Name: Orion
Gender: Female
Age: 3-4
Appearance:
Personality: (Summary) Fierce, Protective, Masculine, No-nonsense, Blunt.
Easily mistaken for a male, her voice even carries the deep vocals of a brute. She will not tolerate threats or insults.
Likes: Meat, sparring, smooth rocks.
Dislikes: Berries, water.
Fears: Anything extremely bright.
Biography: Born and raised in the pack, the fae had always bared the stature and traits of a brute, resulting in her parents mistakenly giving her a male name. Easily the largest of her littermates, she quickly became the one in charge, looking out for and protecting her siblings. At the age of 2, the former Alpha perished from the harsh environment, and Orion was chosen to fill the rank.
Which Pack: Charir
Roleplay Sample: The steady dripping of water onto stone sounded in the small cave, the noise like a lullaby to the large fae. She lay sprawled out on the cold, smooth stone in her den, muscles relaxed except for the slow rise and fall of her chest. The day had been a long one, consisting mostly of hunting and digging, the dirt under her claws evidence of it all. A cold drop of water landed squarely on Orion's large black nose, causing a twitch of her ears as golden eyes opened. An irritated snort flicked off any of the extra moisture, and the wolf sat up, stretching in an attempt to wake her limbs.
(I could go longer, but I estimated the size of the chat-box. I usually go a little past it or use two full ones, depending on the situation being Role-played)