His eyes flickered, and he could see Malis not far off, talking with Ysiel and Sen. Blinking, he tilted his head, and watched them for several minutes, before smiling brightly. He loved his grandmother, idolized her. She was amazing. Strong, and sturdy, and so in tune with the spirits! It honestly made him somewhat jealous. He wanted to speak to them too! He wanted to be a great shaman like his grandmother!

xxxxx Nodding his head, he started to trot over toward the three adults, his head held high, tail giving a slight tail flick of pride and, honestly, a sort of cockiness.

xxxxx And then it happened all at once. A loud noise from the West. He stopped, his ears perking up. Zan’za stared to the side as several of the older Trolls moved forward, advancing on his parents and Malis. There was a flurry of talking, which Zan’za didn’t hear, before his parents nodded and started off in the direction the other adults had come from. He started to advance to follow, but Malis interjected, dropping her head to smile at the small colt, before nudging him back toward his siblings.

xxxxx ”No’ you lil’one. You and your siblings be stayin’ within the inner glen. Stayin’ safe. No one leaves.” Malis stated, her voice holding a firm edge.

xxxxx ”Aye, Grandma. We will stay put. Promise!” Zan’za stated, nodding his head happily toward his grandmother.

xxxxx Malis smiled at them, though it was off. Not a true smile that he knew his grandmother to have. She gave them each a quick look over, nodded, and then was off to find out what was going on. Zan’za shifted slightly watching as the adults seemed to leave them be in the inner glen. He could see another Troll patrolling around, ensuring nothing got close to the inner glen; ensuring the safety of the foals. Zan’za blinked at the older one, before turning his attention back to his sisters. Both seemed to be rather calm at the moment, and it made him feel more at ease.

xxxxx Shifting forward, Zan’za lowered his head to sniff at some of the grass at his hooves. He flicked his tail lightly, before lifting his ears upward. He shifted a bit and glanced around, his body going completely still. Did he just hear something? Frowning, he shook his head, before looking back to his siblings. They were at attention as well. His body shifted over to his siblings, smiling to try and comfort the two, before his eyes drifted to the patrol troll, who didn’t seem to hear anything at all.

xxxxx But after a few quiet moments, there was another noise. His head turned quickly, red eyes locking on the forest near the inner glen. He frowned some, uneasiness settling into his system. He heard one of his sisters let out a small whimper of, what he could assume to be, fear. Glancing toward her, he tried to smile and comfort them, but the movement only seemed to make the two girls a little more uneasy.

xxxxx ”Wha’ was tha’?” The older sister asked, looking around.

xxxxx ”I… I dunno. Should we look?”

xxxxx Zan’za blinked at them, listening to them bicker about who should go look. The entire time, there was a low noise coming from the forest, a noise that put his fur on end. The colt had heard several stories about a cursed Skinwalker by the name of Solemn. He was a ‘Walker that had been attacking the Vitterfolk and WillowGlen for quite some time. Zan’za had learned this rather quickly, due to the stories he heard from a rather large amount of Trolls. Shaking his head, he drew his attention back to his sisters.

xxxxx ”So ‘s decided. Zan’za will go and look.”

xxxxx ”Wai.. Wha’?” Zan’za said, rather shocked.

xxxxx Apparently as he had been thinking, the two sisters had decided to shove Zan’za forward to go and investigate. Gulping, he glanced toward the woods, before back at his siblings. Really? They were going to shove him into the growling trees? He felt a tremble shudder through his body, before he started forward slowly, head ducked down as he moved. After a few quiet steps, there was another growl, and then, suddenly, a rustling of leaves.

xxxxx Zan’za jumped and scrambled back a few steps. His sisters did the same, still hiding behind Zan’za. He glanced back at them, before looking forward. There was one more growl, in which the colt squeezed his eyes closed, and braced himself for something to happen; something painful. What he got was indeed painful. Both his sisters squealed. The sound made his eyes snap open.

xxxxx Not far from him was a small creature. A bobcat. It’s sandy coat was somewhat dirty, and it’s body looked tired. He let out a loud growl again, and took a few more steps forward. Zan’za smiled at it, before all three of the foals moved forward to investigate the bobcat. They started to play with it, enjoying the bobcat together. Playing with it was amazingly fun! Zan’za grinned and named him Vulzal, which he vowed to take care of keep by his side.

xxxxx By the time Sen and Ysiel came back, all three foals, and the little bobcat were laying in a small pile. The two parents glanced at each other, before smiling and decided to settle down there as well for the night, instead of waking the kids to move them back into their usual sleeping spots. Zan’za woke up for a few moments, before flopping his head back onto Sen’s flank. The family slept easily together, though the noises in the woods weren’t all too safe.

xxxxx [ I’m combining both the prompts. :3 And playing Zan’za as a girl in this one. ]

xxxxx The day was mostly uneventful. Honestly, Zan’za wasn’t sure what to do. She wandered around for several hours, exploring around the herd lands. She was curious, and honestly, uncertain about what was going on in their world. She tried to follow her father out on a border patrol, but was told to stay put. Pouting, Zan’za sulked away from the location her father was wandering, and started to look around and poke her nose through random bushes in the glen. She paused after a moment, ears perking up. She thought she heard something.

xxxxx Trotting forward, she started to sneak, her tail giving a small swish as she peeked out through some of the branches of a bush. On the other side was Malis, talking with her parents. Zan’za’s head tilted quietly to the side as she tried to figure out what it was they were saying. She listened for several minutes, before frowning, her eyes widening somewhat as she took a half step back. What she heard startled her more than anything she had ever known before.

xxxxx From listening to the conversation between the three older Soquili, she found herself filled with a rather large amount of emotion. At first it was shock, but rage started to settle into the heart. A frown formed on her features as she backed away, and slowly walked away from the three. She learned something about before she had escaped that wicker basket that was her home for several weeks. Apparently, one of the fellow Troll’s had kidnapped the baskets to give to a Skinwalker. Though she didn’t know about it, or remember it, she felt upset, and, to be honest, filled with a rage that made her see spots.

xxxxx She spent the remainder of the day glaring at the grass and kicking rocks, thinking about what she had overheard. She couldn’t believe it. She didn’t blame her parents, it wasn’t their fault. She wanted to know just who it was that had given her to a Skinwalker! A small growl shifted out of her throat as she kicked another rock. She wanted to get back at that Troll! It wasn’t fair. They were just babies! How was it that the Troll could just give up a bunch of baby family members and shove them into the waiting claws of a Skinwalker.

xxxxx It was then that she decided that she was going to get back at that Troll! She was going to do whatever it was she could, in her Troll power, to be strong and show just what a mistake that other Troll made. Zan’za shook her head, huffing lightly before nibbling at the grass at her hooves. A noise spread out through the Vitterfolk herd. Lifting her head, ears swiveling, she stared around curiously, before feeling a nudge at her flank. Her mother stared down at her, nudging her again, coaxing her forward, and toward the inner glen. Confused, she moved forward quickly and joined her sister and brother within the inner glen, standing beside them with the same confused look.

xxxxx There was a moment of panic, before Ysiel informed them to stay put, and ran off to go and look for Sen.

xxxxx Stay put? As if! Zan’za whined lightly as she watched her parents wander off from their location. They were instructed to stay put, and she didn’t like it one bit. Zan’za already felt herself with the will to fight in her blood. She was still angry about what she had overheard earlier in the day. She sighed, shaking out her mane and huffed lightly as she paced back and forth. She leaned her head down to sniff slightly at the grass at her hooves, huffing a bit as she once more paced back and forth. What could she do though? She respected her parents, and knew that if there was danger, she needed to obey with what her parents informed her.

xxxxx They had always been told about Skinwalkers, and she had heard about them even more so a little while ago. To avoid them and not ever get close. They were dangerous, and a particular one was even more so. They didn’t give the foals much information ( especially not names ), but Zan’za knew that she wouldn’t be able to press them for information. She sighed out a huff, before looking around. This was boring! She wanted to go out and explore, and to find something. Anything… She didn’t want to stay put! She didn’t like it one bit.

xxxxx Glancing around, she frowned. What was that? Her ears perked up, and she paced slowly, tail giving a slight flick. There was some noise… and she wasn’t sure what it was. Glancing around, she moved toward the edge of the inner glen, ears perked toward the skies. It took her several moments before she heard the noise again, and it made her jump, before taking a few steps back to stare off at the woods nearby. What was that noise?

xxxxx ”Zan’za… wha' is tha'?”

xxxxx Zan’za tilted her head toward the voice of her sister. Smiling to comfort her, she shook her head, moving over and gave her a gentle n** on the ear. ”I don’ know. Don’ worry though! Whate'er it is, I’ll keep ya safe from it!”

xxxxx In all honesty, Zan’za was scared. She had never heard a growl like that, and it was frightening. Though she was going to be brave; she was going to protect her sister! Lifting her head up toward the sky, Zan’za pranced forward, her hooves lifting high from the ground as she moved, before she stopped at the edge of the inner glen again. She wasn’t going to let some nasty, mean old Skinwalker hurt her sister!

xxxxx Another noise came from the brush, and she took a few steps back. Zan’za glanced over her shoulder, and blinked. The other mare stared at her with almost expecting eyes. Putting on a brave face, she turned back forward. The blue mare lowered her head slightly, before she started once more back to the edge of the glen. She shifted a bit, before dipping her head into the trees, and looked around slowly, eyes flickering.

xxxxx It wasn’t a walker. Blinking, she stared forward at the small growling creature not far from her. There, standing with its legs spread, and fur on end, was a small bobcat. He was speckled, with white along his mouth and tail, and colored like sand and dirt. He seemed scared, and uncertain about what was going on around him. Zan’za glanced around, eyes flickering. Where was it’s mother? Glancing back down at the bobcat, she moved forward carefully, lowering her head to the level of the kitten.

xxxxx ”’s okay… Don’ worry, 'm not gunna hur' ya.” Zan’za coaxed, shifting forward carefully. After a few whispered words, and a gentle nudge with her nose, the bobcat calmed. She smiled at it, nuzzling the fur on top of its head. Bending down some, she lifted the small kitten up onto her back, and trotted back into the inner glen, smiling toward her sister. She explained that it was the bobcat that was making the noises, and not anything to be scared of!

xxxxx For several hours, the played with the small kitten, and decided to call him Vulzal. By nightfall, their parents were back. Zan’za introduced them to the small bobcat, and begged with them to be able to keep him. It didn’t take much, before both parents agreed. Zan’za was happy to accept Vulzal as her companion. They had many adventures together, training and having a fantastic time.

xxxxx But what of the Skinwalker?

xxxxx That’s a story for another day.

Link - Just for laughs; cause you mentioned it on the front page. xD

Name: Phail Ninja, but call me Phail, or Ninja, or Hawaii, or Hula, or Cat, or whatever you prefer 8D
Soquili name: Zin'ara (female), Hakkar (male) [Female preferred, but don't mind too much x3]
Tell me a little about their personality: I guess this really depends on whether the foal has dreadlocks or not XDDDD I was toying with the idea of them not really being too into talking with the spirits and such, which is fine if they don't have dreadlocks, but could cause some mild tension if they head an amazing set of dreads on their head xD

Note: I will write about the foal as a female from now on, but the personality and everything else will be the same regardless of gender! x3

Keywords: Hot-headed, stubborn, cocky, loyal
Future Role: Guardian/Warrior

As A Foal: I imagine Zin'ara to be a rough-and-tumble sort, constantly getting into scuffs and scrapes. She's a tough individual who makes her opinions known loud and clear, which might get her into heaps of trouble as she's growing up, not that she cares. Constantly restless and active, she loves running about and playing games all day long. Most lessons bore her, unless the topic changes to one of fighting and battles, in which case she is suddenly all ears and the most attentive pupil you will ever see. A little dare-devil, she'll get herself into tons of sticky situations that she might not be able to handle alone as a little filly.

As An Adult: Zin'ara is still the fiery tempered, stubborn-a** character that she was a foal. With a snappish tongue and devil-may-care attitude to life, she has a harsh exterior that is hard to breach. On the one hand, she is incredibly fun-loving, if destructive in doing so (e.g. she gets her thrills by doing extremely dangerous things), and will readily start playfully confronting others as a quick way to make friends with them. She sees everything as a challenge that she can overcome; nothing ever gets in the way of her and her goal. Authority is a hard to swallow concept for her, she'll happily boss others around, but doesn't like to take the commands herself. I can imagine her butting heads with Malis and Sen'jin many times, and happily screaming her head off at them to blow off some steam. That said, she is loyal to a fault and would gladly die for her herd. That, no one can deny about her.

How many Soquili do you have now? 8 and one basket in the cooking x3 (It's my first basket, so much excitement!)

Cyllene - My first, a spunky-a** seathi mare x3
Sakura - First full size Soq, got her a few days after Cyllene xD A sweet-tempered Alicorn
Edan - An inquisitive, restless wanderer Imp
Casper - Sakura's IC brother, a misunderstood and confused stallion
Timbira - Slimy kindly co-owned her with me! She's a shy but adventurous Soq
Apatite - A dark seathi with a painful past
Ladon - A happy, easygoing quillinimp who tries to find spiritual meaning in everything
Lazulite - A mock-breeding between Cyllene and Apatite xD

Why would you like one of the troll family? In truth, I have looked up to and adored this family from afar ever since I found out about Soquili. This family, Balrog/Stormwind and Maion were the most iconic Soquili (to me, at least) when I first started looking into this shop. I've adored them all from afar and the opportunity to actually join one of them is like a dream come true. The plot and amount of time and thought that has gone into these characters is just absolutely mind-blowing, and it would be amazing to be a part of it.
If you had a Bokbok, what would you call it? Oh god, I was so confused as to what this question meant I even googled the term 'Bokbok' until I realised from other people's responses that you were talking about a chicken XDDDDD FLUFF-BUTT. IT WOULD BE MY FLUFF-BUTT AND IT WOULD BE A FUZZY CHICKEN.
Do you play WoW? Ahhhhhhh I used to, but I quit just before Pandaria came out. I was on the EU servers, Draenor. Soulslayer was my main character, a level 85 blood elf shadow priest. I was just starting raiding and stuff with her. My second main character was a boomkin (tauren), and the third a marksmanship troll hunter xD FOR THE HORDE.
Any ideas for helping the plot along? These baskets are going to be stolen by the skinwalker, right? 8D Do they get to be rescued before they pop or will the skinwalker try to raise them against their parents? 'Cause that could be a super-fun alternative path. This Warlock plot seems really interesting to me, though I've only skimmed over it briefly. Will Zevron manage to save her, or will she ultimately be unable to hide her secret and have to tell the rest of the herd, and risk their judgement? Or will the herd help her, despite their distractions with the skinwalkers? I'm sure I could help think up more things for the future if I gave it more thought *wiggles excitedly*
Do you like RPing? I love RP. I've been super slow for a while but my muse is kicking back to force lately. I'm rusty as hell, though, but will get back into the flow of things with a bit more time xD
Traditionally the Vitterfolk trolls mate for life (or at least with the same partner) are you ok with this? Yes, yes and definitely yes xD

1: What is interesting about the Vitterfolk and WillowGlen herds.
You mean apart from the amazing plot-lines between them and stuff? xD They were once one herd, until Malis went a bit cuckoo because her daughter chose a kelpi for a mate, and she's afraid of water. Malis became all introverted and grouchy, and others began to fear her and avoid her. She split from the main herd, taking with her some of her family, ultimately forming the Vitterfolk herd. Then Malis got all knocked up, and learned the error of her ways and all that jazz, and they reunited as effectively one herd again. The Vitterfolk were the brave defenders and protectors, whilst the WillowGlen were the nurturing and caring sister-herd, doing amongst other things growing and cultivating plants.
2: How did Ysiel catch Sen'jin's eye?
She kicked some kalona butt, showing that she was as fierce and strong as he was. Well, she caught his eye long before that, but that was the incident in which he found her to be worthy of Malis' approval.
3: Who is the main villain against the Vitterfolk. (hint: currently, there are three)
I'mani, Solemn and... Nekali? She seems to just be chilling in the flock, so I'm not too sure. I'd say Warlock and Tai'jin are pretty dangerous at the moment!
4: Where does Ysiel's name come from?
Ysiel Windsinger, an expedition leader, part of the Cenarion Expedition in Zangermarsh! She's looking into why the Naga are messing stuff up around there x3
5: What is the main tradition that the Vitterfolk celebrate at least once in their life?
Erm... erm... having to pick a herd? No wait, that's not Vitterfolk specific. Heeeeerm. Let me ponder. Some sort of coming of age ceremony? Like the spirit journey Malis went on?
6: Many of the trolls have a familiar, what is Sen'jin's?
Voodoo, the little blue tusked bat XD
7: WoW Malis is a Zandalari. What part of the current storyline in Azeroth does her tribe have?
So the Zandalari were the original troll tribe from which all the others arose. With their home-land ravaged by the cataclysm, they've set out to make Pandaria their new home, by bringing back the old emperor, the Thunder King Lei Shen, to reforge their alliance with the Mogu.
8: Who decided the baskets would make good 'walker-fodder?
I'mani's going to eat them (or try to), Tuuli's the deliverer! x3
9: Tell me a little bit about Ysätters-Kajsa.
She was supposedly a wind-troll that people in the Swedish province of Närke believed in. She was a happy, playful troll, not a dark and gloomy one, and loved gales and dancing in the wind on the flatland! She loved playing all sorts of tricks on the citizens of Närke.
10: Malis is in charge with teaching the foals about the spirits, who is in charge of protecting them?
That'd be Sen'jin and Ysiel, their parents of course x3 Though Mairéad's their babysitter.
11: What is the current raid called in WoW? If you can't find it, then the current patch name will work too.
Throne of Thunder! (Patch 5.2 The Thunder King Now Lives
12: Who is Voodoo and what do you think about his plan?
I'm assuming you don't mean Sen'jin's companion xD He's that old lover-boy of Malis'. He's set up his own herd, for the horde! He's trying to catch her eye and prove himself worthy of her love, totally stalker-style. Currently he's all wrapped up with Vanya and driving her absolutely crazy.

Coming soon to a store near you! This is very much a WIP. Complete. Sorta. Could write more, but too tired Dx It'll have to be a cliff-hanger ending!

Writing - Prompt 1
There has been a 'walker attack recently and your parents have left you to go investigate. Yourself and your young siblings have been charged to not leave the safety of the inner glen for -no- reason. You can hear faint growls coming closer towards you and your sister is looking worried. What do you do?

Grrrrrr....

The faint growls reached the soft fur around Zin'ara's ears, sending an eerie chill running down her back. A feline snarl rippled through her throat as she bared her teeth, wriggling her haunches much like a cat about to pounce on it's victim. She paced around the clearing in a small circle, slowly prowling, one hoof-step at a time. Her head swung from side to side, and in her eyes blazed a ferocious challenge. I'm fiercer 'n any 'walker out der! She thought, ears flattened against her skull.

Daylight was starting to fade, long shadows appearing at the edges of the glen. Their ominous, twisting shapes seemed to reach out towards the young foals, beckoning them into the darkness beyond. Zin'ara growled lightly back at them, her pacing just about reaching their edges. She would keep them all safe, no one would ever get through her.

Casting a sly eye at her siblings, she noticed that her sister was quaking like a leaf, pressed up against her brother's comforting flank. Thrashing her tail from side to side, she quickly went back to staring at the dim shapes. "'T'll be okay, sis'. Ah c'n take care of us! If da 'walker comes, I c'n attack it whilst you run f'r 'elp."

"But sis'! Yer only a foal, da 'walker c'n kill you."

"Ah c'n fight!" She retorted sharply, lowering her head as she bared her teeth at the shadows again. Tension rippled through her soft, untrained muscles. "Da 'walker won't know what hit it! Ah'll be so fast, n**'in it here 'n' there, nothin' c'n get through me."

"Keep ya voice down!" Her sister hissed back, the whites of her eyes rolling with terror. "It'll hear you."

"Ah told ya-" A sudden loud growl made her break off mid-sentence. Fear flashed through the filly for a brief second, before she puffed up her chest again in false bravado. Dropping her voice to a low whisper, she almost spat out the next words. "Ah dare it t' come here, ah do." She cautiously walked around in a quick circle, eying the glen around her. "Ah c'n keep you safe. Ah promise." Twinges of nerves still spread through her body, but she resolutely ignored them. She couldn't show any fear. Her siblings needed her. Gulping down the large lump in her throat, she paced the circle some more.

But she could feel her siblings' lack of trust. They didn't believe she could do it. Their terrified eyes bore into the back of her mane. Gritting her teeth, she decided she would show them. "Ah'll prove it. Ah'll go track down da 'walker, show it what a troll c'n do."

"But Zin! Mom said we c'n't leave ta inner glen! Ya have t' stay here!"

"Ah know that, ah'm not stupid. Ah has to go, though. Ah has to protect you, sis'." She retorted back, before turning towards the shadows. Taking a deep breath, Zin'ara stood shaking for a second. "Come on." She muttered to herself, "Don't be a bwok-bwok-bwok chick'n." Without letting herself think another thing, she slunk forwards into the shadows, out of sight of her siblings.

"Zin'ara!" She could hear their screams behind her. "Zin'ara! Come back!" Be quiet, ya stupid idiots. It'll come for ya. She mentally cursed, swishing her tail nervously. But she was on the hunt now. She would track down that skinwalker, she'd show everyone how brave she could be, how she would be a fearsome warrior, just like her father.

"Zin'ara! AHHHHHHHHHHH-" The shouts turned into a terrified screeching that set her blood racing.

"No!" Shouted Zin'ara, scrabbling back towards the glen in fear. What if they'd be hurt? What if the 'walker'd got to 'em?. She had to save them!

Name: Devil NightShade
Soquili name:
Male: Jin'zek or Zul'Doth
Female: Zul'Vinji or Zul'Lith
Tell me a little about their personality:
Male: He is very driven to be just like his father, a great shaman and strong protector of his herd. In the end this passion could lead him down a dark path when the spirits don't seem to care, or want to listen to him, getting entangled in the darker sides of shamanism (thinkin if i ever get Dlib as a Soq she might come in play here .. mwahaha) he begins to think forcing the spirits of earth, fire, water, and air to bend to his will is far more useful than simply asking for their help. This will lead him on a spiritual journey where only time will tell if he learns the error of these ways.
Female: She would be a total opposite of her brother emotionally, a calm Soquili in ever sense of the word.She too has a hard time touching the spirits as a young / adolescent mare but instead of going down her brother's route the filly will try to decipher what is wrong by going on a spirit journey of her own, searching deep within her own soul to shed light on any shadow that could be lurking and hindering her abilities.
How many Soquili do you have now? 16.


Why would you like one of the troll family? Because I ADOREthe troll family, (and being a WoW player myself .. Shamans n Druus ftw), their story is epic. I've been trying to figure out how to weasel into this herd fro mthe start, jsut not had the oppertunity to do so ... YET! MWAHAHAHAHAHA >8D
If you had a Bokbok, what would you call it? I do have a BokBok in real life, his name is Jake. He's a medicine hat paint gelding and he means the world to me heart
Do you play WoW? I do! Though I'm on hiatus right now while unemployed xD

Carddon - Lvl 90 Feral / Guardian Druid - Ravencrest - (Was previously on Silverhand, but transfered him to Ravencrest)
Desilation - Lvl 90 Blood / Frost DK - Ravencrest
Dlibyna - Lvl 87 Enhanc / Resto Shaman - Ravencrest

Any ideas for helping the plot along? With either basket, I think the near miss of dying will play a huge part in who they become.

The male will come to see it in the future as a sign of weakness, believing the spirits weren't strong enough, or didn't have the right 'push' from any of the family shamans to even try and save the lives of him and his siblings. Thus the incident might be one of the first of many changes that sets him down a destructive path, where all he can see is that the spirits have grown weak, radical, and undisciplined; needing a more powerful and dominating shaman to control them. After some time, thinking he has now mastered this 'art' the colt will go in search of the vile creature that attacked them, during which time the spirits will punish him and his brash foolishness immensely by leaving him entirely, and at the mercy of the skinwalker. How he gets away, nd with how much injury, I haven't decided yet and would want to discuss with yuuu rofl

The female will try and suppress the memories of the attack, but as she grows into a young adult and truly beings to have struggles in speaking with the spirits she is thrust down the path of a spiritual cleansing, forcing her to shine a light on these memories and face them. This could even lead to her having to face her worst nightmare, I'mani , the very skinwalker that tried to devour her. What will happen during this encounter would have to be discussed. I can see her becoming seriously injured thus needing healing, during which time she comes to grips with her fears and begins to learn how to overcome it.
Do you like RPing? I do, I'm just very slow while I deal with many changes in my life.
Traditionally the Vitterfolk trolls mate for life (or at least with the same partner) are you ok with this? Yes indeedy!