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Post by [Grep] on Nov 4, 2012 23:43:34 GMT -5
Vitals
Full Name: Adele
Gender: Female
Age: 11 months
Species: Red Fox
Appearance: Adele is a large red fox for her age. She has stocky legs and a large head. Adele has dark amber, almost brown, round eyes that are almost always in a fiery glare. Her fur is overall short, but fluffs up at the tail. Adele's fur is duller than most foxes, and has more brown blended into it. Her face is darker than the rest of her pelt, and she has dark brown tear-drop markings. (Kinda like what cheetahs have.) Only her front feet have brown socks.
The Heart
Personality:Adele is a feisty vixen. She will almost always rather stand and fight than retreat, but she knows to pick her battles. Adele does not appreciate jokes, and is horribly stubborn. She is also a berserk; one who uses an excess of rage in battle to fuel their attacks. Adele enjoys a good fight, especially winning a good fight. She is kind, in her own way. Adele will not walk up and shake your hand or anything (because she doesn't have hands), but she does not abandon those who need help. As a fox and therefore a solitary creature, Adele is also a bit quiet. Feelings such as love or happiness are almost never expressed, as if exposing them to the world would just sweep them away. It would only take one who is really looking to notice how Adele cares about them. Finally, Adele is a bit of a perfectionist. She cannot stand eating anything spoiled or rotten unless absolutely necessary, and is scared of the sick. Anything you give Adele to do will be done right, no matter how long it takes. Adele never slacks off a duty, and if forced to do so feels guilty.
Virtues and Skills:
-Is an excellent fighter, and constantly plans attacks.
-A natural leader, doesn't let anyone belittle her.
-Is a beserk(meaning she flies into huge rages when fought, and uses the rage to power her attacks).
Faults and Weaknesses:
-Has a terrible temper.
-Loves to fight... too much.
The Bygones
Brief Bio: Adele grew up in a large litter that she was the largest and strongest of. She took it upon herself to "discipline" her siblings, but this often went a little too far. Her mother often had to intervene, and if she couldn't control Adele than her father would step in. Adele eventually got frustrated enough to leave. Her life on her own became a mess of fights started by her terrible temper. In fact, she once tried to take down a deer.
Family Relations: N/A
Roleplay Sample
Adele's sense of smell had returned, and though her side still ached her injuries had scabbed over and were healing nicely. She needed to eat yet again, her rabbit was gone and grass no longer satisfied her. The need to fatten up for winter throbbed through her brain, so much so that she was constantly foraging. Adele searched for overripe berries hanging on heavy branches. She nipped the tips off the dying grass, dug for clams on lake sides. Already, her coat was getting thicker and her steps heavier. No animal took the approaching winter lightly. Adele paused at the sounds of migrating birds overhead. They had a different way of surviving the cold time; fleeing. Adele considered creatures who ran as cowards, never testing their metal against nature. That was their purpose, after all, to survive. She snapped her jaws impatiently at the birds, and continued on her way scaling the pile of rocks. Scents flooded Adele's mind, especially the faint trace of an ancient pack of dogs which made her cautious. Adele knew they were extinct, of course, but instincts were a hard thing to ignore.
She listened carefully for the tell-tale skittering or crunching that would give away any rodent going about it's business. Adele began stepping more carefully around the rocks, ears flicking this way and that in her search for goodies. She played out an attack in her mind, she would reach between the rocks and try and scoop out the rodent, it would struggle and kick, she would throw it up into the air and snap it and shake it. With a squeak, the rodent's neck would be broken and she could scarf it down. This would be easy enough. Adele looked up at a small sound, and went quickly to see what it was.
