Post by Deleted on Apr 15, 2018 11:16:39 GMT -8
Hello TPR party peoples! Due to personal events, some of our roleplayers are no longer able to be as active as they once were. We've decided with their consent to put their characters up for temporary adoption, so as not to hinder lingers plot longer than we already have. To apply, simply state the name of the character that you're applying for and provide a roleplay sample for it. Without further ado, the characters!
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Aelin
[Name] Aelin
[Age] 2 Years
[Species] Arctic Wolf
[Pack] Somnus Pack
[Rank] Sentinel and Guardian
[Scent] Jasmine and lemon mint
[Height] 2'5" feet to the shoulder
[Length] 5'8" feet
[Crush] Draco
[Mate] ---
[Pup/s] ---
Aelin was born with the grace of an angel. Her calm and positive attitude are what make her such a pristine and loving female. After joining Somnus, Aelin has begun to let little bits of her tucked away sense of humour come sliding back into the light, and has started to open up to others and may even be known for being a little bit of a tease when the time is right. Although she may seem innocent and the least of anyone’s concerns, Aelin has been through hell and back to be where she is today, after living through the harsh lifestyle of a rogue, and loosing herself from her family and pack, this female has always known the give and take of nature, and has had to grow up quite fast because of her past, making her a knowledgeable and somewhat cunning little she-wolf. Aelin may be the perfect companion and the perfect friend, but her actions can be compared to that of a wildfire when she is provoked or someone close to her has been hurt. Despite this, Aelin has a level-headed attitude and will usually solve a conflict with a calm and reasonable response.
Aelin's pelt is a pearly white/alabaster colour, from the tip of her nose to the end of her tail, she is full body white. Her molten gold eyes are always gleaming with the lust of adventure but still somehow hold the calm and serenity that the rest of her stature radiates with. Her long, willowy yet muscular legs can send her bolting across territory quite quickly, her speed is her greatest strength and despite her average sized appearance, Aelin is averagely muscular in general. Standing at 2'5" feet to the shoulder and 5'8" feet in length, she is an average size with massive personality.
Born to a strong and thriving pack, Aelin had it all. The middle-born pup of a litter of three, she was given everything that would have been expected; love, attention and a family. Her parents being the Alpha’s were very protective of the newest addition to the pack, keeping their pups close at all times when they were still very young. However, Aelin would often sneak away from her parents to visit the pack Salutary, Tahla. It was with her that the young pup became interested in the use of herbs and healing, learning to identify common herbs that would eventually become a very useful skill for her later in life.
Throughout her perfect life, with her perfect family and her perfect pack, Aelin was sent out by Tahla at the age of seven months to collect a few herbs that were needed for the stock. The youngling eagerly went out in search of the plants that Tahla had requested, so focused on finding what she was looking for that she ended up straying out of the pack borders and being stuck in rogue lands. Aelin panicked as night began to fall and the trail of scents back to her territory had faded, she quickly tucked herself in a clump of bushes, hoping that the limbs of the shrubbery would keep her stark white body hidden under the pale moonlight of the night.
By the time morning had come, she was completely lost, the scent trail back home being smothered by the lingering scents of other wolves that had passed by during the night. It did not take long for Aelin to accept her fate, by the time she was a yearling she had began to take what little knowledge she had about surviving and she honed it as much as possible, until she became a kind and beautiful face among the rough and dangerous lands which belonged to nobody.
Feyre
Information:
[Name] Feyre (Fay-ruh)
[Age] 1 Year
[Species] Timber x Arctic Wolf
[Pack] Noctis
[Rank] Scout
[Scent] Spring rain
[Height] 2’3”, paw to shoulder (still growing)
[Length] 5'2", nose to tail
[Crush] ---
[Mate] x Too young
[Pup/s] x Too young
[About]
Feyre is a very interesting mix of sensibility, respectability and a touch of playfulness. Though she has matured quite nicely, the young she-wolf still has a thrill for some fun at times, but is usually focusing on what needs to be done for her to grow into a responsible and respected female. Feyre is definitely easy to befriend due to her loving and friendly aura, she usually comes across as feminine and kind-hearted which makes her approachable and easy to talk to. While she may be the definition of a respectable young female, she strives to be sensible and wise like her adoptive father, Luke, who she looks up to with a high amount of respect and admiration.
Because of a past that she can't remember, Feyre has grown to subconsciously hate the thought of failure or rejection.
Her fur is a mix of different browns, oranges and whites on her inner-legs, stomach, neck and chin. Gentle spots of ebony black are mottled along her sleek back and around the crown of her head. Feyre’s eyes are compared to molten silver and always gleam with a brightness that is a defining feature of her appearance. Her ears are rounded alert, with a small mix of milky tan colours along the base that fade upwards into a light brown tip. Standing at 2’3” from paw to shoulder, her small frame is already elegant and lithe, with long legs that grant her a graceful stride. Although she is still quite young, Feyre has already grown into a face of beauty and elegance.
Feyre’s history is a strange one. The memories of her original family have faded into non-existence so drastically that the first thing she can remember is being pulled out of the churning current of a river by none-other than the Alpha of Noctis; Luke. The young, tiny Feyre quickly grew attached to the male that had saved her life and looked up to him as an inspiration. Soon after joining Luke’s pack and becoming known as his adopted daughter, the young she-wolf was quick to find her spot within Noctis, being the kind and charismatic pup that was eager to learn anything and everything, though she still strives to be more like her father and savior.
Hydran
[Name] Hydran
[Age] 1 Month
[Species] Yukon x Timber Wolf
[Pack] Lubrusca
[Rank] Pup
[Scent] Chestnut and lingering milk
[Parents] Ventus and Joktan
[Siblings] Lysic, Erramun (✝), Fenrir, Lirik (✝), Devika
[Crush] "Lol, wut?"
[About]
Rather fiery and short tempered, this young male is like his mother in almost every aspect. He has a real passion for his pack, and although he’s third born, he tends to try and protect his littermates, no matter how hard life tends to be. Underneath the fiery, sassy outer-appearance, this male has a softer inside to those that are close to him, but often only shows it to his pack mates.
Claimed by @suki
Salutary Snow Rose
Information:
[Name] Snow Rose
[Age] 2.5 Years
[Species] Tundra x Golden British Colombian Wolf
[Pack] Lubrusca
[Rank] A proud Salutary
[Scent] Snow Rose’s scent is of faint lavender with the forever lingering touch of varied herbs
[Height] 2'8" feet to the shoulder
[Length] 5'8" feet
[Crush] ---
[Mate] ---
[Pup/s] ---
[About]
The atmosphere that Snow Rose brings with her can be compared to that of a dream. Her easy-going and calm attitude along with her soft tones are her main points of recognition. This she-wolf is also incredibly intelligent when it comes to emotional cues and herbal uses, making her the best healer anyone could wish for, but it also makes it hard to convince her of a lie. Although she has a knack for aiding others and being there for them, Snow Rose can be extremely insecure at times and believes that she can always improve with her healing skills, making her job and passion for herbs her main priority in life so far. With her flouncy and whimsical stride, she can definitely be described as a graceful and careful she-wolf. She always manages to have a positive out-look on life and can always bring out and find the good in others, making it easy for her to make other wolves smile and be happy with a mere gentle gaze in their direction.
Snow Rose is considered to be a very beautiful and graceful she-wolf, with long willowy legs and a lithe form, her movements are fluid and precise. Her pelt has a base colour of rosy white and cream, covered by the colours of creamy brown, light grey and hints of black amongst the fur that is draped across her spine and tail. Snow Rose’s pointed ears are a light caramel colour, while her crown is a continuation of the soft grey that is spread across her back. Her toffee coloured eyes are always soft and gentle, a perfect combination with the whiteness across her muzzle and the cream spillage down her furred chest.
Snow Rose was conceived to an unlikely pair; the Alpha and the Salutary of a pack well known for it’s unity and familial bonds. Her mother (Tiana) was a kind, careful and practiced healer, skilled all there was to know about the talent as she weaved her love and grace throughout the hearts of those she touched. Her father (Terrin) was a proud and strong leader of the pack he so dearly loved and guided, with stern words and a kind-heart, the male lead his pack through whatever came their way with a positive and confident approach. Rose was the runt of their three-pup litter, her older brother (Blue Jay) and sister (Vivian) being almost exact copies of their father, while the petite white/gold mixed pup was a perfect mix of them both, with her passion of healing and grace given to her by her mother, while her traits of passion and wisdom came from her father. Terrin was keen to teach Blue Jay and Vivian everything there was to know about what it took to lead and care for a pack, while Snow Rose was taken under her mother’s wing and was quickly dubbed the Salutary’s apprentice, while her older siblings were named Deltas by the time the trio had turned one year old. But alas, every perfect story has to come to an end at some point, right? For Snow Rose, this bump in her story took place under the scorching summer sun as she was scouting the borders for particular herbs for her mother’s use, while Blue Jay strayed not too far behind Rose on a regular border patrol. A few mere minutes into the search for the herbs that Tiana had requested, Snow Rose heard a bark of shock from her brother as the immense sent of smoke hit her nasals like a brick wall, looking up into the sky, the only thing that was visible was a great plume of ash and smog towering above the territory while the faint flickering of fire could be seen licking the hillside of the Common Grounds. Of course, Blue Jay being the hero he was born to be, he told Snow Rose to seek someplace safe while he would run into the territory to help as many survivors as he could. The young healer stayed in a small stream along the border’s outcroppings for days, catching small mice to sustain herself while she waited for the wolves who would not be coming, which she soon realized. With her elegant crown hung low, she dismissed herself from the borders and began traversing through the rough environment of rogue lands, practicing the talent that her and her mother had shared while she ventured forth in search for something new, her hopes and dreams set high as she searched for her next purpose in life.
Images Coming Soon...
Aelin
[Name] Aelin
[Age] 2 Years
[Species] Arctic Wolf
[Pack] Somnus Pack
[Rank] Sentinel and Guardian
[Scent] Jasmine and lemon mint
[Height] 2'5" feet to the shoulder
[Length] 5'8" feet
[Crush] Draco
[Mate] ---
[Pup/s] ---
Aelin was born with the grace of an angel. Her calm and positive attitude are what make her such a pristine and loving female. After joining Somnus, Aelin has begun to let little bits of her tucked away sense of humour come sliding back into the light, and has started to open up to others and may even be known for being a little bit of a tease when the time is right. Although she may seem innocent and the least of anyone’s concerns, Aelin has been through hell and back to be where she is today, after living through the harsh lifestyle of a rogue, and loosing herself from her family and pack, this female has always known the give and take of nature, and has had to grow up quite fast because of her past, making her a knowledgeable and somewhat cunning little she-wolf. Aelin may be the perfect companion and the perfect friend, but her actions can be compared to that of a wildfire when she is provoked or someone close to her has been hurt. Despite this, Aelin has a level-headed attitude and will usually solve a conflict with a calm and reasonable response.
Aelin's pelt is a pearly white/alabaster colour, from the tip of her nose to the end of her tail, she is full body white. Her molten gold eyes are always gleaming with the lust of adventure but still somehow hold the calm and serenity that the rest of her stature radiates with. Her long, willowy yet muscular legs can send her bolting across territory quite quickly, her speed is her greatest strength and despite her average sized appearance, Aelin is averagely muscular in general. Standing at 2'5" feet to the shoulder and 5'8" feet in length, she is an average size with massive personality.
Born to a strong and thriving pack, Aelin had it all. The middle-born pup of a litter of three, she was given everything that would have been expected; love, attention and a family. Her parents being the Alpha’s were very protective of the newest addition to the pack, keeping their pups close at all times when they were still very young. However, Aelin would often sneak away from her parents to visit the pack Salutary, Tahla. It was with her that the young pup became interested in the use of herbs and healing, learning to identify common herbs that would eventually become a very useful skill for her later in life.
Throughout her perfect life, with her perfect family and her perfect pack, Aelin was sent out by Tahla at the age of seven months to collect a few herbs that were needed for the stock. The youngling eagerly went out in search of the plants that Tahla had requested, so focused on finding what she was looking for that she ended up straying out of the pack borders and being stuck in rogue lands. Aelin panicked as night began to fall and the trail of scents back to her territory had faded, she quickly tucked herself in a clump of bushes, hoping that the limbs of the shrubbery would keep her stark white body hidden under the pale moonlight of the night.
By the time morning had come, she was completely lost, the scent trail back home being smothered by the lingering scents of other wolves that had passed by during the night. It did not take long for Aelin to accept her fate, by the time she was a yearling she had began to take what little knowledge she had about surviving and she honed it as much as possible, until she became a kind and beautiful face among the rough and dangerous lands which belonged to nobody.
Feyre
Information:
[Name] Feyre (Fay-ruh)
[Age] 1 Year
[Species] Timber x Arctic Wolf
[Pack] Noctis
[Rank] Scout
[Scent] Spring rain
[Height] 2’3”, paw to shoulder (still growing)
[Length] 5'2", nose to tail
[Crush] ---
[Mate] x Too young
[Pup/s] x Too young
[About]
Feyre is a very interesting mix of sensibility, respectability and a touch of playfulness. Though she has matured quite nicely, the young she-wolf still has a thrill for some fun at times, but is usually focusing on what needs to be done for her to grow into a responsible and respected female. Feyre is definitely easy to befriend due to her loving and friendly aura, she usually comes across as feminine and kind-hearted which makes her approachable and easy to talk to. While she may be the definition of a respectable young female, she strives to be sensible and wise like her adoptive father, Luke, who she looks up to with a high amount of respect and admiration.
Because of a past that she can't remember, Feyre has grown to subconsciously hate the thought of failure or rejection.
Her fur is a mix of different browns, oranges and whites on her inner-legs, stomach, neck and chin. Gentle spots of ebony black are mottled along her sleek back and around the crown of her head. Feyre’s eyes are compared to molten silver and always gleam with a brightness that is a defining feature of her appearance. Her ears are rounded alert, with a small mix of milky tan colours along the base that fade upwards into a light brown tip. Standing at 2’3” from paw to shoulder, her small frame is already elegant and lithe, with long legs that grant her a graceful stride. Although she is still quite young, Feyre has already grown into a face of beauty and elegance.
Feyre’s history is a strange one. The memories of her original family have faded into non-existence so drastically that the first thing she can remember is being pulled out of the churning current of a river by none-other than the Alpha of Noctis; Luke. The young, tiny Feyre quickly grew attached to the male that had saved her life and looked up to him as an inspiration. Soon after joining Luke’s pack and becoming known as his adopted daughter, the young she-wolf was quick to find her spot within Noctis, being the kind and charismatic pup that was eager to learn anything and everything, though she still strives to be more like her father and savior.
Hydran
[Name] Hydran
[Age] 1 Month
[Species] Yukon x Timber Wolf
[Pack] Lubrusca
[Rank] Pup
[Scent] Chestnut and lingering milk
[Parents] Ventus and Joktan
[Siblings] Lysic, Erramun (✝), Fenrir, Lirik (✝), Devika
[Crush] "Lol, wut?"
[About]
Rather fiery and short tempered, this young male is like his mother in almost every aspect. He has a real passion for his pack, and although he’s third born, he tends to try and protect his littermates, no matter how hard life tends to be. Underneath the fiery, sassy outer-appearance, this male has a softer inside to those that are close to him, but often only shows it to his pack mates.
Claimed by @suki
Salutary Snow Rose
Information:
[Name] Snow Rose
[Age] 2.5 Years
[Species] Tundra x Golden British Colombian Wolf
[Pack] Lubrusca
[Rank] A proud Salutary
[Scent] Snow Rose’s scent is of faint lavender with the forever lingering touch of varied herbs
[Height] 2'8" feet to the shoulder
[Length] 5'8" feet
[Crush] ---
[Mate] ---
[Pup/s] ---
[About]
The atmosphere that Snow Rose brings with her can be compared to that of a dream. Her easy-going and calm attitude along with her soft tones are her main points of recognition. This she-wolf is also incredibly intelligent when it comes to emotional cues and herbal uses, making her the best healer anyone could wish for, but it also makes it hard to convince her of a lie. Although she has a knack for aiding others and being there for them, Snow Rose can be extremely insecure at times and believes that she can always improve with her healing skills, making her job and passion for herbs her main priority in life so far. With her flouncy and whimsical stride, she can definitely be described as a graceful and careful she-wolf. She always manages to have a positive out-look on life and can always bring out and find the good in others, making it easy for her to make other wolves smile and be happy with a mere gentle gaze in their direction.
Snow Rose is considered to be a very beautiful and graceful she-wolf, with long willowy legs and a lithe form, her movements are fluid and precise. Her pelt has a base colour of rosy white and cream, covered by the colours of creamy brown, light grey and hints of black amongst the fur that is draped across her spine and tail. Snow Rose’s pointed ears are a light caramel colour, while her crown is a continuation of the soft grey that is spread across her back. Her toffee coloured eyes are always soft and gentle, a perfect combination with the whiteness across her muzzle and the cream spillage down her furred chest.
Snow Rose was conceived to an unlikely pair; the Alpha and the Salutary of a pack well known for it’s unity and familial bonds. Her mother (Tiana) was a kind, careful and practiced healer, skilled all there was to know about the talent as she weaved her love and grace throughout the hearts of those she touched. Her father (Terrin) was a proud and strong leader of the pack he so dearly loved and guided, with stern words and a kind-heart, the male lead his pack through whatever came their way with a positive and confident approach. Rose was the runt of their three-pup litter, her older brother (Blue Jay) and sister (Vivian) being almost exact copies of their father, while the petite white/gold mixed pup was a perfect mix of them both, with her passion of healing and grace given to her by her mother, while her traits of passion and wisdom came from her father. Terrin was keen to teach Blue Jay and Vivian everything there was to know about what it took to lead and care for a pack, while Snow Rose was taken under her mother’s wing and was quickly dubbed the Salutary’s apprentice, while her older siblings were named Deltas by the time the trio had turned one year old. But alas, every perfect story has to come to an end at some point, right? For Snow Rose, this bump in her story took place under the scorching summer sun as she was scouting the borders for particular herbs for her mother’s use, while Blue Jay strayed not too far behind Rose on a regular border patrol. A few mere minutes into the search for the herbs that Tiana had requested, Snow Rose heard a bark of shock from her brother as the immense sent of smoke hit her nasals like a brick wall, looking up into the sky, the only thing that was visible was a great plume of ash and smog towering above the territory while the faint flickering of fire could be seen licking the hillside of the Common Grounds. Of course, Blue Jay being the hero he was born to be, he told Snow Rose to seek someplace safe while he would run into the territory to help as many survivors as he could. The young healer stayed in a small stream along the border’s outcroppings for days, catching small mice to sustain herself while she waited for the wolves who would not be coming, which she soon realized. With her elegant crown hung low, she dismissed herself from the borders and began traversing through the rough environment of rogue lands, practicing the talent that her and her mother had shared while she ventured forth in search for something new, her hopes and dreams set high as she searched for her next purpose in life.