Post by Shinepelt on Sept 12, 2015 19:02:33 GMT
Out Of Character
[&]Name/Alias: Skye
[&]Age: 32
[&]Experience: 10+ years
[&]How You Found Us?:
[&]Member Title: Tanner/Leatherworker
[&]In the event of unexplained inactivity, should we kill off or adopt out your character?: Kill off
In Character
[&]Full Name: Shinepelt
[&]Soul Name: Niysk (pronounced Nee-isk)
[&]Tribe: Wolfrider
[&]Age: Young adult 194
[&]Gender: Female
[&]List Of Personality:
+ Soft-hearted, generous
+ Overly protective of people who can't protect themselves
+/- Often listens quietly from the background without engaging in conversation
+/- Competitive streak a mile wide
+/- Isn't afraid to speak her mind if the topic is something she's passionate about
+/- Flirting goes right over her head
- Doesn't know when to back down from fights
- Less reluctant to make friends, but now can't seem to stop trying to fix everything for people
[&]Skills other than Sending?:
Magic: Sending (average)
Climbing: Above average
Clothing Design: Good
Dying Making: Very Good
Fighting (spear): Average
Fighting (unarmed): Good
Fishing: Very poor
Gathering: For dyes (excellent), for food (Below average, she knows just enough to not eat something that will kill her)
Hunting: Average (spear)
Hunting: Poor (knife)
Scouting: Below average
Singing: Below average
Story-telling: Awful
Tanning: Average
Leatherworking: Above average
[&]Likes/Dislikes:
+ Cuddling
+ Stories
+ Alone time
- Losing
- Rain
-- Briars
[&]Family:
Father: Fleet (elsewhere)
Mother: Softpaw (assumed deceased)
Siblings: None
Other Relatives: Open
Furmates/Lovemates/Recognized: Blaze (lovemate, deceased), open
[&]History: From a very young age, Shinepelt learned how to be self-sufficient. She traveled, for a very long time, with her father. Fleet was a lone wolf, and spoke seldom of her mother, and when he did it was often filled with pain. Shinepelt has never actually met other elves before, although her father did occasionally mention a holt he was once a part of, and she thrived on those stories.
Often speculating that she must get her sunny disposition from her deceased mother, Shinepelt often felt herself at a lack for conversation and quickly developed the habit of talking to herself when it gets too quiet. The only times that she truly focuses is when she's working with leather, though her skill with tanning was quickly surpassed by her ability to create vivid dyes. However, despite her age, she has had few opportunities to create new clothes, as her father was rather minimalistic, and she learned very quickly that her talents were going to be wasted.
One morning, when she was just shy of 150 turns, she awoke to find herself alone, except for her old wolfbond Darkrunner. There was no trace of her father or that he had ever been there; his things were gone and he had erased any signs of his passing. Unsure what to do with herself, she has since taken to wandering and hoping she finds this mythical group of elves that her father spoke so much about. While traveling to find these elves, she found Blaze. The blonde elf was very wary of her exuberance at first, but Shinepelt invariably won her over. The two traveled together, becoming close. The White Cold before they arrived at the holt, Darkrunner passed, and Shinepelt felt the loss of her first wolf friend acutely.
After their arrival, the young tanner made fast friends with Shadestep, denning with him for some time before she and Blaze realized that their love for one another was not unrequited. In a shy exchange of soulnames, the two became lifemates. Fate was to be cruel, however, as the plantshaper's abilities blossomed, and one New Green saw the snowy-haired maiden's death. Shinepelt has since become far more reclused, a shadow of her former self, throwing herself into her work and distancing herself from the tribe.
She has since come to terms better with her mates death, and the old wanderlust struck, so when a group went to visit the Go-Back's, she joined them. It has given her fresh perspective and new things to learn, and she is quickly finding herself feeling almost more at home than she did down in the forest. She's even begun taking apart her old bond-friend's pelt to try making herself something new. It's likely only a matter of time before she feels the need to move again, but only the High Ones know when that will strike.
[&]Often seen wearing: dark reds and browns; brown leggings, red leg wraps, brown boots, red ans brown top.
Whitecold - hooded, furlined wrap vest in dark brown.
[&]Body: Sunkissed skin, quirky Cupid’s bow mouth, small upturned nose and a strong brow; pronounced hip and collar bones. A long scar along one thigh.
[&]Height/Build: 3’7”, lithe with strong arms and shoulders, slender hips
[&]Hair: A thick, lustrous brown, soft waves with a hint of curl, forelock falling over one eye, has been roughly chopped off just below the chin. She still wears it loose except for above her right ear, which is pulled back tightly, braided, and held in place with a bone comb.
[&]Eyes: Large and bright, a soft golden green framed with thick lashes, deep set and heavily hooded. Slightly upturned at the corners.
[&]Picture:
[&]Bonded animal: Bouncer, wolf
[&]Bond age: 7
[&]Gender: Female
[&]Appearance: Average sized, dusky brown with a darker underbelly
[&]Personality/Behavior: Curious and precocious, she earned her name by startling easily as a pup every time someone snuck up on her. Playful with the other elves and wolves, contrary to her elf's demeanor, she is always eager to go and never quite stands still.
[&]Other:
[&]Name/Alias: Skye
[&]Age: 32
[&]Experience: 10+ years
[&]How You Found Us?:
[&]Member Title: Tanner/Leatherworker
[&]In the event of unexplained inactivity, should we kill off or adopt out your character?: Kill off
In Character
[&]Full Name: Shinepelt
[&]Soul Name: Niysk (pronounced Nee-isk)
[&]Tribe: Wolfrider
[&]Age: Young adult 194
[&]Gender: Female
[&]List Of Personality:
+ Soft-hearted, generous
+ Overly protective of people who can't protect themselves
+/- Often listens quietly from the background without engaging in conversation
+/- Competitive streak a mile wide
+/- Isn't afraid to speak her mind if the topic is something she's passionate about
+/- Flirting goes right over her head
- Doesn't know when to back down from fights
- Less reluctant to make friends, but now can't seem to stop trying to fix everything for people
[&]Skills other than Sending?:
Magic: Sending (average)
Climbing: Above average
Clothing Design: Good
Dying Making: Very Good
Fighting (spear): Average
Fighting (unarmed): Good
Fishing: Very poor
Gathering: For dyes (excellent), for food (Below average, she knows just enough to not eat something that will kill her)
Hunting: Average (spear)
Hunting: Poor (knife)
Scouting: Below average
Singing: Below average
Story-telling: Awful
Tanning: Average
Leatherworking: Above average
[&]Likes/Dislikes:
+ Cuddling
+ Stories
+ Alone time
- Losing
- Rain
-- Briars
[&]Family:
Father: Fleet (elsewhere)
Mother: Softpaw (assumed deceased)
Siblings: None
Other Relatives: Open
Furmates/Lovemates/Recognized: Blaze (lovemate, deceased), open
[&]History: From a very young age, Shinepelt learned how to be self-sufficient. She traveled, for a very long time, with her father. Fleet was a lone wolf, and spoke seldom of her mother, and when he did it was often filled with pain. Shinepelt has never actually met other elves before, although her father did occasionally mention a holt he was once a part of, and she thrived on those stories.
Often speculating that she must get her sunny disposition from her deceased mother, Shinepelt often felt herself at a lack for conversation and quickly developed the habit of talking to herself when it gets too quiet. The only times that she truly focuses is when she's working with leather, though her skill with tanning was quickly surpassed by her ability to create vivid dyes. However, despite her age, she has had few opportunities to create new clothes, as her father was rather minimalistic, and she learned very quickly that her talents were going to be wasted.
One morning, when she was just shy of 150 turns, she awoke to find herself alone, except for her old wolfbond Darkrunner. There was no trace of her father or that he had ever been there; his things were gone and he had erased any signs of his passing. Unsure what to do with herself, she has since taken to wandering and hoping she finds this mythical group of elves that her father spoke so much about. While traveling to find these elves, she found Blaze. The blonde elf was very wary of her exuberance at first, but Shinepelt invariably won her over. The two traveled together, becoming close. The White Cold before they arrived at the holt, Darkrunner passed, and Shinepelt felt the loss of her first wolf friend acutely.
After their arrival, the young tanner made fast friends with Shadestep, denning with him for some time before she and Blaze realized that their love for one another was not unrequited. In a shy exchange of soulnames, the two became lifemates. Fate was to be cruel, however, as the plantshaper's abilities blossomed, and one New Green saw the snowy-haired maiden's death. Shinepelt has since become far more reclused, a shadow of her former self, throwing herself into her work and distancing herself from the tribe.
She has since come to terms better with her mates death, and the old wanderlust struck, so when a group went to visit the Go-Back's, she joined them. It has given her fresh perspective and new things to learn, and she is quickly finding herself feeling almost more at home than she did down in the forest. She's even begun taking apart her old bond-friend's pelt to try making herself something new. It's likely only a matter of time before she feels the need to move again, but only the High Ones know when that will strike.
[&]Often seen wearing: dark reds and browns; brown leggings, red leg wraps, brown boots, red ans brown top.
Whitecold - hooded, furlined wrap vest in dark brown.
[&]Body: Sunkissed skin, quirky Cupid’s bow mouth, small upturned nose and a strong brow; pronounced hip and collar bones. A long scar along one thigh.
[&]Height/Build: 3’7”, lithe with strong arms and shoulders, slender hips
[&]Hair: A thick, lustrous brown, soft waves with a hint of curl, forelock falling over one eye, has been roughly chopped off just below the chin. She still wears it loose except for above her right ear, which is pulled back tightly, braided, and held in place with a bone comb.
[&]Eyes: Large and bright, a soft golden green framed with thick lashes, deep set and heavily hooded. Slightly upturned at the corners.
[&]Picture:
[&]Bonded animal: Bouncer, wolf
[&]Bond age: 7
[&]Gender: Female
[&]Appearance: Average sized, dusky brown with a darker underbelly
[&]Personality/Behavior: Curious and precocious, she earned her name by startling easily as a pup every time someone snuck up on her. Playful with the other elves and wolves, contrary to her elf's demeanor, she is always eager to go and never quite stands still.
[&]Other: