Post by Cylant on Jan 20, 2011 19:30:47 GMT -5
Name: Cylant
Rank: Alphess
Gender: female
Age: 3 Years
Alliance: Thundering Echoes
Description: She has a dark grey pelt that becomes lighter as it goes to her tail, making her tail pure white. Her chest, legs, and underbelly are pure white. That is, three of her back legs- one of the ones in the back is light grey, instead. Her eyes are a pale brown and her ears are more pointed than in the picture.
Personality: First thing you should know about Cylant here, she will not take laziness. At all. Yeah, she'll let people relax a little and have fun, but if they stop doing their job, they will get warned. If they continue, she will punish them as she sees fit. Although she does this, she is really nice. She only does this because she cares for everyone. if someone stops doing there job (like a hunter, for instance) it can effect the whole pack. So, yeah. She's a strict fae. But only at times-- when she has to be.
Another thing about Cy is that she doesn't fall for just anyone. She isn't a wolf for "flings". She's looking for a mate. Not some one-time male just using her because she's powerful. She's very pretty but she isn't about to flaunt it.
Some of her weaknesses include other Alphas. She always thinks she has to impress them, and in trying, she thinks she's messing up. So, she will sometimes stumble in front of them and kind of laugh it off. She's trying to calm down in front of other superior wolves.
Some of her strengths include hunting and fighting. If she were not to have the rank of Alphess, she would be a hunter, for her skills are great- even if she isn't the most cunning. She's probably good at these because no matter what, she still thinks there's more to learn, and is willing to ask those with lower rankings for advice.
Family:
Mother: Des -- Where-abouts Unknown
Father: Arka -- Deceased
Siblings: Flynt -- Only brother died as a pup. (see History)
Offspring: None, at the moment.
History: When Cylant was very young, she only had her mother. Her father was dead. He had been killed by a coyote while defending his family. Still, Cylant's only brother, who was named Flynt, was grabbed by a coyote and killed. This event became Cylant's worst nightmare- being snatched by a coyote. And in a way, it was the best dream she had. Because in the end, she found her brother and father- alive.
As she got older, her mother taught her to hunt and defend herself. Although, her mom wasn't that great at defending herself... Her mother disappeared when Cy was a year and a half old. No one found her again. She never even said good-bye to her only pup.
Cy continued teaching herself and learning bits and peices of fighting and hunting tricks from loners. They never seemed to mind sharing some info in exchange for some good food. Cy continued to go higher in social standings until she felt ready to challenge the highest-- Alpha.
Now, Cylant is Alphess of of Thundering Echoes. She rules with justice and doesn't take laziness. One of her pet-peeves may just get her pack to become one of the greatest in the area. Sooner or later. She'll help everyone in her pack. She'll welcome loners. She'll be fair. Cy won't take no.
RP Example:
Cylant
Her pale brown eyes stared into the grass. Waiting, silently, for prey to make a sound. Behind her, a tall canyon with dens and mountain goats. Until the others were ready, she was stuck here, hunting smaller prey. The grass rustled ahead of her. It sounded like a rabbit.
Cy pushed her white underbelly to the ground, her long, white front paws biginning to inch forward. Her grey and white hindlegs helped propel her forward. The rabbit in sight, she pounced on it and shook it. Crack! It's neck broke in an instant.
Cy carried the rabbit back to her pile. Grabbing the two rabbits, she hurried back, her image a streak of dark grey and white.
The dens were set into the side of the canyon. She placed the prey in a small pile, which would be much larger once they returned from the hunting trip. She looked into the eyes of her pack. They looked anxious. "Let's get moving, then." She growled lightly. The other wolves that were going with her stepped forward and began following her out of the rocky clearing.
A mountain goat was standing above in the mountains, just waiting to be taken. And the wolves knew it. The hunters were quiet, each step silent and their voices gone. This was considered a "turning point" for the youngest wolf with them. He had been training to become one of the hunters for the past year. He was past the normal age were this kind of thing would happen. Cylant had come to see his progress. If she saw he was fit, she would add him to the ranks. He would get to be a hunter. If she didn't see him as fit enough, he would have to keep going. If it took too long, there was a chance of him being exiled.
Three of the wolves broke away from the group. They were to run the goat into a trap laid out by the other seven. Cy followed the three, quietly, since that is were the wolf had gone. The three snuck up on the goat, easily. They circled it on three sides, then, began chasing it to the other wolves. Soon enough, Cylant witnessed the goat being bit at the neck and sides. The goat fell and they killed it. It would have died from shock, either way. The wolves brought down another goat, then they returned with the two. Brimmed with pride and happiness.
Cylant jumped up to the ledge above the clearing. "My pack!" She spoke loudly, the near canyons adding to the effect. Everyone watched her.
"I am glad to say, we have a new hunter. May your swiftness and speed continue through you life and bring you much glory." She dipped her head a little, and the wolf responded the same way. He seemed to reply "Thank you." But, he couldn't be heard over the chatter that began through the wolves as they sat down.
Word Count :: 503
Notes :: Hah, changed it. Sorry, I thought the other was too short. Sorry if it seems like I'm "god-moding". I would have had another person RPing if this were in the forums. Hope you like it
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