Bain // Pup // Female

[bain]

Name: Bain Schaduw
Age: 140
Gender: Female
Pack: Rulin
Desired Rank: Regular Wolf
Appearance:

My fur is a midnight black and I have Deep, yet bright, blue eyes. I have a thick peltage around the nape (back) of my neck and I am covered with many scars from various things (prey, other wolves, ect.) My movements are silenced because of thickly padded, wide paws. My paws are spread wide so as to not leave as much of a trail as other wolves. The hair around my ankles are there to help brush snow over what tracks are there. Thus, there is barely anything to track. I walk humbly, quick and silent.
My voice seeps with authority, yet is just loud enough for the well trained wolf ears to hear. But, sometimes, it can get loud and powerful. It is silky smooth and sometimes even comes off as a little bit flirtatious, but THIS IS NOT THE CASE! I am also very sleek and have smooth hair that helps protect me from some minor attacks. It is also smooth so that I may squeeze into small places and my hair does not get stuck in bushes that much. Most of my scars are on my throat and tail, but my fur has quickly grown over that. I am also thickly muscled in my hind legs and my teeth are kind of sharp for my age.

Personality:

Bain isn't loud and obnoxious, but she is defiantly not quiet. She WILL voice her opinions, but only when the time is appropriate. She can either be the sweetest little, but conniving, thing you have ever seen, or, she can be your worst enemy. When your her worst enemy you don't last long, she tends to be very manipulative and can easily turn wolves against each other. That's what she did to get revenge on her pack for killing her mother. She can get her way, but she is not necessarily bossy. She, if accepted, can be a powerful tool for any pack because of her massive brain power. She can beat anyone because of her vast knowledge she has stored and because of her amazing strategigizing abilities. That is why she makes a good spy or messenger and hopes to be the Alpha's right hand adviser. Bain also feels no pity, no regret, no emotions, because of what happened to her mother. In her eyes she is a tool to be used by her Alpha and nothing more. She doesn't care if she lives or dies, just so long as she can take as many wolves down with her when she goes.

History:

My mom died when was young. She was betrayed by her pack and attacked. My older brother and sister were killed in the attack, they gave their lives so that my other older sister and me could escape. But, alas, my older sister was injured and, without a medical wolf, soon passed. That was what happened in my first few years of living of living. My mom soon grew ill and passed, but not before she taught me everything she new. She taught me the best way to fight, best way to hunt, and best way to escape. She tried to teach me how to hid, but I refused, hiding is for the weak, and I would be weak no more. But, I have picked up a few good hints along my short road about spying. I lived with my mom until she died a month later. I tried to berry her, but I was to young, and soon, the coyotes came and dispersed of her for me. I had watched, emotionlessly, as they tore her flesh from bone. It didn't matter now, she was gone, the one person who could keep her safe would never breath. again. All she had left me was a lifeless corpse. I soon turned and, without a second though, and with a hardened heart, I ventured forth. I am now looking for a pack. I don't need a family, I just need someone...anyone...

Relatives:

LIVING STATUS:
Mother: Diseased
Father: Unknown
Brothers 1, 2: Unknown (most likely dead)
Sister: Dead

RP Sample:

Bain carefully padded through dense undergrowth. Her thickly padded paws falling silently, one in front of another. She elegantly weaved herself through branch after branch of brush. She soon came to a clearing and faltered. Throwing her muzzle skyward she drew in a breath of fresh air. The cool winter's wind burned in her lung as she identified everything around her. She smell plants, dormant in their slumber, prey, scuttling about. She would have gone hunting, just for the pure joy of it but, alas, she was on a mission. Besides, food was scarce in these lands and she was not hungry. She also knew that wasting precious food would not earn her brownie points with the Alpha.

Speaking of which, were was he? Bain was sure that by now her presence would have been made known, right? Maybe she had given this pack more credit then it deserved? She shook the thoughts from her head, no, this was a strong pack, she had been observing them for a while now. Their fighting styles, their eating times, and even, their mating habits. She shook the snow from her smooth black pelt that was gently blowing in winter's cool, almost eerie breath. She was trying to clear her mind for the mind was a dangerous thing to get lost in. Especially hers.

Suddenly Bain felt as though she was being watched. She hurled herself around to face the edge of the clearing, a viscous snarl erupted from deep withing her and bubbled out over her muzzle. "Who's there?" She barked, not a hint of fear in her voice. Then, a majestic figure walked into view, he held and air of power about himself. She immediately bit back her snarl as she realized who this must be. "My deepest apologies sire, I did not realize whom I was in the presence of." She bowed her head slightly and let out a small whine. For standing in font of her was none other then the might Dieu Pack's Alpha!

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Other Characters: N/A

[~Nighthunter~]

accepted