Post by Senta on May 19, 2011 20:55:05 GMT -5
Senta
When I look at the stars, when I look at the stars, when I look at the stars I see someone else
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NAME; Senta
pronunciation; SEN-tah
nickname; Sen
meaning; None, though believed to mean “to grow”
origin; German
GENDER; Female
AGE; 2
BIRTH SEASON; Summer
SPECIES; Arctic Wolf
PACK PREFERENCE; Brena'he
RANK; Alphess
FUR COLOR; White/off white
EYE COLOR; Aqua
BODY BUILD; Average build for a female. Slender legs and a well-rounded body.
UNUSUAL MARKINGS; Left eye is surrounded by blue with a spiral leading off of it to curl up under her eye. Four blue spots are also around her eye. The markings are repeated on the other eye, but in a pastel yellow.
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION;
Senta has off white fur with very little other colour. It is thickest around her face, neck and chest. She has longer legs than most females giving her a little bit of height, though not enough to make her a real threat. Her eyes are a bright aqua, which contrasts greatly with the pale yellow around her right eye and makes it seem brighter than it really is. Senta isn't a very heavy wolf, only weighing around 100lbs (most of which is muscle). She seems to be relaxed around others, but her muscles are usually bunched in preparation to flee if the situation becomes undesirable. Her fur, though thick, is not very heavy since she has left the cold climate that was her home. It gets thicker, of course, in winter and makes her appear larger and (occasionally) more frightening.
AFFILIATION; Neutral
SEXUAL ORIENTATION; Heterosexual
LIKES!;
- Birdsong
- Swimming
- Laying in the sunlight
- Pups
DISLIKES!;
- Loudmouths
- Males who think they’re the gods gift to females
- Idiots
PERSONALITY!;
Senta is a cannibal and harbors it within her like some dark secret that will cause her to be an outcast. It causes her much distress when others ask her to hunt with them, as she cannot usually stomach other forms of meat without getting slightly ill. Her usually demeanor is shy and aloof, keeping away from strangers and even those she knows. Senta also has a bit of a darker side that only shows when she is hunting another wolf, or when she is consuming the flesh of one. It causes her to have a very small break with her sanity. This protects the rest of her from the pain that would eventually be associated with the murder of another.
When it comes to her pack, Senta is quite strong-willed and authoritative. It does not bother her if a wolf does not find life in the desert suitable. This usually means an effortless meal for her. She believes, quite strongly, that being a cannibal is a bad thing, but that is quickly changed when she met Cannibal.
HISTORY!;
`MOTHER: Nuha
`FATHER: Baladeva
`SIBLINGS: Indra, Eira, Ziya
`MATE: N/A
`PUPS: N/A
Senta came from a loving home, her mother and father ideal parents. Life was pretty much perfect for her. She never questioned where her meat came from, as she was being fed and quite regularly. Pack life was great. She always had some one to play with, aside from her siblings. It wasn't until she noticed some of her packmates weren't there any more did Senta ask her parents where they went. It wasn't as though it hadn't happened before, but she had never noticed and never thought to inquire. Her parents, being the sly wolves they were, lied to her and said they left. Little did the poor, young Senta know, but she had more than likely eaten some of them earlier in the week. She came from a family of cannibals.
Upon learning this, she began to stop eating for days at a time to try and stop her parents from killing the pack to feed. But to no avail. Nuha and Baladeva continued to kill other wolves to eat and stay fed. When this became enough of a problem, Senta decided to leave her family and pack to try and learn to be a "normal" wolf. However, when she is at her weakest, the craving for wolf meat (however depraved this is) overcomes her and she goes hunting for her own kind.
THEME SONG(S)!;
- "The Middle", BY Jimmy Eat World.
- "Stars", BY Switchfoot.
MEMBER NAME; Senta, of course!
RP EXAMPLE;
Her sudden outburst simmering back down to a slightly stony silence, the Beta leaned her head back against the wall and continued to listen to the comments of the other members. She agreed with what Sid was saying, of course. They failed as a team, which made them look bad… Well… worse since they were supposed to be the best group of thieves. She did, however, keep her peace for now. Melsavic was going to hear out the others first before she said anything else.
Mel’s mind wandered a bit as she listened to the Denmaster rant. She thought back to when she was younger and just beginning in the Den. It was fun then, not that it wasn’t now, but that was back when she wasn’t as high in the ranks. I didn’t have the authority that I do now, Mel thought, somewhat sadly. Maybe it would’ve been better to stay as a regular member? Pulling her hair wrap over her shoulder, the woman began to fuss with the wrapping as she thought. After a short time, she pulled the bandage off of her hair and let it fall back against the wall she leaned against. It was nicer since it warmed her up considerably. Worrying a lock of hair that somehow managed to stay on the front of her person, Melsavic let her mind wander further back. Back before she joined the Den.
She was going through her rebellious phase with her parents, leaving the house in the middle of the night in her play clothes to run around in the city. When morning came, Mel trudged home unwillingly to curl up in bed to try and sleep before she was roused by the servants to go and get cleaned. When her parents found out, they locked her windows. Angered, the young girl began to rebel in other ways. Throwing temper tantrums when out, ripping her expensive dresses, and just all around being horrible. When she turned eighteen, Melsavic turned her back on her family and went to join the legendary Rogue’s Den. If it came down to it, and the Den turned out to be just a story, the young woman had decided that she would just run the streets. It wasn’t worth facing her mother’s wrath at running away.
Pulling off her dress in a dark alley, Melsavic donned the clothes she had hidden away earlier in the week. The black garb, however impractical in cool weather, was perfect for her. It allowed her to moved freely, unlike her play clothes which constricted her. Making an impromptu bonfire, the Telean-mix burned her dress as a last ditch attempt to escape her rigid life as the daughter of an Andran noble.
Sighing to herself, Melsavic realized that she had never told anyone about her past. With good reason, of course. Being the daughter of nobles in a ring of thieves wasn’t exactly conducive to staying safe. However much trust she had stored in Sid, the others she didn’t know as well and was simply trying to keep her future secure with the Den. Shaking her head, the Beta put her face in her hands and sighed again.
”If it was always there, Sid,” she said, somewhat irritably. ”You certainly would’ve noticed it long before now. But that’s not my point in speaking up.” Dropping her hands from her face, Mel looked over and smiled faintly. ”I want to speak to you. In private.”
WHERE DID YOU HEAR OF OUR SITE FROM;
[/b]Leto forced me to join because he loves me.
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ORIGINAL LAYOUT BY CHAY AT `LONG WAY FROM HOME!
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