Post by Calypso on Jul 16, 2012 5:39:19 GMT -5
Vitals
Full Name: Calypso Amaranth.
Gender: Vixen.
Age: Two Years.
Species: Grey Fox.
Appearance: Over all, shes black from nose tip to tail tip. A few strands of fur, just at the ends, around her face end in white. Around those eyes, on the forehead and on her cheeks this white coloration sets it self. As well, just a bit under the sides of her jaw. Down along her back, this color is also seen reaching down to her back legs and lastly her tail. Though, she has a white spot on her chest, making her stand out. A matching pair of soft icy blue eyes completes this odd set.
The Heart
Personality: Calypso, is no stranger to pain, suffering or pleasure. Having been groomed by her stony yet somewhat blood lusty father of hers. She has learned to be patient, to wait days, months or even years to get what she wants. Weather it be revenge or some other thing she is pursuing. Normally, she is the quiet one in the back ground to go unnoticed by most. She prefers to observe her surroundings and those who she might be competing against.
Being harden as she was by her father, who had been a Ringleader. He had taught her to show no emotion at all, simply it'd show weakness in his eyes and give her away. Making her a much easier target. She believes this and takes it to heart, to any who come face to face to her, she'll have a guarded expression or simply a emotionless one.
She however, at times, if the male or males catch her fancy. She has been known to be a flirt, to catch their attention and lure them in. She uses her feminine charms to draw males in and use them as she sees fit. Weather psychically or emotionally. Having let males before, tattered and broken, to get her way or what she wants she cares none and never looks back. What point is there in looking back, when there was nothing to look back at?
Despite all this, under that hardened shell and quiet out look. She can prove to be quite the soft, though she may not show it. She does care for others' aside from the ones she tended to use. What was their loss was merely her own gain. It is unlikely she'd find a partner any time soon, then again, is there a male out there that can tame this wild beauty?
Loyalty, depending who she has aligned her allegiances to. It can very. This was one thing her father had taught her very well, to be loyal to your friends and family. Though she is loyal to a fault, this is one thing that will take quite a few months to build with this mysterious character. Once, she is loyal to someone, she'll do just about anything for them. If it gains her anything on her end.
She can be very distrusting of others, especially other females no matter the species. She just knows how sly and deceiving her sex can be, she wouldn't put it past her for either sexes to turn around and betray her or others even if they have proven to be a most loyal friend. Her distrust can run very deep, once one deems to be untrustworthy in her eyes.
Mellow, it is one thing she knows how to do well. Even in a stressful or heated situation. You can insult her every which way and back and she'd keep her demeanor. Then again, she tends to stay out of such things, much more rathering being in the back ground kind of character just staying off everyone's' radar unless they've proven to have her attention.
Love? Hah, as if. This is the last thing you can expect from a creature like her. You'd or any for that matter would have such a hard time getting through that outer shell of hers. She'd tolerate you at best, but love, no way in hell. It'd have to freeze over in hell, before she fell head over heels for some handsome male.
Virtues and Skills: Duty and bravery can be Calypso's main virtues; others have been known to spark within this little fox. Her skills consist in those of hunting, stealth and leadership. She had lead a band once before, though small at first they had grown and done well over the months.
Faults and Weaknesses: Getting into trouble and her hard-headiness can be her worst weakness and faults. Calypso is known to her to get into trouble; weather it be with another fox or larger animal she always sticks her self in the worst situation there could be.
The Bygones
Brief Bio: Calypso was the only kit to survive out of the litter of six; the rest of her siblings either were deformed or had been still born into the world. She was the last to emerge into the vibrant, due to the hardship her parents faced. They devoted every bit of their time and very lives to the raising of this little devil; they quickly saw what sort of kit she would be and were proud of her.
Bleh, never got to write a history for her.
Family Relations: Mother - Dead. Father - Unknown.
Roleplay Sample
Well, the black vixen happened to be patrolling her boarders that night and setting new markers where they needed to be..'refreshed' so to say. Glancing around the vixen soon moved on, checking the scent markers she had set around the boarders. Seeing what ones needed to be refreshed and others' that didn't. She came across a few that required the attention, and those that did not. At lest for a few days any how. Giving a yawn, she pushed on, more so bored then tired. She was use to be nocturnal truly, but seeing the sun starting to rise finally, it meant it was time to head back.
The black vixen stopped in mid step, as a breeze coursed through the air, and sure enough her own fur. The scent of a unclaimed vixen at her boarders' came to her attention, Calypso rose an eye brow. So they choose to come here? For a moment the thought was lost, as the smell of a hare came to that nose. It made that stomach growl, it was true. She had gotten a few snacks here and there, from the mice she had hunted along the way. This would be a much more ideal meal, though perhaps..it would be something to offer her potential member as well..
Thus, lowering her self to the ground the black vixen began to silently weave her way through the tall grasses. It didn't take her long to spot the young plump hare, ah it was a good season to do hare hunting. With the spring in all, they always bounded up in substantial numbers. Even, if they proved to over populate. But the vixen hardly cared at that point, in range she prepared for that leap. she waited, for the right moment to strike, which would be soon. The hare was in fact starting to nap off, apparently believing it was safe out there.
But how so wrong it was, with a push of those legs, the vixen took too the air. Those front paws was what came into contact with the hare first, before her jaws clapped around the hares neck. It was over in a instant, the hare only had struggled for a mere moment before it's life was cut off. Getting a better hold, the vixen stood and trotted off towards the other, hopefully they'd still be there. But she wonder a bit about this one, just wondering how this may go. Wondering, if she could trust her..or not.
The vixen came to a stop, spotting the other through the tall grasses. Calypso moved forward, those soft blue eyes on the other, as she stepped out from the tall grasses. She eyed the vixen over a bit, setting the hare down at her own feet. "What brings you to the Moorlands?" She asked softy taking a seat her self.
Full Name: Calypso Amaranth.
Gender: Vixen.
Age: Two Years.
Species: Grey Fox.
Appearance: Over all, shes black from nose tip to tail tip. A few strands of fur, just at the ends, around her face end in white. Around those eyes, on the forehead and on her cheeks this white coloration sets it self. As well, just a bit under the sides of her jaw. Down along her back, this color is also seen reaching down to her back legs and lastly her tail. Though, she has a white spot on her chest, making her stand out. A matching pair of soft icy blue eyes completes this odd set.
The Heart
Personality: Calypso, is no stranger to pain, suffering or pleasure. Having been groomed by her stony yet somewhat blood lusty father of hers. She has learned to be patient, to wait days, months or even years to get what she wants. Weather it be revenge or some other thing she is pursuing. Normally, she is the quiet one in the back ground to go unnoticed by most. She prefers to observe her surroundings and those who she might be competing against.
Being harden as she was by her father, who had been a Ringleader. He had taught her to show no emotion at all, simply it'd show weakness in his eyes and give her away. Making her a much easier target. She believes this and takes it to heart, to any who come face to face to her, she'll have a guarded expression or simply a emotionless one.
She however, at times, if the male or males catch her fancy. She has been known to be a flirt, to catch their attention and lure them in. She uses her feminine charms to draw males in and use them as she sees fit. Weather psychically or emotionally. Having let males before, tattered and broken, to get her way or what she wants she cares none and never looks back. What point is there in looking back, when there was nothing to look back at?
Despite all this, under that hardened shell and quiet out look. She can prove to be quite the soft, though she may not show it. She does care for others' aside from the ones she tended to use. What was their loss was merely her own gain. It is unlikely she'd find a partner any time soon, then again, is there a male out there that can tame this wild beauty?
Loyalty, depending who she has aligned her allegiances to. It can very. This was one thing her father had taught her very well, to be loyal to your friends and family. Though she is loyal to a fault, this is one thing that will take quite a few months to build with this mysterious character. Once, she is loyal to someone, she'll do just about anything for them. If it gains her anything on her end.
She can be very distrusting of others, especially other females no matter the species. She just knows how sly and deceiving her sex can be, she wouldn't put it past her for either sexes to turn around and betray her or others even if they have proven to be a most loyal friend. Her distrust can run very deep, once one deems to be untrustworthy in her eyes.
Mellow, it is one thing she knows how to do well. Even in a stressful or heated situation. You can insult her every which way and back and she'd keep her demeanor. Then again, she tends to stay out of such things, much more rathering being in the back ground kind of character just staying off everyone's' radar unless they've proven to have her attention.
Love? Hah, as if. This is the last thing you can expect from a creature like her. You'd or any for that matter would have such a hard time getting through that outer shell of hers. She'd tolerate you at best, but love, no way in hell. It'd have to freeze over in hell, before she fell head over heels for some handsome male.
Virtues and Skills: Duty and bravery can be Calypso's main virtues; others have been known to spark within this little fox. Her skills consist in those of hunting, stealth and leadership. She had lead a band once before, though small at first they had grown and done well over the months.
Faults and Weaknesses: Getting into trouble and her hard-headiness can be her worst weakness and faults. Calypso is known to her to get into trouble; weather it be with another fox or larger animal she always sticks her self in the worst situation there could be.
The Bygones
Brief Bio: Calypso was the only kit to survive out of the litter of six; the rest of her siblings either were deformed or had been still born into the world. She was the last to emerge into the vibrant, due to the hardship her parents faced. They devoted every bit of their time and very lives to the raising of this little devil; they quickly saw what sort of kit she would be and were proud of her.
Bleh, never got to write a history for her.
Family Relations: Mother - Dead. Father - Unknown.
Roleplay Sample
Well, the black vixen happened to be patrolling her boarders that night and setting new markers where they needed to be..'refreshed' so to say. Glancing around the vixen soon moved on, checking the scent markers she had set around the boarders. Seeing what ones needed to be refreshed and others' that didn't. She came across a few that required the attention, and those that did not. At lest for a few days any how. Giving a yawn, she pushed on, more so bored then tired. She was use to be nocturnal truly, but seeing the sun starting to rise finally, it meant it was time to head back.
The black vixen stopped in mid step, as a breeze coursed through the air, and sure enough her own fur. The scent of a unclaimed vixen at her boarders' came to her attention, Calypso rose an eye brow. So they choose to come here? For a moment the thought was lost, as the smell of a hare came to that nose. It made that stomach growl, it was true. She had gotten a few snacks here and there, from the mice she had hunted along the way. This would be a much more ideal meal, though perhaps..it would be something to offer her potential member as well..
Thus, lowering her self to the ground the black vixen began to silently weave her way through the tall grasses. It didn't take her long to spot the young plump hare, ah it was a good season to do hare hunting. With the spring in all, they always bounded up in substantial numbers. Even, if they proved to over populate. But the vixen hardly cared at that point, in range she prepared for that leap. she waited, for the right moment to strike, which would be soon. The hare was in fact starting to nap off, apparently believing it was safe out there.
But how so wrong it was, with a push of those legs, the vixen took too the air. Those front paws was what came into contact with the hare first, before her jaws clapped around the hares neck. It was over in a instant, the hare only had struggled for a mere moment before it's life was cut off. Getting a better hold, the vixen stood and trotted off towards the other, hopefully they'd still be there. But she wonder a bit about this one, just wondering how this may go. Wondering, if she could trust her..or not.
The vixen came to a stop, spotting the other through the tall grasses. Calypso moved forward, those soft blue eyes on the other, as she stepped out from the tall grasses. She eyed the vixen over a bit, setting the hare down at her own feet. "What brings you to the Moorlands?" She asked softy taking a seat her self.
