Tonatzine Shaw, Loner, Female

[roguepup]

Name: Tonatzine Shaw
Age: 250
Gender: Female
Pack: Loner
Desired Rank: None(if not in a pack)
Appearance:

In wolf form, Tona is a mid sized female Alaskan wolf. Her coat is a light gray with a darkening muzzle and ears; she also has a longer, more shaggier coat due to the cold she was used to living in up in the Rockies. Tona stands at 18 inches from the shoulders; 90 lbs; and has copper colored eyes.

As a human, Tona has shoulder length dark brown hair, a roundish face and a slightly lighter hue of brown as an eye color. 5'7"; 98 lbs; and a lightly tanned skin tone.

Personality:

Tona is a relatively nice person once she has gotten used to someone, but at first, can come off a bit rude. She has a low tolerance level for those who pity themselves or are quick to give up and also is a bit of a feminist; believing that she and any other female out there in the world can do anything better than any male can. Once she gets used to someone, she isn't as sharp tongued and easily angered but can develop a bit of an over protective nature towards them, acting unfairly towards anyone that tries to get close to them without her approval. Besides her over bearing nature, Tona has a soft side for those who are younger than her and would do anything to protect them, even if it meant laying down her own life.

History:

Born into a small pack near the Alaskan Peninsula, Tonatzine was the daughter of the Beta male and one of the lesser females. She lived a relatively peaceful childhood, being raised as both a wolf and a human child in warm loving environments. It was in her 6th winter that she realized everything wasn't as peaceful as she had thought it to be. Her pack was attacked and ravaged by a rivaling clan one late night and although her father tried to protect herself and her mother, he failed and her mother was slaughtered. Hate slowly began to grow in her heart, as she believed her father purposefully let her mother die and from then on began to loath him. She grew up like that, the Alpha of her pack dead and gone and the other wolves following the instruction of the beast she had grown to hate. After an unfortunate confrontation with him and a failed uprising, Tona was banished from her pack; forced to wander the cold mountains in her wolf form in order to stay alive.

Tona wandered the mountain side, straying around the pack boundaries of other wolves and avoiding human contact from fear that she had lost her humanity and would no longer be accepted amongst them either. After a few years of wandering like that, she finally found herself near an abandoned cabin, where she felt she should rest and try to remember what it was like to be human. -this is where she is now...trying to live as a human but failing and still sleeping out in the wilderness like a wolf-

Relatives:

Father: Boris Tarry; Beta of a small pack in the Alaskan Peninsula.
Mother: Linna Shaw, lesser female in Boris' pack and Tona's mother. -deceased-
Tona was unaware of having any other relatives in the pack that were still living.

RP Sample:

The silver glow of the moon cast a luminescent glimmer over Tonatzine's coat as she limped through the shadows of the overhanging branches. She had just returned from a failed hunting expedition and was feeling the bruises she knew she had received from the fawn she had tried to take down. It was so small...

[/i] she thought, her copper eyes downward glancing and somber, I thought I had the upper hand.[/i] Stopping, she raised her paw to her muzzle and licked it tenderly as she considered what had happened to her.

She recalled crouching in the darkness of the undergrowth and watching a herd of deer grazing in a clearing. It was perfect, the buck and doe were a ways off and their fawn was absentmindedly chewing on a daisy closer to the edge of the forest. She didn't think twice about it, she was so hungry, the only thought in her mind was to charge...so she did. Bolting from the shadows, she made a bee line for the young doe and pounced, digging her fore claws into the fawns flank and knocking it to the ground; she was about to sink her canine's into it's throat and finish it off when the frightened creature kicked out with it's hooves and knocked her back, dealing a painful blow to her head.

Tona let out a yelp of discomfort and leaped into the air, whirling on her agile paws and growling threateningly at herself. What had she been thinking, letting such a pitiful create take the best of her. It was disgusting, disgraceful...not to mention embarrassing. Although she knew no one was there to witness her failure she still felt ashamed. Ashamed that she couldn't even take down one fawn on her own. She needed a pack and she knew it. She felt her ears curl up and her tail withdraw between her legs as she sat, whimpering in the moonlight. Just because she admitted it in her heart didn't mean she had to admit it out loud.

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[~Nighthunter~]

Accepted ;D