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 Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2011 8:12 pm
2 Characters
Shifter RP -> Turned guild
Rebecca Lynn Starcks - Horse - Female. Shy, introverted, bookworm, Country girl
Wesley Ethan White - Cougar - Male. Headstrong, Alcoholic, Party go-er, flirt, But a bit compasionate
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2011 8:15 pm
• Rebecca • Starcks •
• Horse •  ███████ ██ ██ тhis ɨs ωho ɨ αm...→ αs ɣou ¢an ѕee, Rebecca Lynn Starcks ɨs мy ηame. → вut ʀather тhan Rebecca, ¢all мe Becca/Becky. → ʝust ɨn ¢ase ɣou ¢an't тell, ɨ'm α Gal→ ωho ɨs Twenty-Two ɣears σld.→ мy ρack ɨs Xammar ѕo ɢet σver ɨt.→ ℓast вut ηot ℓeast, ɨ'm тhe member.███████ ██ ██ тhese αre мy ɨnterests...→ ɨf ɨ ¢an't нave мore σf тhese...
___► Books
___► Apples
___► Hiking
тhen ɨ ωill нurt ɣou.→ ɨf ɣou ɢive мe мore σf тhese...
___► Dogs
___► Soap-operas
___► Storms
тhen ɨ ωill ¢ut ɣou.→ ɨf ɣou вring мe ηear αny σf тhese...
___► Abandonment
___► Spiders
___► Heights
тhen ɨ ωill кill ɣou.███████ ██ ██ αnd тhis ɨs мy ѕtory...→ α ℓittle вackground ηoise...
As the story starts with all of us, my mother died giving birth to me. So it was up to pa to raise me. We lived out in the country so the only thing I really had going for me was my father and the farm. He taught me everything I needed to know. Life lessons, how to take care of myself. Even riding. Well, I guess I rode up until the day that I realized what I truly was. He didn't know what to expect. Mama hadn't told him about anything really. Just right before that I would special. He didn't know what the meant until when I was eight, I found myself galloping through the pasture with Lima - my white mare. I was a beautiful Palomino filly that at first pa thought was just a stray that wondered in. It was a shock for him to see the little horse morph back into a small child. For the first year or so, he was off. Didn't talk much about it. But as we both grew older - he accepted me. I began to ride the horses again, but no longer put reigns or saddles on them. And pa would do the same with me. We had an unbreakable bond, the two of us.
Well. That was up until three men showed up at my door one day when I was fourteen. My father had died, leaving me in the custody of his mother. My grandma told me about my mother because the two of them talked frequently. I learned that she too was a shifter, and took the form of a pinto mare. My dad hadn't known any of it because ma was so scared that he would leave her for it. Anyways, Gran took good care of me, but at the age of fifteen, I was getting depressed, and she figured I needed to be around people like me. Apparently my mother had left her with the contact info of the Xammar pack leader. She called and arranged a meet. I was to stay there for a month before deciding where it was I wanted to belong. The pack was my new home. I loved every minute of being with the other shifters. I stayed there for more than a month, and later wrote to Gran, thanking her for letting me go here. We still keep in touch through letters and phone calls.
As I was raised in the country - none of my old habits parted their ways. I usually can be found in jeans, boots, and my favorite cowboy hat. If I'm not around home I'm probably under an old oak far in the pasture begind the Xammar house reading my newest fantasy or romance novel. I can sometimes be shy around people, but that's just my horse nature. If I get to know you, you'd be trusted for life.
As I am a horse - I do get startled very easily. So sneaking up on me, or trying to freak me out, probably isn't the best idea. I'm as hard working as I can be, and usually level-headed.→ αnd ωhatever єlse...
___Most of the time when I'm hiking or running it's as my horse form. I love the wind through my mane and how gently my hooves hit the ground in a full blown gallop.███████ ██ ██ α ℓittle єxtra...→ мy тheme ѕong ɨs Cowgirls dont cry ωhether ɣou ℓike ɨt σr ηot.→ мy мaster ɨs Mertay
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2011 8:17 pm
• Wesley • White •
• Cougar •  ███████ ██ ██ тhis ɨs ωho ɨ αm...→ αs ɣou ¢an ѕee, Wesley Ethan White ɨs мy ηame. → вut ʀather тhan Wesley, ¢all мe Ethan, or 'E'. → ʝust ɨn ¢ase ɣou ¢an't тell, ɨ'm α Guy→ ωho ɨs Twenty-Four ɣears σld.→ мy ρack ɨs Grieco ѕo ɢet σver ɨt.→ ℓast вut ηot ℓeast, ɨ'm тhe Member.███████ ██ ██ тhese αre мy ɨnterests...→ ɨf ɨ ¢an't нave мore σf тhese...
___► My motorcycle
___► Alcohol
___► Girls
тhen ɨ ωill нurt ɣou.→ ɨf ɣou ɢive мe мore σf тhese...
___► Perfume
___► Vegetables
___► Walking long distances
тhen ɨ ωill ¢ut ɣou.→ ɨf ɣou вring мe ηear αny σf тhese...
___► The pain when I'm not drunk
___► Rejection
___► Turning out like my second father
тhen ɨ ωill кill ɣou.███████ ██ ██ αnd тhis ɨs мy ѕtory...→ α ℓittle вackground ηoise...
My boring life before the Grieco pack sucked. I was an accident, and my dad (who was the shifter) got stuck with me after my mother died. He showed me the ropes early on about my large cat form, and how to survive in it. It always confused me when I was younger though because there are like, five different names for my one species of cat. Let's name them: Mountain lion, cougar, panther, puma, painter, concolor, cat of one color, and ghost walker. Okay. That's a little more than 5. I like Cougar the best though. Anyways, after my mother died, my dad married for the first time - to another man. Yep. I had two, very feminine fathers. It really sunk me low. Don't get me wrong, I loved them to death - but when they told me that I should wear more pastel colors, I nearly flipped out. I like the outdoors, leather, motorcycles, black clothes, spiky hair. . the whole thing. Not primping for tea time. I was devastated when my biological father died though. It was a hunting accident. Well. Maybe not an accident - because he was the prey. Cougars are found just about everywhere in North America - and many people hunt them.
Yep. My father was shot, and his head is probably mounted on someone's wall. Quite the catch - a mountain lion - if you think about it. Either way, I then learned the truth about my other father's true intentions. He wasn't homosexual at all. He married my dad for the expensive car collection, and money. It was a good thing that in his will, he left everything to me. It was a tough battle though, because he brought me to court on it to see if he could receive part of the money. You see, I wasn't 18 yet when my father went missing. And once the police pronounced him dead, it took a little while longer for the reading of his will. In that span of time - my birthday had hit and I was no longer a minor so I was the sole benefactor of everything. Well. My fake father lost the battle when my private investigator caught him with another woman that he too was married to under a different name.
All of this caused me a lot of rage. I used the overly large stash of money I had on booze. Lots of it. I threw a party every night at my house for a whole month. Never call me an alcoholic though. I will fight you tooth and nail on it. My behavior however, became erratic and eventually the cops caught up with my drunkenness. While in cat form as well, I would sometimes come into the city and scare out a lot of the unfortunate locals. I wasn't on a good path.
That was all until the Grieco pack found me. They took me away from the life I had of no boundaries and put me in an open plane, where I could do anything still, but for some reason I never took all of the same stupid risks. I still like my alcohol however. Usually you'll find me with a beer or scotch in hand. I guess the proper term for me, would be a sober drunk. I'm not a mean drunk either. I'll get mad sure, and yell. Only only a few times have I gotten physical though. That I can remember. I keep myself to the outside still and rarely interact with the pack if I don't have to. Parties are still a small portion of my time filler, but definitely not as much as it used to. The Grieco pack has helped a lot, I think, get over my anger of my screwed up childhood.→ αnd ωhatever єlse...
___I own a private house in the town that I like to still host a few parties at. It's on neutral grounds where in my house, there are no packs. ███████ ██ ██ α ℓittle єxtra...→ мy тheme ѕong ɨs In the End ωhether ɣou ℓike ɨt σr ηot.→ мy мaster ɨs Mertay
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