Post by Chande Crescentmoon on Jan 6, 2011 20:49:28 GMT -5
{ E S S E N T I A L S }
Full Name: Ivory Kuai Le
Pronounciation: eye-vory kwa-ee-luh (It means Happy in Chinese Mandarin)
Nicknames: GlitterHappiness
Rank: Lone wolf
Past Ranks: Caretaker/Mongona of the Huang Shiko (Mongona = Slave Mongolian of that pack. It's slang)
Concierge: Nope!
Sex: Bitch/Fae/Femme/Female
Age: 2 years
Breed: Mongolian
Pelt: Light Sienna/White/grey
Eyes: Amber
Weight: 83lbs
Height: 25"
Languages: Wolf, Coyote-Accented, Mongolian Wolf
Distinguishing Features: As her purebred self, mongolians give off a blazing look as their fur moves under the sun. She is no exception. Ivory's fur brightens and makes a metallic reddish glow under the sun.
{ L I N E A G E }
Father:
Mother:
Siblings: Litter mates - Kringo(brother), Quio(sister)
Love: Krüregan (Mimic)
Pups: Landau and Teremun
{ A P P E A R A N C E }
Like a fire going through the snow, Ivory's pelt is a mixture of white, reds with minimum accents of a darker brown that almost looks like a black. Her face is soft, and her torso very lean. Her fur fluffs in the way that it looks like her attributes were floating around her. The only real dark red part of her is her ears, which dazzle the most when in sunlight. Her eyes, hold a honey-dew like colour with amber flecks that dance.
{ P E R S O N A L I T Y }
Ivory is kind, and happy. Somewhat skittish to new things until they are proven to be kind to her. She is the bright light in her family. Aside from the pain and anger she had felt in her past; she only likes the true feeling of happiness. Even if it's a little twisted with a wolf who'd rather be eaten by giant ants.
{ H I S T O R Y }
She was born into the world poorly rated by many. In a world of darker furred grey wolves and firey furred mongolians. She was a rare sight, a full mongolian given to the pack by her two purebred parents. It was known that the mongolians had shown to belong to the greys of this pack more-so as slaves. Unlike many of her breed she was edged with furs of whites, light greys with firey red accents that rung of unique qualities. But not only where these unique, but so was her name.
Instead of holding a Mongolian name, this wolf was named by the grey elder Sawua, she was named Ivory. But not because she was white, but because the were lovers before the shifting of conservation action in humans. It was rare now, the pack of elder believed in lore messages given to her from the spirits that helped keep the pack safe. She was unique. And not just within appearance.
Ivory's pack was rather dark minded, for they wished doom upon anything that had opposed them, or touched them that wasn't wolf. They spat in the name of man. They despised man for killing the greys and stealing the mongolians from their homelands. The Elder and Ivory only held the bubblely side, and as she grew up. Many began to despise Ivory for her thoughts on their damning. Which encouraged them to take up the sport on destroying whatever Ivory came to love. She had obtained a fox friend, and had loved her best friend deeply. And they killed her, they killed her parents off and the kind Elder. But no matter whom they destroyed. Ivory still somehow found a way to put it behind her after her time needed of crying.
For the only thing they did not kill was her siblings. Whom she was banned from talking to, as they had all followed in the steps of the pack and stayed away from her.
Ivory was isolated however. And during her yearlinghood. Felt numb for once. No one was there to celebrate her yearlinghood with her. They allowed her to wander off and come back without nothing. They never let her participate in hunts. Afraid she would distort or poison the meat with her loving ways. Ivory hunted on her own and became to herself and a little to.. unstable in mind. Until she grew to love another. Of another pack, upon the outskirts of her own. But he hadn't the knowledge of her. Ever.
It grew into months after her yearlinghood was celebrated amoung herself. When he finally founded her spying on his form in a Guarding-shift. He had known she was a Mongolian Subordinate and had fancied her ways. The pure white arctic introduced himself and within a few weeks grew to love Ivory as much as she loved him. But it only took another month before the pack would find out. Ivory and her love wished her pack to court. And due to laws of courting outside of the pack, Ivory`s lover was killed on sight.
It was the last time Ivory had the calm to not do anything. She went into resentment. But during that night, Ivory woke to blood shed. The pack her lover had been apart of stood up for their dead pack brother. Attacking her pack, mainly just for the grey wolf blood that surrounded her. Killing off people she loved, but saving the mongolian slaves. When the day rose, the pack welcomed in many Mongolians, and some parted ways to start their own pack amoungst themselves. However.. Ivory was declined a home, and decided it was time to leave... And find some happiness in the world.
That she could keep.
{ C H A R A C T E R - Q U I R K S }
She's intensely hard to make feel down about something. Naturally bubblely and happy.
{ M E M O R A B L E - Q U O T E S }
"What is in the past, is in the past. And no one has the power to change that. We only have the power to change.. the now and future."
"No hunny, those are not for Hamburgers." "Glitter-happiness!"
{ I N H A B I T A N T }
Name: Emelie
Age: 19
Gender: (male/female)
Other Characters: (All other characters, bio linked please)