K A M A R I A
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M A Y B E S H E L O V E D M Y S T E R I E S
S O M U C H T H A T S H E
B E C A M E O N E.
Label Kamaria
Gender Female
Age 5 Human Years
Breed Alaskan Gray
Rank Hunter
Desired Rank Beta Female
Likes Water, Snow,
Rain, Storms, Affection
Dislikes Loud Areas/Wolves,
Heat, Wind, Pups, Disrespect
Positive Traits Protective,
Dedicated, Hardworking, Loyal
Negative Traits Hostile,
Manipulative, Deceiving, Cunning
Coat Completely black,
solid and nothing else
Eyes Vibrant yellow
Family Ravana, Mother.
Jarog, Father. Ciye, Brother
Shadi, Sister. [ ? ]
Crush [ tba ]
Mate [ tba ]
Pups Yet to come
Detailed Personality Kamaria is who she is known as, her name literally means "Beauty of the Moon" and it's a coincidence her mother named her this as she takes a particular fondness to it. Do not underestimate this fae for just a pretty face, she has an awful temper to her that he doesn't feel the need to conceal, if needed she can and Is capable of unleashing such fury. That meaning, she personally loves revenge. She is deceiving, cunning and manipulative, she will not hesitate to cause destruction on anyone who may oppose her, it would be wise to remain on the good side of this particular fae.
Kama is a hunter in this pack and a rather proficient one at that, she has thrown in much dedication to earning the rank she has and refuses to give it up with ease. As one with the shadows she does indeed prefer darkness and silence over any other surrounding, her dense ebony coat blends with it and creates a comfortable feeling for her. Due to this fact, she is a rather sneaky fae who sneaks off at night to engulf herself into her own personal fantasy, but few know where she does go.
Kamaria is a distant fae who is notorious for her sneaky persona that appears mysterious as well, she refrains from revealing the littlest bit of detail about herself. Most would define her as quiet but that isn't exactly true, deep down she is rather adventurous and outgoing but appears silent in order to eavesdrop on conversations, obtaining quite the bit of knowledge about wolves doing so. Naturally she is an observant character, not one to charge into battle without a plan or level head.
One shouldn't bother her with their petty discussions unless you are positive it would intrigue her, she takes no interest in the petty squabbles within the pack. Unless you are of high ranking or perhaps one of her hunters, do not expect cooperative behavior as she is immensely selective on whom she associates herself with. Yes Kama can seem to be such a hostile fae but in reality this is merely but a defense mechanism against any harm that can and will be caused to her, deep down lies a true sweetheart. But are you capable of revealing such a persona?
The Tale of Kamaria Kamaria's life didn't begin In her contemporary region as she was birthed in the lands known as Alaska, this indicating she is an Alaskan Wolf who does indeed prefer the cold over the summer heat. The faes family consisted of her two parents and two siblings, she was the middle wolf in this trio of pups.
While her siblings had sleek ivory and grey coats, she herself had a pure black one which then made her the victim to the siblings torment. It was constant and a daily basis to be bullies verbally by her brother and sister for appearing different, at first it was both but as her sister, Shadi, matured the less her abuse would continue. It wasn't that way with Ciye, her brother whom was relentless in doing so which then generated a pure hatred between the two. Meaning quarrels that drew blood was not something rare, the winner naturally being Kama.
The parents were nothing different in disrespecting her, mainly the father was to blame for any defects Kama has, if any. Her father, Jarog, had a mighty temper to him which is where she got her own. The slightest action could set the brute off in which he would rampage, taking it out on whatever he could, this was Kamaria. She was the personal punching bag for his own use, as the daughter she felt no need to fight back and dreaded him which caused her being cowardly and refraining from doing so. Ravana, the mother, was feeble and could never stand up against her companion so Kama despised her as well, for letting such a thing continue.
This is evidently where all her scars come into place, the majority of them are concealed by her sense fur with the several exceptions. Her left ear is fragmented with a decent chunk nonexistent, she has a vague scar below that same eye and a minuscule one under her chin. If you attempt to peer through the fur on her body then it is possible to determine the rest of them.
Kamaria endured this torture for a complete 3 years until she finally managed to escape the firm grip of their paws. The day she broke and her courage was released.
Jarog was furious over the lack of prey and decided to seek out Kama who was out fishing for a meal of her own. Being a larger as a brute it was evident he could overpower the fae with ease and did so, his enamels piercing her fragile skin as several claws penetrated the surrounding skin. Agonizing. The only way she can possibly describe it as. It was during the middle of this sequence when a sensation overwhelmed her, a new feeling of confidence when she managed to stabilize herself into standing position, returning the favor of several skin tearing strikes. A full on battle went out, of course he had conquered her but this only generated determination into the fae, striving to be stronger than she was yesterday. But it also granted her freedom, she was abandoned by them for causing a quarrel with Jarog, not that she minded, her pain an suffering came to an end.
Later that same day she was found by Steel and the pack, she was feeble and nearing her own demise from the previous battle as it was certainly a tough one. Taken in and returned to full health, her lithe physique and swift movement determined Kamaria as a hunter from that point on. She was given high expectations of living up to Steels standards for taking her in, for his gratitude she should prove to be a useful tool in his pack. She has put a lot of dedication a work into becoming the proficient hunter she is today and remains honored to serve under him.
?;; Aurora
;; 3 years
;; Female
??;; Wolf
;; 24 inches tall, smaller than average.
;; 90 pounds
??;; Warm amber; honey.
?? ;; Many, whom she never knew.
?;; (You're deciding, right? if suggestions are available, Shaman)
?? ;; Open
?;; Win her heart. <3
?;; None at the moment. Hopefully one day.
Aurora. Yeah, like the lights. They're just wonderful, aren't they? I used to look up at them when I was a pup and imagine what my life would be like when I grew up. I grew up in Alaska, along with my 8 brothers and sisters. I'm sure you know how litters go, and I'm sure you know that in every litter, there's a runt. Well, you're looking at the runt of that particular litter. I didn't get as big as my brothers and sisters like I was supposed to. I did not have much of an attitude to make up for my size, either. I was too 'fragile' ... my personality was 'too soft.' Before I was a year, a terrible storm blew through the East. It was tough on my mother and siblings, and unfortunately it took their lives. I do not know how I survived. I am a small, weakling. I still ask the stars how on Earth am I here. After the loss of my family, I began traveling. And as I grew up alone, I learned how to take care of myself. I survived mainly on berries and small mammals, but it got me through. I also learned a thing or two about herbs, since I ate a majority of them. I learned how each different type of plant functions and helps you, and also which ones leave you with an achy belly. Eventually I was taken in by a pack, I really love it here. It's easy to find a friendly face, and that feeling is like a warm breeze compared to how I was formerly treated.
