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Characters / Woof's Charas~(part 2)

« on: February 27, 2013, 09:17:57 am »

Okay. So. I ran out of space in my last thread (http://www.feral-heart.com/index.php?option=com_jfusion&Itemid=2&jfile=index.php&topic=29851.0) ;.; So here. K anyways. More characters. lol.

Canines

|| Aeriana

Name;; Aeriana
Nicknames;; Aeria, Aera
Age;; Changes
Gender;; Female
Species;; Wolf or Fox {Changes - normally wolf}

|| Sylver

Name;; Sylver
Nickname;; Sil
Age;; Usually kit
Gender;; Female
Species;; Fox

-staring at sky dramatically like a boss-

|| Skailar

Name;; Skailar
Nickname;; Sky
Age;; Changes
Gender;;Female
Species;; Wolf

|| Ankira

Name;; Ankira [An-kyra]
Nicknames;; Kira, Ann
Age;; Teen (2 Years, 4 Months)
Gender;; Female
Species;; Winged Wolf http://www.feral-heart.com/index.php?option=com_jfusion&Itemid=2&jfile=index.php&topic=30374.0
History;; Kira was born into a small pack led by a male alpha. Her alpha, also her father, was strict and ruthless- exiling wolves from the pack for the tiniest of things. He always seemed to be in a bad mood. Kira was born with white eyes, like every other pup, but when her eyes were supposed to turn, they stayed what looked like white, though they had the slightest tinge of blue. When she was a pre-teen, her eyes still looked white. Some of the adults, including her mother, started to worry. They knew that Kira would probably get a very low rank based on her eye color since their alpha liked to dwell on minor traits of the wolf, such as looks. When Kira and her sibling started to train for ranks, Kira wanted to be a scout or hunter, but she got the job of a guard, even though they didn't have any nearby packs to take over their territory and she wouldn't nearly be strong enough to even get a decent hit on a bear. The alpha of the pack liked to take his anger out on her and one of her unfortunate sisters who had talked back once to him. Both of them were miserable even though the other members of the pack took pity on them. One night, when they were teens, when the others were out hunting, the sisters decided between each-other to slip out. Kira's sister knew how to hunt well, and she taught Kira the basics. They lived together for a few months before going their separate ways. Kira has lived on her own since, using the hunting skills her sister taught her and managing to evade most predators.

Felines

|| Lance

Name;; Lance
Nickname;; Lan
Age;; Changes
Gender;; Female
Species;; Lion

Other

Cobalt
Name;; Cobalt
Nicknames;; Cobra, Cora
Age;; Changes
Gender;; Female
Species;; Horse

Species / ~ || Spectrum Wolves || ~

« on: January 07, 2013, 09:17:11 am »

Introduction

Spectrum wolves are a species of wolf that have a similar build to a timber wolf's and are often confused with that species due to their similar coloration. The most noticeable difference is that their tail tips are brightly colored, and some males have patterns on their tails that are abnormal for other species of wolf. Their tail tips are the reason they got their name. They have sharp, hooked claws that give them the ability to climb up trees and it is not uncommon for a wolf to sleep up in a tree. Their eyes come in all colors and shades and some have small winged foxes as companions.

Behavior

Spectrum wolves normally live on their own or in small packs, the largest pack ever recorded having about thirty members. When on their own, they usually travel around, hardly ever staying in one place for more than a few days unless they have pups. Because of their tendencies to travel, their risk of treading upon another wolf's territory is heightened. If a lone spectrum wolf was to do so, the pack would be able to decide if they wanted to accept the wolf. If they didn't, they would either kill the wolf or let it go. If the wolf had accidentally stumbled into the territory, they may be forced to join whether they like it or not. Packs are very territorial and usually patrol them thoroughly. If a member of a different pack stumbles onto a pack's territory, they may be either taken as a prisoner or killed, sometimes even questioned about their pack and sent back to warn their pack about the other wolves' presence. They generally are most active at night.

A spectrum wolf usually leaves it's family at about two years of age, though they can sustain themselves on their own at a younger age. They wander for a while, until they find mate or pack, then settle down for a while. Mated pairs usually stay with each-other for life. Pairs of loners can choose not to make a pack and just continue traveling. They mate in winter and the females have a two month gestation period. The mothers usually give birth to 2-5 pups. If a mother has more than 6 pups, she may have to resort to abandoning a pup so she can tend to the rest of her litter if there is a shortage of food. Pups are weaned off milk and are introduced to solid foods at 2 months old. At this age, the pups are usually very playful and play-fight a lot, also mock-hunting small animals like bugs and mice. A pup of 5 months or older may be able to survive on it's own for a while if it knows how to hunt properly, but they are usually picked off by predators or die of cold. Though, if they have an Avixa, they can survive without a family at a younger age and for longer.

Spectrum wolves usually hunt prey such as deer and rabbits, but will also eat eggs, berries and carcasses left behind by larger animals when they have the chance. When hunting, they stalk as close they possibly can up to their prey then leap out at the animal. If they don't catch the animal, they will chase it until either it gets too far away for them to catch or until they wear it down, at which point they will kill the prey. If there are any leftovers after the spectrum wolf (and possibly avixa too) has eaten it's fill, the wolf will bury them for later. They usually keep their tail low to the ground when hunting so the animal they're stalking up to doesn't see their bright tail-tips. Another tactic of hunting involves a group of wolves surrounding the prey then lifting their tails, displaying the bright tip. This confuses the animal, and it may hesitate to run, and that hesitation can be it's downfall.

Avixa

Plural Avixi (A-vix-eye). These are tiny, winged creatures that look similar to foxes but come in all (realistic) colors. A baby Avixa is called a kit. Why are they relevant to this species? Well, they have a special relationship with this wolf. They can choose to bond to a spectrum wolf, usually when both animals are teenagers, since this is when they often leave their families, but occasionally they meet when they are younger or older. They help the wolf by picking insects off them and scouting for possible danger or prey, though their size makes it impossible for them to help with hunting and fighting. When not bonded, Avixi live in clans. An Avixa can't survive for very long on it's own. They usually eat bugs and mice, though a group can take down a rabbit. They can fly but, oddly enough, they never try to harm birds, even if they are close enough for them to pounce, though, they do like to eat eggs when they have the chance. When a bonded Avixa or wolf dies, the remaining animal is unlikely to bond again.

An adult Avixa

Other

Making your own

Aging Guide

Newborn Pup/Kit: 0 - 3 Months
Pup/Kit: 4 - 7 Months
Pre-Teen: 8 Months - 1 Year
Teen: 1 - 2 Years
Adult: 2 - 20 Years
Elder: 20 Years +

Requirements (Spectrum Wolf)

Spectrum wolves must have realistic colors and markings, the only color exceptions being for their eyes and tail tips. And yes, before you ask, stripes are considered realistic. Swirl, celtic and other unrealistic markings aren't accepted, though I'll allow butterfly. Most markings like ocelot, cheetah and jaguar aren't accepted either (though, the head marking for ocelot is acceptable). The only exceptions to these rules are that males can have any tail marking, realistic or not. If you don't have any body or head markings, your tail marking can be unrealistically colored.

Requirements (Avixa)

Avixa requirements are a little more strict. They must have slit eyes, ear rims for head and a pair of wings. Their body marking must be realistic and their tail markings can be anything at all, though, unlike the wolves, their tail tips must be realistic.

Basic Character Sheet

Feel free to add or remove anything c: This is just the basics.

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Species:
Parents:
Siblings:
Mate:
Pups:
Bond: (You can play your bond as well as your wolf/avixa if you want. Name and short description goes here.)
Personality:
Appearance: (picture or description)
Back-story:

Pack/clan Sheet

Name:
Members:
Leader M:
Leader F:
Territory: (e.g the area you rp in)

Known Characters

Members

Spectrum Wolves - 0 Male, 1 Female (1)
Avixi - 0 Male, 0 Female (0)

Spectrum Wolves
Name - Age - Gender - Bond - Pack - Mate - Pups

Faith - 6 Months (pup) - Female - N/A - N/A - N/A - N/A

Avixi
Name - Age - Gender - Bond - Clan - Mate - Kits

Packs/clans

Packs - 0
Clans - 0

Packs
Name - Member Count - Leader M - Leader F - Territory - Last Updated

Clans
Name - Member Count - Leader M - Leader F - Territory - Last Updated

Species / Falcon Wolves

« on: December 20, 2012, 10:28:11 am »

Characters / ~Woofley's Characters~

« on: December 06, 2012, 05:29:51 am »

Hur hurr. Well. I was going to make a thread like this ages ago but never got 'round for it. So. Bios. Yes. Most of these characters aren't used for just one rp, so their ages and such do jump around a bit XD
EDIT: Major editz. Ohnues o.o "The message exceeds the maximum allowed length (20000 characters)." 'Nother thread

http://www.feral-heart.com/index.php?option=com_jfusion&Itemid=2&jfile=index.php&topic=33046.new#new

Canines

|| Wisteria

Name;; Wisteria
Nickname;; Wist, Wisty
Age;; Usually Teen
Gender;; Female
Species;; Wolf
Other Info;; Wisteria is usually used for OOC though I use her for role-playing too. I don't use her that much anymore, though, lol. She has been in too many rps for me to count XD

|| Quicksilver

Name;; Quicksilver
Nicknames;; Silver, Sil
Age;; Usually Young Adult
Gender;; Female
Species;; Wolf
Personality;; Silver is quite sarcastic and unfriendly to most wolves, though she is usually kinder to pups as long as they don't get on her nerves. She may show a degree of friendliness and understanding to wolves that have experienced similar situations to her. Silver doesn't really care about things that don't concern her very much, such as wolves entering her pack's territory. As long as they don't steal food and don't bug any of her pack mates, she just ignores them. She will try to protect her close friends with her life, but the only real close friend she has had was her brother, and he was killed by a battle between Silver's birth pack and a rival when they were just teens.

|| Nicole

Name;; Nicole
Nickname;; Nic
Age;; Young Adult
Gender;; Female
Species;; Wolf
History;; Nicole's birth pack was a small one, made up of five adult wolves and four of Nicole's litter-mates. Rearing the pups would have been okay with a larger pack, but it was a struggle with the tiny amount of grown wolves. Times were hard and the bad hunting conditions didn't help at all. The adults struggled to get enough food for themselves, let alone for the five growing pups. Nicole and her siblings grew quickly and they soon were old enough to run around and play. Hunting mice, sneaking out of the den and play-fighting became some of their favorite past-times. But while the pups played, oblivious, the adults faced a huge problem. The pups were starting to eat solid food so it would be even harder to feed all of them. The grown wolves were becoming dangerously thin- they couldn't go on for much longer with so little food.

One morning, Nicole and her siblings woke up to a den empty save for each-other and a deer carcass near the entrance, seemingly freshly killed. They waited for days, living off the kill and water from a river close to the den. By the time they had finished the carcass, they had lost all hope. The pups had to use their own skills of hunting to keep them alive, and the only successes they had were hardly even worth it- just rats.. They managed to keep themselves fed for a few days, but one of Nicole's sisters couldn't catch enough food. The pups tried desperately to get enough food for her too, but after a while she refused to eat. "Feed yourselves." They didn't back down and, a day later, they woke up and she wasn't there. Disappeared without a trace. Well, at least to the pups with their limited tracking skills. They didn't have much time to grieve. The struggle of keeping themselves from their sister's fate was too hard to let them think of anything else.

A few days later, when they were trying to hunt, a lone lynx spotted the pups. Nicole last sister's sharp eye spotted it and she alerted Nicole and her brother with a quick yelp. They bolted off, but her sister was too slow. The lynx caught up to her in a second, and in one swift bite, it was over. Nicole and her brother regrouped, shaken and confused but not harmed. They hadn't seen what the lynx had done to their sister. They searched around wherever they could think of, but finally, they stumbled upon a carcass, torn beyond recognition. Nicole and her brother looked over it, their hopes plummeting lower as they saw more. A little brown pup with one white sock and a white ear. Nicole let out a small sob of horror and her brother looked away, closing his eyes and willing it not to be real. He had been close to her- very close. After several minutes, they trudged off. They'd have to hunt before dark.

A while afterwards, Nicole woke to see that her brother had left. His scent was fairly fresh, but she didn't make an effort to follow it. She just got up and walked in opposite direction, the direction of a small rabbit. She was still young, very young, only just over four months. But she was determined to live. Survival was a battle, but Nicole was a fighter. This was her new life, a traveler, not weighed down by a pack.

Now a young adult and having been a loner most of her life, she doesn't remember much of her old pack. The memories of her siblings' deaths and her resentment to her old pack for leaving them behind are all that are left.

|| Akkari

Name;; Akkari
Nicknames;; Akka, Ak
Age;;1 Year {Teen}
Gender;; Vixen {Female}
History;;

"We'll be back soon, Akka, just wait right there."

Abandoned by her parents at a very young age, Akkari seemed to have little chance of survival. A little puzzled at why they had left her with a rabbit carcass, she concluded that her parents had set her the task of guarding the kill while they went out and did other jobs. She waited by the kill, alert and ready to jump out and greet her parents when they did come back, or maybe to defend it. Days later, there was still no sign of her parents and Akka was starving. Only when she couldn't stand her hunger anymore she ate the kill, deciding that she'd explain to her parents when they came back. Time seemed to drag on at a snail's pace and Akka only left the scraps of the carcass to have drinks out of a nearby river, despite the distractions around her that she longed to investigate. More days passed and Akka, confused and miserable, decided that her parents couldn't find her so she would have to find them herself. She traveled for a while, trying to ignore her new hunger, and she came to a clearing with a pile of large rocks. Grinning, Akka scampered up the pile, investigating the crevices between the rocks and looking at the land around her from the higher vantage point. As she explored the rocks, she didn't notice an eagle circling high above. It had seen her. When she did notice the bird it was too late; it was diving straight for her.

It happened quickly. One second she was about to be picked up by an eagle and the other she was in the grip of another fox. She distinctly remembers hearing the screech of the bird as the fox ran off, holding Akka by the scruff. They were going very fast, Akka knew that much. After a while, the fox glanced around then stopped, plonking Akka onto the ground, looking at the kit. "'Eyy kiddo, why were you out there all alone?" The fox asked. "I was guarding a rabbit for my parents while they went and did stuff and they didn't come back!" Akka said matter-of-factly. "So I'm searching for them!" The fox looked at her curiously. "Well..." She began, "Want to stay with me for now? I can help you look for your parents. How long have they been gone?" She finished. "Oh, also, you can call me Ghost." The fox added, smiling. Akka noticed that there were many wounds on the fox's body, including some fresh ones, but didn't say anything. "I dunno, a week, maybe." She paused. "And nice to meet you, call me Akka, short for Akkari!" She said proudly. For a moment, the other fox's smile faded, probably because she suspected that the poor kit had been abandoned, but only for a moment. "Nice to meet you, Akka! How about you come with me, you must be very hungry; I have some food back at my den." Akka nodded quickly. "I am hungry, I even ate the rabbit that I was supposed to guard for my parents so I'll probably get scolded for that!" The fox turned around and led Akka into a well-hidden den. "Make yourself at home! The food's to the left." Ghost called before attending to something at a back corner of the den. Akka ate ravenously and filled her empty stomach before wandering over to Ghost.

"Whatcha doing?" Akka asked, peering around the other fox to see a pile of shiny objects. "Stuff." Ghost replied, yawning slightly. Akka poked at a dagger with her paw. "What's that?" Ghost looked down at it. "It's my dagger." She replied. "What's it for?" Ghost didn't say anything for a while. "Fighting." She said, smiling and ruffling the tuft of fur on the kit's head with a paw. Akka sneezed. "When can we search for my parents?" She asked, looking up at Ghost. "Well, we go now, but I wouldn't get your hopes up, kid. Finding a fox in a large forest like this one is like a needle in a haystack." Ghost looked down at the kit and saw the devastated look on her face and quickly added, "But there is still quite a chance that we'll find them!" She smiled reassuringly. "What will happen if we don't find them?" Ghost paused for a while. "Well, you can stay with me! I'll teach you all about herbs and even a bit of fighting if you're up for it!" She grinned, hoping that the kit would be satisfied with her answer. "Yeah! I wanna learn how to fight!" Akka said enthusiastically and grinned widely, seeming to have forgotten about her parents for that second; she was young and easily distracted.

Later, they went out and searched until nightfall but didn't find any sign of Akka's parents. Akka was disappointed and Ghost was too, for the kit's sake, though the adult wasn't really surprised. "Oh well, we can search tomorrow! Maybe I can teach you about some of the herbs while we look." They found nothing that could be connected with Akka's parents, not even a scent. That night, Akka woke up in the middle of the night and saw that Ghost wasn't there. Alarmed, she ran to the entrance of the den and called out. Ghost must not have been too far away because she came bounding back to the den. Akka could smell fresh blood on her and saw that Ghost was holding a dagger, also covered in blood. She looked up at her with wide eyes; it smelled like another fox's. "W-what were you doing?" She asked. "Protecting us. There are some bad, bad foxes out there, kid." Ghost sighed. "Who are they?" Akka asked as they walked back into the den. "A skulk..." Ghost said evasively and settled down at the pile of herbs to tend to her wounds. "What's that? A skulk, I mean," Akka asked. "A group of foxes. Some are fine and some are not, but I wouldn't stick around one to find out if I were you. But one's moved in near to us and the leader is... let's just say we don't like each-other much." Akka opened her mouth to speak, but Ghost spoke before she had the chance to. "You should get some sleep." Akkari nodded, yawning slightly, before curling up and drifting off to sleep.

The next day, they didn't search; Akka knew that Ghost needed the rest. She thought of what she could do to help, then had an idea. Grinning to herself, she set off. A while later, she came across what she was looking for; the scent of a rabbit. Though she had no training whatsoever, she wanted to bring something for Ghost since she had been so nice to her. Akkari soon found the rabbit, but had no idea how to hunt. So, after thinking for a little while, she dashed out towards it. With no experience in hunting, Akka had leaped out way too early rabbit darted off, but Akka followed in hot pursuit. She chased it as well as she could, though more than once she nearly lost her footing. The rabbit paused and Akka bounded forward, but she missed it and stumbled. Tumbling down a steep incline, Akka cried out in surprise and pain as she bounced off the ground. After what seemed an eternity, the little kit came to a stop. She ached all over and whenever she tried to move pain surged through her body. Akkari whimpered and cried out, not knowing what else to do at such a young age. Soon, she heard rustling nearby and stopped, looking around with her ears pricked. Ghost burst through the trees, a look of alarm on her face. "Akka?" She asked, rushing over as fast as she could despite her own wounds. "Oh, thank god... Why are you out here?" Akkari only answered with a sniffle. Ghost sighed a bit. "I'm gonna get you back home... where does it hurt?" "Everywhere." Akka said, trying to hold back whimpers and be strong. Ghost picked her up by the scruff and gently carried her back to the den. When they got there, the fox tended to Akkari's wounds. "Eat this." She said, showing Akka a dark green herb. Akka chewed it and wrinkled her nose. "Eat it, it'll help." Ghost warned lightly, smiling a little at the kit. After a while, Akka swallowed. "Yuck..." She said after a while. Ghost chuckled. "Does it hurt anymore?" Akkari paused for a second, then a look of surprise crossed her face. "No, not at all," She said, looking up at Ghost. "How?" Ghost grinned. "How 'bout you get to sleep." Ghost nuzzled Akkari and smiled. Akka smiled back.

Ghost raised Akka like this for months, giving her fighting lessons and teaching her basic herbal remedies. Akka preferred the fighting over the herbs, but she did both without protest. Slowly, they stopped searching for Akka's parents, not to say that Akka hadn't given up in her heart and often imagined them coming in to greet her and they'd live like old times. But Akka was starting to become very close to Ghost and knew that it'd be hard to leave even if her parents did come back; Ghost was like a second mother to her. The other fox decided to teach her to hunt properly at six months old, even though it was a little early, mainly because she wanted her to be able to fend for herself if anything were to happen to her. She also taught Akka the basics on how to effectively use a dagger and, though it was awkward holding the dagger in her mouth and at first she couldn't use it at all, she eventually got used to the feel of it.

By the time Akkari was ten months old she knew how to hunt semi-well, how to fight normally and also a little bit of how to fight with a dagger too. She knew some herbal remedies, too. One night, a stranger came into the den; Ghost pretended to be asleep and, when the strange fox had looked in the other direction, she jumped out with her incredible speed and managed to pin him down. "What do you want?" She asked harshly. He smirked up at her. "You know well what I want. You don't think that the death of my father went unnoticed in my skulk?" The fox, a strong male, kicked her off and rolled onto his feet. The two enemies circled while Akka watched from the shadows, eyes wide. Ghost struck first, leaping for the other fox's neck, but he dodged and tripped Ghost over and pinned her down. He smirked. "Nice knowing you." Akka panicked and leaped out at the stranger, surprising the fox and knocking him off Ghost, who got to her feet and helped Akka wrestle him to the ground. "Reinforcements!" He yelled in the direction of the den entrance and two more foxes entered. Ghost ran for her dagger, grabbing it and running at one of the foxes. The fox that Akka was pinning down looked up at her. "Kill me. I know you want to, Ghost would want you to too." Akka snorted. "Gladly," she snarled and bit his throat.

Akka felt strange and a little sick, but she knew Ghost needed help. She ran over, seeing that her dagger had been knocked out of her mouth. She leapt at the fox pinning Ghost down, but it wasn't enough. She saw as he bit Ghost's neck. Akka let out a choked sob and, her strength fueled by her anger, she ducked under the fox, tearing at his underbelly before quickly zipping out. He staggered back, a little surprised at her speed, and Akka quickly dashed in again, this time aiming for his neck. She hit her target and he thudded to the ground next to his other companion, who Ghost had already dealt with. Akka ran to Ghost. "G-ghost?" She whispered, tears in her eyes. Ghost smiled weakly. "Akka, you did well..." She whispered and Akka watched as the life left her friend's eyes. "No, no no!" She wailed, curling up, closing her eyes and just sobbing.

The next morning, she woke up to the den, covered in blood. Firstly, she dragged her enemies' bodies out of the den. Then she padded away and dug a grave near the den, under a flowering tree and, as gently as she could, she brought Ghost to it. "Goodbye..." She whispered, blinking back tears. Ghost had been more than a mother to her; a trainer, a big sister, a friend. Akka covered the grave in and, with a final look, walked away. She did take the dagger, knowing that Ghost would have wanted her to have it.