Post by Shay on Aug 17, 2008 21:10:47 GMT -5
Character’s name: Shay
Age: 3
Breed:Fox
Gender: Female
Alliance: Light
Desired Position: Private (For now at least. Sorry for not looking to see what was available before.)
Personality:Shay is a very strong voiced pup. In other words she is not afraid to stand up for what is right. This means she will do whatever it takes to get her way. Though Shay is tough on the inside, she is not the strongest fox on the outside. She prefers to stay on the sidelines, helping from afar when it comes to fighting.
Appearance: Shay is a soft red color with a hint of brown. Almost as if she were a mix of all the leaves that drop off trees in the fall. Her tails swings gracefully behind her as she takes her time wandering about. Shay might come across as petite and elegant to most when observing her. Also she has shining green orbs. They are so beautiful and shining that light seems to dance around them. Also shay has tall alert ears, always waiting to hear something interesting.
History: Shay was born in a litter of two, her and a brother, Aidan. Her family was happy at first a loving mother and proud father. But being the daughter in this family didn't help her grow up. Her father didn't much care for her. He was proud to be a father of a son because Aiden could take on the family name. Shay was tired of being the omega of the family so she kept to herself. She taught herself how to defend for herself. But because of this she was not the strongest fox in the family. That meant she could not leave the family until she was completely ready. Which made her anticipate that day more and more. When that day finally came you can bet she was happy. Although she didn't exactly know how to defend herself in a fight that well.
Picture: Shay
IC: As the sun set above Shay kept low and hid herself in the dying grass of the woods below the Kauai mountains. It was silent except for the chirping of cicadas. Slowly she moved forward, her eye on a raccoon that had just scurried to the pond of cool water in the shade of the tree that bore acorns. It was hot beyond belief. Shay had not had not been able to enjoy the sweet feeling of water against her tongue in five days. Nor had she had a feast such as a raccoon in weeks. Shay did not usually pick fights but this was an exception considering the circumstances. She thrust herself on top of the animal. It headed for the tree. Not now. I can't let it go this time. Shay thought as she struggled to hold it back from the tree. All of the sudden Shay felt a surge of strength and pounced on the victim of her fury. She struck, one swift blow of her paw. Weakened, but still not dead. Shay seemed only to have angered it because after that blow it fought back. The raccoon bit Shay in her right paw, drawing blood to that paw. That's it! I can't believe I can't even beat a wounded raccoon. Shay taunted herself as she sunk her teeth into the racoon's neck. It didn't completely sink into her mind that she was victorious until she she licked her chops of the remains of her meal. After her tasty treat she lapped up the sweet, pure water that the pond provided her with. After such a big supper she felt herself become sleepy so she found a patch of weeded grass and dozed off content with herself.
Age: 3
Breed:Fox
Gender: Female
Alliance: Light
Desired Position: Private (For now at least. Sorry for not looking to see what was available before.)
Personality:Shay is a very strong voiced pup. In other words she is not afraid to stand up for what is right. This means she will do whatever it takes to get her way. Though Shay is tough on the inside, she is not the strongest fox on the outside. She prefers to stay on the sidelines, helping from afar when it comes to fighting.
Appearance: Shay is a soft red color with a hint of brown. Almost as if she were a mix of all the leaves that drop off trees in the fall. Her tails swings gracefully behind her as she takes her time wandering about. Shay might come across as petite and elegant to most when observing her. Also she has shining green orbs. They are so beautiful and shining that light seems to dance around them. Also shay has tall alert ears, always waiting to hear something interesting.
History: Shay was born in a litter of two, her and a brother, Aidan. Her family was happy at first a loving mother and proud father. But being the daughter in this family didn't help her grow up. Her father didn't much care for her. He was proud to be a father of a son because Aiden could take on the family name. Shay was tired of being the omega of the family so she kept to herself. She taught herself how to defend for herself. But because of this she was not the strongest fox in the family. That meant she could not leave the family until she was completely ready. Which made her anticipate that day more and more. When that day finally came you can bet she was happy. Although she didn't exactly know how to defend herself in a fight that well.
Picture: Shay
IC: As the sun set above Shay kept low and hid herself in the dying grass of the woods below the Kauai mountains. It was silent except for the chirping of cicadas. Slowly she moved forward, her eye on a raccoon that had just scurried to the pond of cool water in the shade of the tree that bore acorns. It was hot beyond belief. Shay had not had not been able to enjoy the sweet feeling of water against her tongue in five days. Nor had she had a feast such as a raccoon in weeks. Shay did not usually pick fights but this was an exception considering the circumstances. She thrust herself on top of the animal. It headed for the tree. Not now. I can't let it go this time. Shay thought as she struggled to hold it back from the tree. All of the sudden Shay felt a surge of strength and pounced on the victim of her fury. She struck, one swift blow of her paw. Weakened, but still not dead. Shay seemed only to have angered it because after that blow it fought back. The raccoon bit Shay in her right paw, drawing blood to that paw. That's it! I can't believe I can't even beat a wounded raccoon. Shay taunted herself as she sunk her teeth into the racoon's neck. It didn't completely sink into her mind that she was victorious until she she licked her chops of the remains of her meal. After her tasty treat she lapped up the sweet, pure water that the pond provided her with. After such a big supper she felt herself become sleepy so she found a patch of weeded grass and dozed off content with herself.