Name of Character: Aisling
Age of Character: 13
Gender: Female
Personality:
A very calm and collected wolf. Aisling has incredible patience. She has an extremely soothing personality and is as affectionate as can be whenever it may come to one of her fellow pack members. She is well poised and takes her time whenever it may come to doing things. Making her a free spirit that is willing to do what she believes is right.
Often her courageousness will get her into trouble. If she hears a cry for help, she can't just stand around else the guilt will immediately begin to build up. She is extremely loyal. Tending to do everything she says even if it may take a while, for keeping a promise to her is extremely important in her book. She sticks to her word and never goes back on her promise. If she does however break a promise she does her best to make things right. She is able to think on her feet rather quickly and is just as fast in thought.
Unfortunately Aisling does have a weak point. She is a rash creature. Sometimes jumping to conclusion and ending up having to do her best just to restrain herself from attacking. If something goes wrong, she has a horrible habit of blaming herself. She fears the thought of being abandoned. It had happened to her once and though she is ready for it, she still fears it for loneliness is a great pain for anyone to endure. Another thing about her is that she will speak her mind, openly admitting how she feels about someone, she isn't willing to keep her mouth shut if she feels that there is something wrong with a decision that has been made. Even if she does speak out of term when doing this, she does her best to maintain respect towards any figure that she is speaking with.
Aisling is also well known to be extremely determined and stubborn. She is an extremely hard worker though she does have her days where she simply enjoys lounging about and relaxing. She is a very keen hunter, paying close attention she takes the time to stop and observe everything. This she-wolf never seems to take anything for granted. She is fair and rarely disrespects anyone though she has been known to tease anyone who's close to her. She enjoys to pick at pups though never means no harm on account that she absolutely adores the youth of her pack. She is willing to explore just about anything and has a knack for wandering into dangerous places whenever exploring new areas or on the hunt.
She is capable of making hard decisions though there are things that could easily overwhelm her. When it comes to playing with pups or just having fun in general she can quickly turn childish and silly though, she is still able to retain her elegance if there is a change in the air.
Appearance:
Despite the luck she stumbled upon at birth that was her bloodline, Aisling's eyes are a milky white on accord of her blindness. Her pelt is also a brilliant white in which hold maroon markings along the top of her tail, all along her face, and the rest of her body. Faded speckled dots of maroon are scattered all over the top of her tail, leading up to where her rump and the fluffy mass meet to break off into a complex array of markings that swirl down her hind legs, across the mid section of her back, and all down her forelegs. These markings also swirl around her shoulders as though nestling them into a tight embrace. The top of her muzzle has multiple maroon dots, and around her ears and just above her eyes are more complex maroon markings. Her nose matches the color of the markings as well.
History:
Aisling originated from the more northern region of Ireland, just near the city of Belfast. She was brought up among a pack who absolutely scorned her for having the outrageous pelt that she had been born with. Thanks to all the jeers and curses that had been thrown at her, she had truly started to believe that she was nothing more than a pathetic waste of flesh. She had begun to despise her mother, who bore markings that resembled her own, since she had originally originated far from her home pack in an unknown land to her. Little did she know that her mother had once been apart of a pack where their odd coloration's was a blessing from the God, Cernunnos. Without any knowledge of this, a hatred grew inside the she-wolf as she grew. She slowly began to dislike he own pack members, and even more so her very own mother.
There came a day in which the bullies of her pack had singled out Aislingh. They were well aware that she and her mother were, oddly, the best hunters in the pack and the just couldn't have weirdos like them holding such an esteemed title! So on one brisk evening, they invited the she-wolf out on an exploration trip with them.
Aisling, as gullible as she was, thoroughly began to believe that her life was taking a turn for the better. So she accepted this little invitation, and allowed the small group of three to lead her towards a ravine filled with jagged rocks, and in it's center a fast flowing river. While they got her to observe the features below, since she had never been so far from home and witnessed such a fall, the largest of the three rammed into her and shoved into into the ravine. Down, down she fell, slamming against the ravine walls, but amazingly she avoided colliding with any of the jagged rocks that would have certainly killed her if they had impaled her. Instead, she had the luck of landing in the river. She struggled against it's current, but on the way down she had simply taken to much damage and was to tired to fight against the current. It swept her off as though she were nothing more than a weightless doll, and she fell unconscious as she was thrashed against rocks and swept further and further away.
When she awoke, Aisling had no idea how long she had been asleep. All she knew was that she hadn't drowned and, with the new scents and strange landscape, she was far from home. Fear and confusion replaced her hate, and as she wondered on for days and days she grew more and more tired. For some reason, she had lost all motivation to hunt and had begun to regret to hate she had held towards her mother. Being so far from her meant no more warmth, and that she no longer had no one. She was still quite young after all, and even with her great dislikes... she would have rather been taunted and jeered at than be alone.
The days swept by, and eventually Aisling had stumbled across a stranger. He was a loner, and at first she was skeptical of having any relationship with the wolf at all, but she eventually grew to adore her temporary companion. He reopened her eyes, and in the short weeks she spent with the older wolf she regained her confidence. Thi particular loner pointed out her coloration, and claimed to know of a group that had the same colors. She still was unaware of the story behind her pelt, and why she had always been so good at hunting even at such a young age, so as the stranger lead her towards the pack area she grew extremely excited. Unknown questions would finally be answered!
Unfortunately, when the stranger had lead her to the outskirts of the pack's territory he left her there and told her he could venture no further. Sad to see him go, but eager for answers she bid him farewell and ventured forward into the territory that eventually ended up as her new home.
Once she'd become apart of the pack, Aisling grew stronger and stronger as the years went by. At first she was rather shy and tended to keep to herself, but she slowly began to open up into the wolf she is today.
Other: Aisling loves to nap on warm rocks whenever the sun is at it's highest. Despite her blindness, she is exceptionally skilled of finding her way around through scent and sounds which have been slightly heightened on account of her missing sense. She also prefers to be called Ais rather than her full name.
Player Name: Radiation Fox
