Post by Sinario on May 15, 2008 16:46:46 GMT -5
Name: Sinario
Pack/Tribe: Kanaran
Age: 27 Moons
Gender: Female
Rank: Healer
Picture: Nope, possibly to come! ^.^
Description: Sinario is at the basic prime of her life, just over two years. She is small in stature, with note a great amount of muscle. One of the reasons as to why she chose to be a healer instead if Fighter. She has pale grey fur covering the majority of her small body, with a black belly and muzzle. Her eyes are a pale, icy blue color, often filled with warm feelings, though. Her left forepaw is randomly white, much different then the rest of her body. Her tail and ears are also tipped in white.
Tattoos/Special Markings: From her nose, a pale blue line goes towards her eyes. When they reach there, they swirl out, going over and slightly under. They curl in on themselves just below each eye.
Personality: Sin is crazy. Extremely so, actually. But not the bad kind of crazy, really! She tends to violent mood swings, and sometimes randomly cries out: “MOOD SWINGS?!?! WHAT DO YOU MEAN MOOD SWINGS; I’M PERFECTLY CALM!!” Yeah. Pretty crazy. When her moods swings aren’t happening, she’s pretty nice and happy. She tends to mother others, even if they’re technically older then her. She snaps at people when they don’t listen to her or follow her orders when it comes to her mothering them when they are sick or injured, but she’s always gentle. Unless she doesn’t want to be….
History: Born and raised in the Kanaran Pack, and has never really been outside of their territory or anything. She was generally calm and quiet as a child, until the other pups started making fun of her for her physical weakness. Then she started getting mood swings and snapping at others. She ended up taking the path of Healer, in order to make up for her low physical strength. She learned much quickly, and her teacher was old. Soon after she became an official Healer, the last one passed on. She got over quickly, but more likely she just buried those feelings deep down inside her.
Other Important Information: Is crazy, likes the taste of moose a little more then she should.
Role-Play Example: Sinario exited the camp, looking up to the sky to make sure she hadn’t wasted too much time with greetings to her fellow pack-mates. She nodded. Yes, time was good so far. She picked up her pace, knowing that time was still short. She had to find those flowers before the sun set! A plant that recalls it’s flowers during the night, making it indistinguishable from any other plant. Her stock was shorts on those flowers, the dayflowers. She was running, and nearly passed. “I have finally found you, my prey!” she called to no one in particular as she picked the now-buds with her teeth. She then put them on a large leaf, and carried the remedy home like fine china with nothing to protect it except a thing cloth.
Pack/Tribe: Kanaran
Age: 27 Moons
Gender: Female
Rank: Healer
Picture: Nope, possibly to come! ^.^
Description: Sinario is at the basic prime of her life, just over two years. She is small in stature, with note a great amount of muscle. One of the reasons as to why she chose to be a healer instead if Fighter. She has pale grey fur covering the majority of her small body, with a black belly and muzzle. Her eyes are a pale, icy blue color, often filled with warm feelings, though. Her left forepaw is randomly white, much different then the rest of her body. Her tail and ears are also tipped in white.
Tattoos/Special Markings: From her nose, a pale blue line goes towards her eyes. When they reach there, they swirl out, going over and slightly under. They curl in on themselves just below each eye.
Personality: Sin is crazy. Extremely so, actually. But not the bad kind of crazy, really! She tends to violent mood swings, and sometimes randomly cries out: “MOOD SWINGS?!?! WHAT DO YOU MEAN MOOD SWINGS; I’M PERFECTLY CALM!!” Yeah. Pretty crazy. When her moods swings aren’t happening, she’s pretty nice and happy. She tends to mother others, even if they’re technically older then her. She snaps at people when they don’t listen to her or follow her orders when it comes to her mothering them when they are sick or injured, but she’s always gentle. Unless she doesn’t want to be….
History: Born and raised in the Kanaran Pack, and has never really been outside of their territory or anything. She was generally calm and quiet as a child, until the other pups started making fun of her for her physical weakness. Then she started getting mood swings and snapping at others. She ended up taking the path of Healer, in order to make up for her low physical strength. She learned much quickly, and her teacher was old. Soon after she became an official Healer, the last one passed on. She got over quickly, but more likely she just buried those feelings deep down inside her.
Other Important Information: Is crazy, likes the taste of moose a little more then she should.
Role-Play Example: Sinario exited the camp, looking up to the sky to make sure she hadn’t wasted too much time with greetings to her fellow pack-mates. She nodded. Yes, time was good so far. She picked up her pace, knowing that time was still short. She had to find those flowers before the sun set! A plant that recalls it’s flowers during the night, making it indistinguishable from any other plant. Her stock was shorts on those flowers, the dayflowers. She was running, and nearly passed. “I have finally found you, my prey!” she called to no one in particular as she picked the now-buds with her teeth. She then put them on a large leaf, and carried the remedy home like fine china with nothing to protect it except a thing cloth.
