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 Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 5:02 pm
Please welcome my lovelies.~ Asyria, the Fox ~ There shall be more.
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 6:58 pm
Colorist/Creator: Dai Watcher: LostLoveVampire Name: Asyria Nickname: Ria Meaning: Move forward, Straight Moving Age: Adult Gender: Female Pack Status: None at the moment Certs: Asyria CertAsyria Uncert Bio: Asyria's bright green little eyes opened on a rainy autumn day to a warm and quiet den. She was nestled in close to a large peach-furred female that had been nourishing her for the past few weeks on milk and affection. Her siblings were near, mewling and yipping as they too were granted the gift of sight. Though the rain outside was one of the first things she saw, one of the most awe-inspiring sights she first laid eyes on was the large deep brown furred creature that she knew as her sire. When he entered the den, she could only stare as he dropped the rabbit for himself and his mate. He was a skilled hunter and provider for his family. He was everything a good fox should be. Not to mention he was handsome and Asyria knew her forest brown stripes were from him.
Someday, she told herself, someday she was going to be as strong and as brave as he.
Her chance to prove herself came in the form of a bitter winter some time later. Her father went out to search for food while her mother and the other kits remained behind. However, when he did not return, Asyria went looking for him and food for her family. The fox found her fallen father in the snow cornered by a hungry bear late for hibernation. He was in a rage, eating all that he could and preparing for the long sleep. Asyria fought bravely to keep her father safe from harm and scared off the beast before aiding in her father's return to the den.
The next morning Asyria took her stab at the search for food. However, their normal prey was as white as the snow and she stood out against the pale frost like a peach and brown beacon. The cunning fox waited patiently and kept her eyes sharp for her prey, refusing to give up. Though quick and white, she noted a pattern in the way the rodents fled at the sight of her. Soon, she adapted and snatched up three, bringing them back to her family.
A fox is brave and cunning, as she should be. Survival is a grand motivator.
Roleplay(s): Obtained: Semi-Custom by Dai
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2012 7:41 pm
 Colorist/Creator: Vistada Watcher: LostLoveVampire Name: Titania Nickname: Tita Meaning: Queen of Faeries Age: Adult Gender: Female Pack Status: None at the moment Certs: Tita CertTitania had no wish to follow her father's orders any longer. She would no longer stand for his "plans" for her life. Fully grown and lacking in little to no areas, she was free to break from his chosen path and venture into the snow alone. No parental chain was going to latch to her collar any longer. No matter his power as the snow pack's alpha, she would not continue to take his orders.
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