Post by werefae on Aug 1, 2009 22:46:38 GMT -6
Name: Liina Arani Siitarian
Nickname: SpiderLilly
Age: 20 Years Old, Werewolf of 13 years.
Gender: Female
What Region are you starting at: Metallic
History:Liina grew up in a peaceful little place in the back of nowhere until about the age of 4. Her family had decided to make the move to a larger town, where they thought Liina might get a better education, also following where their occupations were sending them. Liina suffered teasing there, because, despite her lack of schooling previous to that, she quickly made her way through the elementary school classes to 9th grade.
On the evening of her 5th birthday, she and her family were out celebrating the evening at a nearby restaruant when a gangfight set off a spray of bullets. The three of them found a place to hide in an alleyway, since the fight would go on late into the night, and when Liina woke up in the morning, she'd find that both her parents had been caught in the crossfire and died to protect her. Lost, the little girl wandered around for a year, finding that her house had been occupied by another family when she finally made it back, before she made her way towards a forest near the town.
It was here that Liina would have her next fateful encounter, living for a while on whatever fruits and berries she could find, and often sharing her food with whatever insects happened to live in her place to stay at the time. Since she'd been lost and abandoned, she'd lost the ability to track the days, but it was her 6th birthday that she stumbled on the large beast drinking at the pond.
She kept her distance from the massive wolf, but all the same, the creature couldn't help watching her. The creature decided to bunker down with the child, occasionally bringing in rabbits or one of those little creatures the girl wouldn't hardly touch without a little growling. A couple weeks after the encounter, Liina and her new companion were sleeping, her in the home, him just outside it's entrance, when another collaboration of wolves, similar in size to the first, showed up.
The whole of the group took human shape, met only by snarls in the loner.
The seeming leader of the pack stared over him at the small mass of flesh hiding in the stone overhang. "THIS is where you've been hiding? Playing pet for some little human whelp!?" He snarled. "That foolish creature hasn't the slightest INKLING what you are, does it?"
~Shut up, Siv!~ He snarled. ~She's too young to understand, and she's all alone.~ He snarled back, still insistang on not changing. ~We don't kill but one or two rabbits a week. Leave us be, Dammit!~ He continued, careful not to let his tongue slip into the more common language of his abandoned brethren.
"She won't let you stay when she finds out. You know she'll fear you, Kine." the blonde cooed at him, curling up in front of the wolf and patronizingly rubbing his head between his ears. "And you know it, don't you?"
Kine gave a low snarl before twisting his head around to stare a long moment as his living companion, new resolve finding his eyes as he tore his muzzle around to latch onto Siv's arm and glare menacingly at him. ~Leave this place! Leave the cub and I be!~
Siv gave a muted snarl, pulling against the fangs lodged in his tanned arm. Finally, he had been released. "Fine, mongrel... But if I ever catch the odor of that little human whelp on my land, you will BOTH have hell to pay!" He warned, wrenching his arm free before he and his pack stormed off to ignore the pair.
After a few minutes, the wolf heard a soft sound behind him, and turned to see the cub watching him where she lay, her brow tilted. His heart dropped a few places in his chest as he fretted over whether or not he should leave, tucking his tail low warily. "... K-Kine...? Is... Is that your name?" She asked slowly, recieving a gentle nuzzle from the wolf against her chest. He curled up next to her as she giggled. "Does... Does that mean the werewolves were your pack?" Her small frame lay over his as she asked, and she felt his muscles tense at the question as he tried to find some way to answer the question that didn't involve giving himself away. She yawned softly and shook her head. "Nevermind. Doesn't matter." She hummed, falling asleep again.
Kine revealed himself a few days later, and the pair spent some time after that caring for one another, Kine teaching her the ways he and his ex-pack had followed and the only ways he seemed to know. After a while, food became scarcer than it had been in the past, and Liina took ill. Kine did his best, but in the end, he realized that, without medical attention of a special nature, there was very little he could do.
In the end, Liina was again 'abandoned' on the edge of the werewolf village, a fresh bite wound on her arm and a mild fever as the virus that is Were spread through her system and ravaged the illness as well as her body. From that day forth, when she woke as the fever dropped, she was adopted by the tribe of werewolves and brought up in their community, mastering the art of her transmormation even beyond the skill of the elders.
Personality: Over the years, Liina developed a die-hard determination, promising herself that she would find her adoptive father again and convince him to take her in as part of his pack once more, though, admittedly, she wondered if he'd even remember her, much less recognize her. Her desire for knowledge and reading material exceeded her ability to obtain it among the pack, so she left to join the humans. She will NEVER be seen without a book in-paw and a parcel of others to choose from when she gets bored with it or runs out of pages to read. She's been known to break illusions if there's a feline on the field, and it's suspected that, when it's not required, she travels in wolfen or anthro form, as she dislikes the absence of her fur.
Approved Concepts for my character as a Werewolf:
Breeding: My character can breed with Pokemon, under three conditions.
1. The Pokemon MUST be Canine.
2. The Pokemon MUST be at least lvl 20.
Birthings are handled the same way Wolves and Humans' are... Live. (Cannot breed until I have a den and pack of my own.)
My character can speak to Pokemon ONLY if said Pokemon is Canine, and at least level 5. (Before level 5, it's my assumption that Pokemon are still speaking infantoid.)
My character can join the fight, but is treated as a human regardless of form, and allowing for the added weapons of claws and teeth.
The Virus can only be passed on when DS deems it so, and only when my character is in Canine or Humanoid form. (Virus is void when in human form.)
-Only Shadow Pokemon will obtain a human(oid) form when obtaining the Virus. (At DS's discretion)
-Virus is shared through saliva or Blood. Claws do not affect the spread of the virus.
Nickname: SpiderLilly
Age: 20 Years Old, Werewolf of 13 years.
Gender: Female
What Region are you starting at: Metallic
History:Liina grew up in a peaceful little place in the back of nowhere until about the age of 4. Her family had decided to make the move to a larger town, where they thought Liina might get a better education, also following where their occupations were sending them. Liina suffered teasing there, because, despite her lack of schooling previous to that, she quickly made her way through the elementary school classes to 9th grade.
On the evening of her 5th birthday, she and her family were out celebrating the evening at a nearby restaruant when a gangfight set off a spray of bullets. The three of them found a place to hide in an alleyway, since the fight would go on late into the night, and when Liina woke up in the morning, she'd find that both her parents had been caught in the crossfire and died to protect her. Lost, the little girl wandered around for a year, finding that her house had been occupied by another family when she finally made it back, before she made her way towards a forest near the town.
It was here that Liina would have her next fateful encounter, living for a while on whatever fruits and berries she could find, and often sharing her food with whatever insects happened to live in her place to stay at the time. Since she'd been lost and abandoned, she'd lost the ability to track the days, but it was her 6th birthday that she stumbled on the large beast drinking at the pond.
She kept her distance from the massive wolf, but all the same, the creature couldn't help watching her. The creature decided to bunker down with the child, occasionally bringing in rabbits or one of those little creatures the girl wouldn't hardly touch without a little growling. A couple weeks after the encounter, Liina and her new companion were sleeping, her in the home, him just outside it's entrance, when another collaboration of wolves, similar in size to the first, showed up.
The whole of the group took human shape, met only by snarls in the loner.
The seeming leader of the pack stared over him at the small mass of flesh hiding in the stone overhang. "THIS is where you've been hiding? Playing pet for some little human whelp!?" He snarled. "That foolish creature hasn't the slightest INKLING what you are, does it?"
~Shut up, Siv!~ He snarled. ~She's too young to understand, and she's all alone.~ He snarled back, still insistang on not changing. ~We don't kill but one or two rabbits a week. Leave us be, Dammit!~ He continued, careful not to let his tongue slip into the more common language of his abandoned brethren.
"She won't let you stay when she finds out. You know she'll fear you, Kine." the blonde cooed at him, curling up in front of the wolf and patronizingly rubbing his head between his ears. "And you know it, don't you?"
Kine gave a low snarl before twisting his head around to stare a long moment as his living companion, new resolve finding his eyes as he tore his muzzle around to latch onto Siv's arm and glare menacingly at him. ~Leave this place! Leave the cub and I be!~
Siv gave a muted snarl, pulling against the fangs lodged in his tanned arm. Finally, he had been released. "Fine, mongrel... But if I ever catch the odor of that little human whelp on my land, you will BOTH have hell to pay!" He warned, wrenching his arm free before he and his pack stormed off to ignore the pair.
After a few minutes, the wolf heard a soft sound behind him, and turned to see the cub watching him where she lay, her brow tilted. His heart dropped a few places in his chest as he fretted over whether or not he should leave, tucking his tail low warily. "... K-Kine...? Is... Is that your name?" She asked slowly, recieving a gentle nuzzle from the wolf against her chest. He curled up next to her as she giggled. "Does... Does that mean the werewolves were your pack?" Her small frame lay over his as she asked, and she felt his muscles tense at the question as he tried to find some way to answer the question that didn't involve giving himself away. She yawned softly and shook her head. "Nevermind. Doesn't matter." She hummed, falling asleep again.
Kine revealed himself a few days later, and the pair spent some time after that caring for one another, Kine teaching her the ways he and his ex-pack had followed and the only ways he seemed to know. After a while, food became scarcer than it had been in the past, and Liina took ill. Kine did his best, but in the end, he realized that, without medical attention of a special nature, there was very little he could do.
In the end, Liina was again 'abandoned' on the edge of the werewolf village, a fresh bite wound on her arm and a mild fever as the virus that is Were spread through her system and ravaged the illness as well as her body. From that day forth, when she woke as the fever dropped, she was adopted by the tribe of werewolves and brought up in their community, mastering the art of her transmormation even beyond the skill of the elders.
Personality: Over the years, Liina developed a die-hard determination, promising herself that she would find her adoptive father again and convince him to take her in as part of his pack once more, though, admittedly, she wondered if he'd even remember her, much less recognize her. Her desire for knowledge and reading material exceeded her ability to obtain it among the pack, so she left to join the humans. She will NEVER be seen without a book in-paw and a parcel of others to choose from when she gets bored with it or runs out of pages to read. She's been known to break illusions if there's a feline on the field, and it's suspected that, when it's not required, she travels in wolfen or anthro form, as she dislikes the absence of her fur.
Appearance:
Approved Concepts for my character as a Werewolf:
Breeding: My character can breed with Pokemon, under three conditions.
1. The Pokemon MUST be Canine.
2. The Pokemon MUST be at least lvl 20.
Birthings are handled the same way Wolves and Humans' are... Live. (Cannot breed until I have a den and pack of my own.)
My character can speak to Pokemon ONLY if said Pokemon is Canine, and at least level 5. (Before level 5, it's my assumption that Pokemon are still speaking infantoid.)
My character can join the fight, but is treated as a human regardless of form, and allowing for the added weapons of claws and teeth.
The Virus can only be passed on when DS deems it so, and only when my character is in Canine or Humanoid form. (Virus is void when in human form.)
-Only Shadow Pokemon will obtain a human(oid) form when obtaining the Virus. (At DS's discretion)
-Virus is shared through saliva or Blood. Claws do not affect the spread of the virus.