Post by FANTABULOUS. on Dec 24, 2010 7:39:41 GMT -5
. they call me SMOKE!
smoke . six . female . loner . mysterious . flirtatious . cunning
All I can say, is that this boy is still the same,
It's the man inside that's changed.
It's the man inside that's changed.
appearance.
A thin, lithe and smooth-featured wolf, Smoke has spent enough years in the wilderness to realise she is actually vaguely attractive. She is a beautiful pure white in colour, with piercing amber eyes trained for years to pick out the minutiae of her surroundings and a longer-than-average snout. Her pelt, useless for anything except camouflage hunting in the winter months, is light and not cumbersome at all, very easy to clean and with a silkiness that ripples over her skin. Its only drawback is it provides little to no protection from the cold. Her paws are dainty in size but have many calluses on their worn black pads from the years of hard travelling and no rest. She has the usual battlescars and stories to go with them, and gets a limp in the winter months because of an old injury in her left foreleg, the scar of which is visible when she gets wet and her thin fur sticks to her like dew.
personality.
Smoke is slippery like a fish; like smoke through your fingers she cannot be pinned down anywhere and is always moving. She is like a shadow in the woods and will not be found in the same geographical location twice. She almost never gives her name to a newcomer, giving him or her anonymous misnomers that she changes regularly; recently Mystery, Snowflurry, Enigma, Dusk, Breath, Puzzle and Sunset have been her favourites, each of them because they cannot be figured out, and are gone before the morning. She will give a guy one night to prove to her that he should be the one, after which she will either slink away before he wakes and into the morning sunlight, or stay with him and hope for the future she has always dreamed of. Some would call her lustful, but truly she just wants to find the right brute and has her own way of figuring it out.
She hates to feel trapped or tied down, and if she ever settled down with a male she would make sure he would always travel around with her or she would take the pups and leave him. It stems from a natural insecurity which she hides outwardly with her boisterous, flirtatious personality, but which surfaces when faced with females. The truth is, she is deathly jealous of other faes, especially those with pups and mates. She had never dealt with a female in her life and does not know how to handle them; she can be blunt, unnecessarily harsh and occasionally exceedingly cruel and mean when speaking to the fairer gender, whereas she was raised by her father and older brother, and can wrap any brute around her little finger, figuratively speaking. She likes to beguile male wolves into doing what she wants. She is in all aspects of the hunt for a mate sneaky, cunning, mischievous and benevolently malevolent; she will not rest until one of her impressively intelligent ruses works.
She would never purposefully harm the object of her affections, but sometimes things get out of hand. Some of her previous mistakes include, but are not limited to, setting a patch of the forest on fire to be 'rescued' by a passing male - who subsequently ran off and left her to rescue herself - and drowning a male's young pups, 'rescuing' them in an attempt to gain his favour and drag him away from his mate - though she botched the initial abduction, was caught by the angry mate and ended up fighting for her life and feeling like it really was not worth the bother. Her entire life has built up to having pups and continuing her bloodline, but since life has not gone entirely to plan she just keeps on trying. She is rather determined that way, but it is a shame she never puts that effort into anything else. Part of her skinniness is a natural laziness in not bothering to hunt until she is actually starving.
history.
optional.
If I don't return from this life of a soldier,
Don't you be crying for me.
Don't you be crying for me.
family.
optional.
likes.
- brutes of any age or breed, but especially white ones
- being mysterious and confusing others
- white things like snow and doves
- running fast
- sunsets
- compliments
dislikes.
- mud or dirt in her coat
- packs, especially alphas
- making a commitment
- she-wolves of any age or breed
- birdsong
- feeling trapped
- muddied water where she can't see her reflection
When you come around,
You're like a little slice of heaven when I'm coming down.
You're like a little slice of heaven when I'm coming down.
username.
i am the fabulous fantabulous.
characters.
farrah;
valencia;
lucio;
sample.
:3
other.
when you read this lost, reckon your soon-to-be loner rile wants a pretty, intelligent, benevolently malicious mate? and yes, i have been stalking your character log.
