Name: Tenshii
Gender: Female
Dog/Wolf: Wolf
Age: 11 moons
Affiliate: Loner
Rank: N/A
Appearance: Somewhat like this, I suppose:
http://www.freewebs.com/dawnmoon/Wolf-White.jpgMinus the wings and the ice crown, of course. Actually, just picture her without all the anti-wolf features. Also, her eyes are a pale green... greenish yellow? Lime green? Call it what you like. :]
Personality: Strong and silent, Tenshii doesn't speak much. She only speaks when spoken to, and keeps her thoughts to herself. She is very independent and intelligent, but she does seem quite awkward when with others. She is very straightforward and to-the-point; there is no messing around with her. She accepts life as it goes, as she sees no point in fighting against the inevitable. She shows no clue of which side she's on; one wonders if she even takes sides.
She has taught herself all the hunting techniques that she knows, but because she doesn't like to start fights, she has only thought of moves that are used for the defensive side, although they may be used as a last resort as an attack move.
History: Tenshii was born in the forest to two unknown wolves. She has no recollection whatsoever of her parents or littermates [if she had any]. She doesn't even know if Tenshii is her real name, but the only memory she has is the whispering of an unseen wolf saying it, so that is what she believes her name must be.
Roleplay Sample: A soft drizzle left the forest full of fresh scents. The tiny, yet numerous ripples of nearly invisible raindrops broke the otherwise smooth surface of puddles. A white shape padded silently through the pines, weaving between them with easy, quiet grace. Bright green eyes surveyed the forest; it really was a beautiful sight during the spring. The weather was perfect too, never too hot, never too cold.
Soon, the she-wolf came upon a small clearing with a sparkling pond. She padded up to it and stared down into the water. Her reflection was shattered with the falling rain so that all she could see of herself were chips of white with a few tiny splashes of green-yellow. Yet, somehow, it represented her perfectly.
Someday, she'd figure out who she was.