Post by zeety on Mar 18, 2009 13:41:36 GMT -5
Name;
Kohaku (Koh)
Age;
2 1/2 Years
Gender;
Female
Personality;
Some are wild, some are calm, some are submissive, some are dominating. Then there are some that just break through the barriers. You'll know exactly what is meant by that when you meet Koh. She is the sort of female that thinks highly of herself, she like her pelt to be in top condition and she can't stand having others think badly of her, but she refuses to sink as low as snobbery. To say the very least she's interesting, to say the most she is completely and utterly insane. Or as far as a human child would see it. She is one of these who never seems to loose her energy, she has that hyperactive beyond friendly way about her and is always the first to jump out and say hello. Sometimes it is as though she dosen't think, dispite the amount of thought she puts into things. She hates to see others feeling down, but sometimes she is the one to make them feel that way. She can be extremely stubborn when she wants to be and is generally just a big kid as far as things go. Like all kids she has her selfish, stubborn moments, her times of generosity and kindness and then the occasional moments where random impulses lead every decision. Then again, these 'occasional' circumstances are rather frequent.
Description;
Before you stands a wolf, so obviously female from her lithe, slender figure. The short furred pelt seems to have a base colour of a gray that passes as almost white. But unlike some wolves she has the most graceful and fitting markings, down her back blazes a dark 'streak' marking. It peaks our between her auds just about making its way to her brow and narrows into the rest of the fur. But at the base of her tail it does something very different, instead of narrowing and remaining bold it fades into the fur making it less noticed. As your drawing closer to the female you begin to notice more about her. The odd fawn brown flecks in her pelt that help to make up the very ligh gray base, which in actuall fact gets a little darker around her chest and underbelly. You now close enough to notice some very intense details, like the brown rimming at her auds or the deep, entrancing amber hues. Of course this is where her name came from, her deep amber eyes.
History;
Life for some can be hard, but it all leads up to the same thing, death. Perhaps the most interesting things about some are the ways they died. Koh was still a pup when she lost everything, though she hadn't died just yet. A traiter among her birthpack pulled some strings and had the entire pack, barring the pups, slaughtered. Koh was optomistic though, its what saved her life. She went oddly uneffected by the loss. In actuall fact she was simply to young to understand that when the pack began to stink of not-breath it meant they wern't coming back. But she remained hopeful that they would. Of course she recognised the traiter and trusted him, she willing accepted his company and care, unknowing that her pack was dead and it was all his fault. A year old and she hadn't forgotten the night her pack stopped moving, stopped speaking, stopped living.
But she knew nothing of the traiter who had caused it and went on with her life. That was until one of the newer pack members, the gang who had led the assasination of the old pack, let it slip while she was around. Outraged her and her siblings attacked, each and every murderer there was murdered, brutally. Her sibling took control and started gathering a pack together again, but Koh couldn't come to terms with what she had done, she was a killer. So she decided to completely get rid of that part of her life. First stage of her plan was to leave the past behind, leave the pack. And so she wandered alone for a while, taking a new happier outlook on things, trying in every aspect to be positive, and it resulted in her being what she now is.
But as was previously said, for some the most interesting part of their lives was their death, Koh might just be one of those cases. A simple old dull life. But the death, that is something interesting, guilt and self-loathing always coarsed through her, though she never let it show. The only way to redeem herself was a life for a life. She gave her life to put things right, drowning herself. Oh well, she was much happier dead anyway. She felt atoned for her sins and a new. She felt free to get on with her life once more.
Ability;
None
Password;
PASSWORD ACCEPTED