Post by Midnight on Mar 7, 2007 13:43:36 GMT
Name: Midnight
Nickname: Shadow
Species: Black Fox
Age: 1 Season
Gender: Vixen
Army: Unknown at the moment.
Position: Freelancer
Height: 19 Inches
Weight: 10 lbs
Length: 25 Inches
Tassel Length: 15 Inches
Appearance: She has a short velvety black pelt with a slight white tip at the end of her bushy tassel. She has large reflective orbs that are a grey colour. Her paws are small and dainty with small but deadly claws. Her sharp ivories small in her tiny maw are strong enough to crush small bones. She bears no scars as she prefers not to fight and has her sister do that for her.
History: Midnight, Riptalon and her sister once lived in a beautiful large woodland... Until man took their lands from them. The two sisters were no match for the two leg's machinery and so had to flee or be crushed under their power.
Midnight led her sister across dangerous lands in the hopes of finding safe sanctuary, away from man and his metallic slaves. Her sister protected her younger sister...Her dainty dainty yet feisty leader.
With hardly any prey Midnight's mate went to great lengths to find food for his mate and her sister, he sadly learned how cruel man and his tools could be one fateful night. Midnight and her sister watched Riptalon from the cover of darkness, hidden in a bramble bush above man's territory, her sister sat by her side as Riptalon crept into the chicken coop.
The chickens made such noises as he entered, this awakened mans four legged slave, which soon alerted it's master with barks and growls. She watched as Riptalon fled in fright, with a hen in his maw that fought for dear life. She saw the human lift a black shiny object that let off a loud shattering sound. She watched in horror as her mate fell as soon as the sound was made, she willed him to get up... But that he did not, could not do. She watched as the man lifted her mate by his glorious bushy tassel before walking back to his den.
Her sister sadly nudged her away from the farm, her heart filled with sorrow as she lay cuddled against her sister each night, until one night she suddenly rose and declared to her sister that they would leave those cursed lands and would carry on searching for sanctuary.
Personality: She may be a small fox that constantly follows in her sister's shadows even though she is their leader, hence the nickname Shadow. Midnight prefers to take flight but will savagely attack if she feels threatened and cannot escape. She is as sly as any of her breed which makes her a good spy, her paws are swift and as silent as she. Midnight can be seen as cold and callous at times, but that is jut how she is, she has her two sisters to protect and kill for her.
Roleplay Example: Midnight swiftly padded through the dark forest, her small form consumed in darkness as she silently moved through the shadows. Her nostrils flared as she took in the night's scents, her auds perked and twisted round as she listened out for any prey.
Catching the familiar scent of rabbit, she suddenly stopped in her tracks as she sniffed at the air for any other scents near by. Smelling none Midnight padded in the direction of the prey, her small delicate pads lightly touched the earth as she moved through the darkness. Her grey orbs swiveled round as she tried to catch sight of the prey.
She suddenly stopped as the rabbit suddenly came into view, her lithe body crouched low to the ground as she watched the rabbit move further away from a small bush. Sticking to the shadows, Midnight carefully crept to-wards the rabbit, stopping her movements every time the rabbit feeding. She then crouched close to where the rabbit was, her senses filled with it's sweet scent from the night's cool breeze, the tip of her bushy tassel twitched. Her muscles tensed as she waited to the rabbit to come closer to her.
She felt her heart beating faster as the unsuspecting rabbit neared her. In a flash of bared canines and claws she was upon the rabbit. Her jaws gripped the rabbit by the throat as it kicked out with a blood curdling shriek, her jaws clamped down on it's windpipe as it gave it's last kick.
She rested her delicate paws upon the rabbit's corpse as she loosed her grip upon it's throat before savagely biting down upon the stomach, her small sharp ivories tore at the flesh as blood spattered her face. She pushed her muzzle into the hole she made in the stomach as her tongue lapped at the flowing blood.
Her auds twisted as she listened out for danger, her head suddenly lifted from the rabbit's torn stomach as she heard a twig snap not far from her. She looked round for what made the sound, not seeing anything she bolted off in the opposite direction to the sound.
Nickname: Shadow
Species: Black Fox
Age: 1 Season
Gender: Vixen
Army: Unknown at the moment.
Position: Freelancer
Height: 19 Inches
Weight: 10 lbs
Length: 25 Inches
Tassel Length: 15 Inches
Appearance: She has a short velvety black pelt with a slight white tip at the end of her bushy tassel. She has large reflective orbs that are a grey colour. Her paws are small and dainty with small but deadly claws. Her sharp ivories small in her tiny maw are strong enough to crush small bones. She bears no scars as she prefers not to fight and has her sister do that for her.
History: Midnight, Riptalon and her sister once lived in a beautiful large woodland... Until man took their lands from them. The two sisters were no match for the two leg's machinery and so had to flee or be crushed under their power.
Midnight led her sister across dangerous lands in the hopes of finding safe sanctuary, away from man and his metallic slaves. Her sister protected her younger sister...Her dainty dainty yet feisty leader.
With hardly any prey Midnight's mate went to great lengths to find food for his mate and her sister, he sadly learned how cruel man and his tools could be one fateful night. Midnight and her sister watched Riptalon from the cover of darkness, hidden in a bramble bush above man's territory, her sister sat by her side as Riptalon crept into the chicken coop.
The chickens made such noises as he entered, this awakened mans four legged slave, which soon alerted it's master with barks and growls. She watched as Riptalon fled in fright, with a hen in his maw that fought for dear life. She saw the human lift a black shiny object that let off a loud shattering sound. She watched in horror as her mate fell as soon as the sound was made, she willed him to get up... But that he did not, could not do. She watched as the man lifted her mate by his glorious bushy tassel before walking back to his den.
Her sister sadly nudged her away from the farm, her heart filled with sorrow as she lay cuddled against her sister each night, until one night she suddenly rose and declared to her sister that they would leave those cursed lands and would carry on searching for sanctuary.
Personality: She may be a small fox that constantly follows in her sister's shadows even though she is their leader, hence the nickname Shadow. Midnight prefers to take flight but will savagely attack if she feels threatened and cannot escape. She is as sly as any of her breed which makes her a good spy, her paws are swift and as silent as she. Midnight can be seen as cold and callous at times, but that is jut how she is, she has her two sisters to protect and kill for her.
Roleplay Example: Midnight swiftly padded through the dark forest, her small form consumed in darkness as she silently moved through the shadows. Her nostrils flared as she took in the night's scents, her auds perked and twisted round as she listened out for any prey.
Catching the familiar scent of rabbit, she suddenly stopped in her tracks as she sniffed at the air for any other scents near by. Smelling none Midnight padded in the direction of the prey, her small delicate pads lightly touched the earth as she moved through the darkness. Her grey orbs swiveled round as she tried to catch sight of the prey.
She suddenly stopped as the rabbit suddenly came into view, her lithe body crouched low to the ground as she watched the rabbit move further away from a small bush. Sticking to the shadows, Midnight carefully crept to-wards the rabbit, stopping her movements every time the rabbit feeding. She then crouched close to where the rabbit was, her senses filled with it's sweet scent from the night's cool breeze, the tip of her bushy tassel twitched. Her muscles tensed as she waited to the rabbit to come closer to her.
She felt her heart beating faster as the unsuspecting rabbit neared her. In a flash of bared canines and claws she was upon the rabbit. Her jaws gripped the rabbit by the throat as it kicked out with a blood curdling shriek, her jaws clamped down on it's windpipe as it gave it's last kick.
She rested her delicate paws upon the rabbit's corpse as she loosed her grip upon it's throat before savagely biting down upon the stomach, her small sharp ivories tore at the flesh as blood spattered her face. She pushed her muzzle into the hole she made in the stomach as her tongue lapped at the flowing blood.
Her auds twisted as she listened out for danger, her head suddenly lifted from the rabbit's torn stomach as she heard a twig snap not far from her. She looked round for what made the sound, not seeing anything she bolted off in the opposite direction to the sound.