Post by ! S e n n a on Feb 12, 2010 20:46:29 GMT -5
;; T H E . B A S I C S ;;
Name;; Horo
Nick names;; None
Age;; 16 Years
Gender;; Female
Family;; All were killed.
Group;; Human
Rank;; Human
Magic;;
Horo has the ability to transform into a giant wolf. However, even in her normal form, he keeps the ears and tail of her wolf form. She can also tell if somebody is lying, but not what the truth is.
;; T H E . O U T S I D E ;;
Race;; Human
Main Color;; Tan (FUR)
Eye Color;; Red
Markings;; Cream-colored tail tip
The Rest;; Horo, unlike most humans, has the ears and tail of a wolf. Despite this, she remains the same size as a normal 16 year old teenager. She has striking red eyes. Keeping her tail and ears hidden, she wears a long, beautiful beige and red dress and a hat of the same color. The fur on her tail is sleek and shiny, and she tends to keep it well-groomed. She wears a small pouch filled with Wheat around her nech at all times.
In her wolf form, she appears to be a giant tan and cream wolf, being three times the size of a normal wolf. In her wolf form, she keeps her piercing red eyes. Her fur is tan with cream-colored Tan Points. Her fur is long, but not long enough to interfere with anything she may be doing.
;; T H E . I N S I D E ;;
Personality;;
Horo tends to be very sharp-tongued, and she definately isnt afraid to speak her mind. She is completely hostile of people when she first meets them. If she feels she needs to, she wont hesitate to yelling at somebody. However, she doesnt take being yelled at well, and it often makes her sad. If yelled at enough, she will run away without question. Only a few close friends and her partner, Reslear, know of her difference.
Likes;; Apples, shiny things
Dislikes;; Being insulted, Being yelled at
Strengths;; Horo is very good at telling if somebody is lying or not. She also has a very acute sense of hearing and smell.
Weaknesses;; Horo is somewhat bad at balancing unless she is somewhere quiet where she can concentrate.
;; T H E . R E ST ;;
History;;
(the first few years of her life are boring, so im skipping ahead to 5 years.)
Being born in the small town of Yoitsu, Horo was around humans for many years of her life. She was told stories of her father, who had the same gift as her. Around 5 years of age, all hell broke loose. One of her best friends had angered her, and she had discovered her wolf form. Being out of control, and literally blinded by anger, she destroyed the entire town of Yoitsu, leaving nothing but a large pile of rubble. She had passed out, and that was when she met Reslear, who is now her partner. When she had woken up, she found the large red dragon staring at her pitifully. She didnt understand this dragon at all, and didnt even know they existed until that moment. The large red dragon had called itself Reslear, and did what it could to help. She quickly began to trust this dragon, and saw him as more of a father figure then a partner. He followed her around for a long while, and that was when a human found them when she was age 9. Amazed by how well Horo and Reslear had bonded, the human had asked Horo to live in the town where he had resided. Horo spat a few insults before agreeing to the idea. They quickly settled in, but Horo became extra careful to hide her ears and tail. She stayed like this up until now, continuing to let her bond with Reslear grow stronger despite theyre clashing personalities. Over the years, she had learned to control her wolf form, even when angered. However, she still doesnt hesitate to attack if she feels she needs to. So far she has done a good job keeping her difference a secret, with only a few close friends knowing.
RP Example;;
A small gray she-cat padded on the sidewalk, trying to be careful not to stray off of the sides. Just walking around sightlessly was dangerous, and she knew it. It wasnt as if she could help it, though. It seemed like no matter what, she was either being insulted or attacked. Just because her shining green eyes had a difference. She didnt understand any of it. Nothing made sense to her. She knew why they did it, but no matter how hard she tried to understand, nothing ever seemed to change. She sighed lightly, being careful not to startle any nearby cats or dogs. She had smelled some scents a while back, but they were stale, not to mention far away. She turned, smelling something. It smelled sweet... sort of like prey, but it wasnt that kind of sweet. It smelled like sugar, and maybe some of those orange fruits she saw growing on trees. She turned her head, attempting to find the source of the scent. Finally, it came to her. She had been to this place before, and she knew where she was. Of course, that didnt mean she had smelled this scent before. she turned towards the wall she was walking near.
Right above her, the sweet scent lured her in. There was a window just low enough for her to reach, and for that she was thankful. She jumped up and scented the air. The sweet scent of whatever she was trying to find was completely blocking out the twoleg scent. She stepped in through the open window, carefully using her paws to guide her way to the scent. Finally, when it seemed like the scent was just under her nose, she sat down. Lured in, she stuck her head inside of the round thing that kept it contained. She gently licked some of the sweet smelling stuff, almost entranced by the smell. It was a liquid, but it was somewhat thick as well, almost syrupy, and it tasted almost as sweet as it smelled. She continued to lick the sweet stuff, not realizing that there was a twoleg about to come through the door. Her ears twitched slightly as the twoleg entered the room. Or course, she wasnt expecting what happened next.
The twoleg, enraged by the sight, began to yell. "What are you doing with my Sliced Orange Juice!?" was all the twoleg said before approaching the gray she-cat. She pulled her head out of the round thing and looked at the twoleg through sightless eyes, her whiskers sticky from the syrupy liquid. 'Sliced Orange Juice... thats an odd name for something that tastes so wonderful!' she thought, the two-leg's words ringing in her head. Suddenly, the twoleg grabbed her by the scruff on her neck and almost literally tossed her out the window. Then, there was a slamming sound, and the sweet smell had disappeared. Disappointed, she got turned back the way she was heading. 'She needs to learn some manners, doesnt she? Stupid twolegs...' she thought. An almost frustrated look on her face, she continued down the path she had taken. If only she hadnt been blind, she would have been able to defend the Sliced Orange Juice. Still, now that she got the scent out of her head, it didnt bother her as much.
Finally, after walking for a while, she caught the scent of the two cats she had wanted to follow. It was a short distance away, and she knew the exact spot. Just by scent she could detect a cat's actual location, and these cats were in the alley a small ways again. Probably about five fox-lengths. She darted ahead, now eager to see what the cats were doing. She skidded to a stop when she reached the alley, listening closely and following her nose. She could smell the two cats. One was some ways in front of her, and the other one was behind a dumpster. Carefully, not knowing why the other cat was hiding, she approached the one in frost of her. Every few moments she would crouch down, wait a few seconds, and then approach again. Sightless eyes stared straight at the cat, only curiousity showing through. Something wasnt right about this cat. The air that surrounded him was wierd... almost thin. she wanted to know who this cat was, and now. "Who are you...?" the words escaped her muzzle in almost a rhythm. Her voice, a melody carried by the wind, had been revealed. Shining green eyes stared right at this cat still as she waited for an answer.