Post by Deleted on Aug 9, 2011 21:40:06 GMT -5
Arria Aurora
Name: Arria
Nicknames: Blue
Gender: Female
Species: 87% human/ 13% werewolf by blood
Appearance: A strong looking young women at 6'1 with a figure that was nowhere near fat and far from the line of skinny. Arria seemed to have a nice middle-set body. Not too impressive in her curves, but just enough to look good in the right kind of dress, she often wore long shirts that hid this anyways. Prone to occasional human thievery, she nicks things such as unique necklaces, gloves, nice jeans, or long coats. Sometimes referring to herself as "Robin Hood" in a joking manner, when she is done with her stolen items, she gives them to the nicest person around her as a gift. Long, barely wavy, dark red hair flows down her back. Bright strange, metacromian eyes fill her pale complexion with light. Filling the left eye was blue, molding into silver. The right eye was the very essence of wolf with its golden color, a small strange fleck of green in the top right corner. Cheeks and nose doused in freckles, long limbs, and soft facial features give her the typical Irish lass kind of look.
Scars: A long, thin scar runs across her right eye from beneath her hair down her upper lip. Another, thicker scar, runs down her left hip and into her lower thigh.
Permanent Accessory: A small crystal dagger tied to a thin rope of braided rope. This crystal dagger is only capable of small cuts and is there for not used as a weapon unless tight circumstances call for it.
Personality: Arria can be rather hot-headed sometimes and often snaps at those who annoy her. She is quick to defend herself if she believes she has a right to say, do, or think something. She is a high energy, independent, reckless female with a taste for the bad life. Kindness touches her heart deeply for the right kind of people but trust is not her greatest skill. With a short temper in some cases and a long string of patients on the other hand, she can be highly unpredictable. Arria is often a very self-impulsive kind of girl with a nact for getting herself into trouble. Though not cocky, she can be a very proud soul when it comes to people believing they are above everyone else. Arria despises unfair authority but knows wisdom when she sees it. Often prone to getting into things bigger than herself when she feels there is a need, Arria has had her fair share of brave, but stupid encounters.
Weapon of choice: A medium sized, stainless steel hunting knife often tied to her person at the thigh or at the hip.
Skills: High agility, High intelligence, Good hunting skills, Trained use of small one-handed blades, & Decent fighting styles
Weaknesses: Charisma [due to her occasional temper], Blood of others [due to highly sensitive nose]
Age: 32 with the appearance of a 21 year old female
Family: Unknown relations
Likes
- Fireflies - Often enjoying her evenings she loves to spot a firefly. To catch them always puts a smile on her face.
- Water - Waterfalls, swimming, evening bathing. Everything about water draws Arria in. She could be a mermaid and no one would be surprised.
- Fire - Though it is the opposite Arria has a strange obsession towards fire. Often walking about with the nicest lighter she can find, she is borderline a pyromaniac.
- Running - Always running, every chance she gets. In the rain or snow, she doesn't care. Running is her biggest passion.
- Cold - Arria loves the cold, she would rather freeze to death than die of heat-exhaustion.
- Moon - Like any though to be typical night loving person, she is obsessed with the beauty of the moon and her silver light.
- Wolves - Oddly enough, she finds werewolf fascinating though her rare encounters aren't usually pleasant. And a feral wolf is a whole 'nother thing to drive her crazy with glee.
Dislikes
- Summer - The bright light, the death-bringing heat. Summer is her worst time of year.
- Human Nature - Though she tries to accept humans, and even some were's for their ignorance to nature and other's feelings, she still has a deep set hatred for humanity and how it naturally feels and behaves. Calling herself a human of any kind makes her burn. Greed, lust, all things that make a human who they are, she despises them in herself and others.
- Big Cities – Without a love for any kind of civilization at all, a city is her biggest discomfort.
Sky
Name: Sky
Gender: Female
Picture:Reference
Appearance: Sky is a smaller than average Dane with brindle generously thrown across her coat. Nearly her entire face is black from the nose and her hind left paw seems as if it was dipped in soot, also carrying the same black color. A strong but thin chain sits around her neck with a military style dog tag reading “Eagle #2534.6 Sp. Great Dane”.
Age: 3.4 human years, 24 dog years
Likes
- Hunting – Hunting by the side of her human is a great joy for Sky. Always putting her best in to each mission as if it were her life, Sky is a rare miss.
- Socializing – Unlike her very distrusting human Sky seems to constantly be happy and excited anywhere and near anyone. Though the strong occasional Lycan scent may send her into alertness, Sky never attacks without command.
- Pleasing – Sky is a trained, completely obedient dog. Sky knows over twelve different “tricks” and does almost anything on command. With high intelligence Sky can pick up scents or sounds at the will of her human and can practically tell time by the light of the day.
- Arria – Sky has a strong relationship with Arria. Raised by Arria just after a year of age, she is bound to her master with an invisible, unbreakable chain. With no outside motivation but to obey Arria alone, her obedience is never hindering.
Dislikes
- Large crowds – Large groups tend to bring out her alert, tentative side. The crazier the energy the more uncomfortable she is.
- Master’s Pain – It is said that every animal has a link into their owner’s subconscious. Whenever Arria is upset, angry, or hurting, Sky can feel it no matter how small the emotion. In hatred for a particular person by her owner, Sky may find herself occasionally staring down the disliked other or sometimes even growling.
- Bears
