Name: Sileas
Age: Young Adult
Element: Ice
Personality: Sileas is sometimes shy and modest. She doesn't like to be the center of attention all the time, but sometimes it's alright. She is very intelligent and will use this to her advantage. She never jumps to conclusions and always tries to work it out before she speaks her opinion. Once you're her friend, you're always her friend no-matter what you do.
History: Because of her homeland, she has a very thick coat. It is unlike most. She was born to a Spirit mother and a Mind father. When she and her siblings were born, all of them had rare elements like their parents, but Sileas was the only ice-pup. Her father took her down this way when he and his mate noticed that she couldn't summon spirits or tell exactly what someone was thinking. As the opposite to almost every other Rune Wolf alive, her family wanted Mind and Spirit wolves to be the greatest, leaving the rest to be lowly Runes. She was left by herself and was forced to survive on her own.
RP Sample:
Sileas paused in her ascent on the slope of a steep ridge. The frigid wind swirled powerfully around her legs, ruffling her thick fur. Below the high elevation of her whereabouts, a sound echoed plaintively up to her ears. After a heartbeat of swiveling her ears to catch it better, Sileas moved on. As she went, the ground became rockier underfoot and gave way in a few spots when she pressed her paw to the earth.
Again, the mournful sound broke the rhythm of the howling wind. The noise twisted bouncily towards the lone Rune Wolf, only to be mangled by the high face of the ridge. Trying to ignore it by lying her ears flat against her neck, Sileas quickened her pace.
Though it seemed like a lifetime, she reached the top of the ridge and turned to look behind her.
A series of hills and valleys broke the plains far off in the distance. Closer to the mount she was on was a fair-sized forest of pines. These trees grew densely before scattering on the rough ground higher up.
Just as Sileas spun around to leave the sight of the expanse of land, the note on the wind rose again to her ears. This time, however, it was louder and seemed closer. Hesitantly, she looked over the edge of the drop. Her heart seemed to stop at what she saw.....
