TIME WILL KILL US AFTER ALL
11-05-2013, 09:01 PM
TAURIG X ARGENT
Argent and Taurig have banged once, some of you have likely seen the thread, but what hasn't been seen are the after effects of this thread. Yes, Argent is pregnant! Wolf and I haven't decided much about these babies, but they're certainly going to be the center of much drama, and certainly are gonna be sexy as fuck ;D. There are many design options, with silver and blue-grey and even russet (from Taur's Mama) being in the picture. Below will be some designs Muse has done, but certainly feel free to come up with your own! To apply please do a personality, appearance, and role play sample! A reference of Taurig and Argent can be given for those looking to play with ideas!
DESIGN IDEAS
note that this pup would be born blind due to white eyes
11-05-2013, 09:11 PM
Vicious words and false belief Name: Desdemona Armada. Personality: ? Mischievous ? Inquisitive ? Vigilant ? Fluency ? Unyielding ? Mercenary A mischievous one at heart it is no wonder she causes both of her parents quite the headache when she gets away and slips past their sight. Unknowing what lingers in the world beyond much less it's dangers wanders. But alas being one obvious to danger and only wanting to explore much less please her father it is no wonder she causes so much trouble. Then again why would someone want to sit in the den all day and do nothing? But with this mischievous and curious nature of hers the pup has proven to be quite unyielding in her nature not at all listening when shes warned or told not to do something. A bit of a heard-head perhaps but it is something she'll grow out of, mostly. Will be expanded upon as she is played/have limited net access tonight Dx. Appearance: ? Wrapped in a soft dusted blanket covering her young form in a soft slated blue; a ivory mask covers the young ladies face with a pair of crimson orbs staring out. The mask it self gives her more contracts making her striking to view face to face. While the rest of her form is less so, proving to keep the soft slated blue before it fades along her long lengthy legs into a snowy white mimicking the color of winters embrace. Charcoal mittens proves to be quite a striking appearance to her over all softly colored form a trait likely earned from her father while with her mothers grace the young dame is blessed with her mother's large form while the pup does not show it at first. Being the runt of the litter and the smallest out of the group, she would grow quickly into the strapping young women she is meant to be. Role-Play Sample: Finally! She was old enough to explore out side of the den along with her four siblings (assuming there is four) the small pup was quick to meander to the entrance to the den. Point ears shoved forward as that ruby gaze stared straight a head at the lands her father called home. Sure living on a volcano was fun but there were times she missed the grass and wooded forest that her father had spoken of having asked him time and again to describe them to her. One day she would leave these rocky and lava field lands to see these leafy forest and gassy fields but for now the pup looked at her home in awe it had it's own charms the lava providing interesting lighting in many different ways as it bubbled and charted it's own course through the rocky lands. That went ignored fairly quickly as something small and scurrying along the ground caught her attention; a simple mouse but one that would provide a bit of excitement. Disregarding all else the pup bounded forward on large and unsteady paws but alas the little lass had to learn and gain control over her mooter skills surely and a wee mouse was the perfect chasing target! Scrambling forward as the dark pawed pup found he self tripping over her legs to get a the mouse this wouldn't do at all! Being far too excited as she was the slate blue pup quickly found her self tripping yet again missing the target as she had tried to leap at it only to land on her chest with a solid thump leaving her both winded and seeing stars. Lifting that head it shook left and right a few times before pulling her self to those feet of hers. Tail wagging eagerly the pup rush forth once more at the mouse eager to try and catch it and bring it back to dad; after all wouldn't he be proud of her catching something so early? He ought to be! Watching and chasing as the mouse proceeded to scramble to find a place to hide of which it did; a bolder and a lager rock providing a small hiding spot for the small animal bu that wouldn't stop the over determine pup! Stopping before the small depression between the rock and bolder the pup eagerly dug at the ground just before it tying to dig down at the earth but it didn't budge. Damn it all yet she quickly pulled the right paw back with a audible yelp ad the mouse decided to go on the offensive and nip her. It wasn't getting way now, most defiantly not! With a pup-like growl she used her paw as bait once more as that stinging pain hit her senses again quickly the paw was pulled out and with the mouse attached to it still. Moving quickly so not to lose it the pip would pin it under a paw before snatching it up in that maw carefully holding it. Unknowingly having scared he poor thing to death the pup proudly and promptly trotted back to the den with a smug yet proud look upon her face; setting down the mouse at her father's feet the pup smiled beaming and wagged that tail happily. "Look daddy, at what I caught!" The young and eager voice barked as she stared up at her father clearly striving to make him proud. |
11-05-2013, 09:19 PM
-dies- I must have<3
Name: Ravenna
Design: #2 - slight changes
Gender: female
Appearance: A pelt white as freshly fallen snow with blanket the woman, flawless to anyone that dares to look at her. There will be only a few variations in the coloring of her bodice that accentuate her beauty. Her entire face will be draped in the soft ash, from her muzzle to around her eyes, the outsides of her ears will look similar, having received a brush of color. Long limbs will be dipped in a charcoal mix that vanishes half up her legs. From the base of her skull to the tip of her tail, a slate gray will drip down her sides, wrapping her bodice in light tendrils of color that compliment her form. Eyes will be pools of hard ice, hiding away her darkest secrets, they are key to her lineage, claiming her as the daughter of Taurig.
Personality: Mischievous - Confident - Protective - Strong willed - Loyal - Family orientated - Passionate
The girl loves her family, and would do anything to keep them safe, she learned from both her parents the strong ties that go along with having a family and caring for each other. She will often drive her father crazy with her high strung nature and her desire to exlpore and cause mischief. The girl is always sure of herself, never letting anyones doubts bother her, she knows what she is capable of and won't let anyone tell her otherwise. When something or someone catches her attention, she gives 100% and does so with all her heart. The girl will grow up to be kind and gentle, yet ferociously protective when needed.
RP Sample: She had finally reached her first birthday. She now could freely explore the lands around her without her parents pestering so much. Dainty charcoal paws kissed the earth as the girl weaved her way in and out of the brush, icy eyes scammed the territory of her home as she moved like a ghost towards the border. Nostrils quivered, inhaling the scent the saturated the air. The closer she got to the border, the stronger an unfamiliar scent got. Brows furrowed, her expression uncertain and yet curious. Her steps became careful, pressing into the earth with almost no noise. Her bodice lowered, bring her into a crouch as she pinpointed her target.
Ice pools darted left and right, looking for the source. For a moment she saw nothing, then Brows lifted in surprise. Sitting at the border was a female who was close to her she. Crown tilted to the left, unsure whether or not she should approach. The mother appeared to have vanished, leaving the child on the border. "Hello , do you need some help?" she stood to her full height, looking evenly at the young woman. Shock lifted her brows as icy cools turned to face her from the dark girl. "Yes, I'm your half sister." Calm tones coped softly to her ash covered ears. No. It wasn't possible. Was it?
For a moment she said nothing. The dark girl have an impatient sigh. "Taurig is my father. My name is Zaria". A twisted grin tugged at inky lips. Distrust immediately filled the young ivory woman. There was something off about the wolf claiming to be her half sister. "Why have I not met you before?" Tail swayed at her hocks, her tones slightly more demanding. She needed answers if she was to believe this woman. A shrug lifted dark shoulders. "I haven't had a reason to come until now." A malicious from pulled back dark kissers. Fear seeped into her veins, it was a bad idea to come here. Before she speak another word, the shadowy woman launched herself forward, unhinged jaws aimed at her face. With a snarl the two sister brawled, battling for dominance, for the right to be daddy's little girl.
Jaws snapped, limbs struck out. The girl would defend her home against this so called sister of her. If she was truly her fathers daughter then why would she be so cruel? None of here siblings were like this, they all care for each other, there was no trying to rip each others throats out. muscles coiled beneath her pelt, she had not endured the same brutal training that her half sister had, she was not nearly as experienced as the dark girl. Adrenaline and fear mixed in her veins, she fought back, determined not to fall but she could only hope that her father would come to her rescue, to catch off this imposture.
I couldn't resist having her meet one of her half siblings XD
All done <3
Name: Ravenna
Design: #2 - slight changes
Gender: female
Appearance: A pelt white as freshly fallen snow with blanket the woman, flawless to anyone that dares to look at her. There will be only a few variations in the coloring of her bodice that accentuate her beauty. Her entire face will be draped in the soft ash, from her muzzle to around her eyes, the outsides of her ears will look similar, having received a brush of color. Long limbs will be dipped in a charcoal mix that vanishes half up her legs. From the base of her skull to the tip of her tail, a slate gray will drip down her sides, wrapping her bodice in light tendrils of color that compliment her form. Eyes will be pools of hard ice, hiding away her darkest secrets, they are key to her lineage, claiming her as the daughter of Taurig.
Personality: Mischievous - Confident - Protective - Strong willed - Loyal - Family orientated - Passionate
The girl loves her family, and would do anything to keep them safe, she learned from both her parents the strong ties that go along with having a family and caring for each other. She will often drive her father crazy with her high strung nature and her desire to exlpore and cause mischief. The girl is always sure of herself, never letting anyones doubts bother her, she knows what she is capable of and won't let anyone tell her otherwise. When something or someone catches her attention, she gives 100% and does so with all her heart. The girl will grow up to be kind and gentle, yet ferociously protective when needed.
RP Sample: She had finally reached her first birthday. She now could freely explore the lands around her without her parents pestering so much. Dainty charcoal paws kissed the earth as the girl weaved her way in and out of the brush, icy eyes scammed the territory of her home as she moved like a ghost towards the border. Nostrils quivered, inhaling the scent the saturated the air. The closer she got to the border, the stronger an unfamiliar scent got. Brows furrowed, her expression uncertain and yet curious. Her steps became careful, pressing into the earth with almost no noise. Her bodice lowered, bring her into a crouch as she pinpointed her target.
Ice pools darted left and right, looking for the source. For a moment she saw nothing, then Brows lifted in surprise. Sitting at the border was a female who was close to her she. Crown tilted to the left, unsure whether or not she should approach. The mother appeared to have vanished, leaving the child on the border. "Hello , do you need some help?" she stood to her full height, looking evenly at the young woman. Shock lifted her brows as icy cools turned to face her from the dark girl. "Yes, I'm your half sister." Calm tones coped softly to her ash covered ears. No. It wasn't possible. Was it?
For a moment she said nothing. The dark girl have an impatient sigh. "Taurig is my father. My name is Zaria". A twisted grin tugged at inky lips. Distrust immediately filled the young ivory woman. There was something off about the wolf claiming to be her half sister. "Why have I not met you before?" Tail swayed at her hocks, her tones slightly more demanding. She needed answers if she was to believe this woman. A shrug lifted dark shoulders. "I haven't had a reason to come until now." A malicious from pulled back dark kissers. Fear seeped into her veins, it was a bad idea to come here. Before she speak another word, the shadowy woman launched herself forward, unhinged jaws aimed at her face. With a snarl the two sister brawled, battling for dominance, for the right to be daddy's little girl.
Jaws snapped, limbs struck out. The girl would defend her home against this so called sister of her. If she was truly her fathers daughter then why would she be so cruel? None of here siblings were like this, they all care for each other, there was no trying to rip each others throats out. muscles coiled beneath her pelt, she had not endured the same brutal training that her half sister had, she was not nearly as experienced as the dark girl. Adrenaline and fear mixed in her veins, she fought back, determined not to fall but she could only hope that her father would come to her rescue, to catch off this imposture.
I couldn't resist having her meet one of her half siblings XD
All done <3
11-06-2013, 10:44 AM
Muse you are a temptress.. <3
11-06-2013, 03:31 PM
Name: Figuring it out..torn between Lanthe and Leander
Design: #3
Gender: male
Appearance:
Personality: Forgiving. Protective. Competitive. secret softy. rebellious. a touch flamboyant. eventually interested in boys. very concerned with grooming himself and others. affectionate.
RP Sample:
Dark paws gently pushed back and forth at the ground. His light ears were tucked tightly into against his head as his bi-color eyes watched intently at his siblings conversing and playing. He would make no noise. Only watch and ready his body for his possible assault. His tail lay limp behind his rump. His parents were outside the den, giving them some much needed space, but he was eager to rid himself of the energy that seemed to burn his body up. He watched his brother and sister tugging at a bone. They were attempting to see who was the strongest and his dark lips curled upright in a smirk. Now was his time!
He pushed his body upward very slowly. He was attempting to make as little noise as possible. Hopefully with the two growling at one another they wouldn?t know he was coming. He lowered his head and leveled his tail with his body and sprung off with his back legs. He bolted towards the center of the bone and opened his jaws eagerly to hopefully grab his prize. Lucky was in his favor today and with one quick grabbing motion he managed to rip the bone from out of both his siblings jaws. His tongue lolled from the side of his mouth as he ran outside the den towards his parents. If he could only reach them then he would be safe to enjoy his prize.
He felt as if the distance was so long. His tiny legs were pushing his body forward with all his might. His left ear fell backwards upon hearing his sister?s protest of him stealing their bone. He couldn?t help the laugh that escaped him as he finally reached his parents and slid into the ground. SAFE! His mind yelled and he smiled sheepishly towards his two brooding siblings. His tail was wagging happily behind him.
?No fair Leander! You always ruin our fun.? His sister huffed at him. He laid on the ground on an odd angle. His head backwards with the bone still secured beneath his jaws and his lips curled in a devious smile. His legs were upright and curled into his chest as he looked at her from the ground up. She looked silly brooding upside down. ?Well, maybe if you two were aware of your surroundings more you would have seen me coming. Now the spoils are mine to enjoy. ? He said threw clenched teeth. His hold still secure on the bone. He couldn?t help the giggle that rose up and he rolled back onto his belly, twigs and leaves sticking to his coat, and sighed happily as he placed the bone between his paws. ?Besides, you two eat more then enough.? He said suggestively. His brows arching up and down suggesting his siblings could possibly lose a few pounds.
Design: #3
Gender: male
Appearance:
Personality: Forgiving. Protective. Competitive. secret softy. rebellious. a touch flamboyant. eventually interested in boys. very concerned with grooming himself and others. affectionate.
RP Sample:
Dark paws gently pushed back and forth at the ground. His light ears were tucked tightly into against his head as his bi-color eyes watched intently at his siblings conversing and playing. He would make no noise. Only watch and ready his body for his possible assault. His tail lay limp behind his rump. His parents were outside the den, giving them some much needed space, but he was eager to rid himself of the energy that seemed to burn his body up. He watched his brother and sister tugging at a bone. They were attempting to see who was the strongest and his dark lips curled upright in a smirk. Now was his time!
He pushed his body upward very slowly. He was attempting to make as little noise as possible. Hopefully with the two growling at one another they wouldn?t know he was coming. He lowered his head and leveled his tail with his body and sprung off with his back legs. He bolted towards the center of the bone and opened his jaws eagerly to hopefully grab his prize. Lucky was in his favor today and with one quick grabbing motion he managed to rip the bone from out of both his siblings jaws. His tongue lolled from the side of his mouth as he ran outside the den towards his parents. If he could only reach them then he would be safe to enjoy his prize.
He felt as if the distance was so long. His tiny legs were pushing his body forward with all his might. His left ear fell backwards upon hearing his sister?s protest of him stealing their bone. He couldn?t help the laugh that escaped him as he finally reached his parents and slid into the ground. SAFE! His mind yelled and he smiled sheepishly towards his two brooding siblings. His tail was wagging happily behind him.
?No fair Leander! You always ruin our fun.? His sister huffed at him. He laid on the ground on an odd angle. His head backwards with the bone still secured beneath his jaws and his lips curled in a devious smile. His legs were upright and curled into his chest as he looked at her from the ground up. She looked silly brooding upside down. ?Well, maybe if you two were aware of your surroundings more you would have seen me coming. Now the spoils are mine to enjoy. ? He said threw clenched teeth. His hold still secure on the bone. He couldn?t help the giggle that rose up and he rolled back onto his belly, twigs and leaves sticking to his coat, and sighed happily as he placed the bone between his paws. ?Besides, you two eat more then enough.? He said suggestively. His brows arching up and down suggesting his siblings could possibly lose a few pounds.
11-06-2013, 10:04 PM
(This post was last modified: 11-09-2013, 03:24 PM by Felicita.)
Design Number 5 <3
Name: Avayah
Personality:
This little girl is a healthy mixture of both her mother and father, with her own uniqueness thrown in there for good measure. Avayah has quite the temper, and a bit of a sharp tongue when she is displeased, but for the most part, the young lady has a sweet disposition. She is young and naive, and that naivete has produced a wolf that believes there is no evil in the world. There is no doubt she will learn as time goes on, but in Avayah's early puphood, she will be the picture of innocence. As she grows, Avayah will become a strong, independent young woman. She will be rebellious and adventurous, always wanting to do everything on her own, so that she can learn as she goes, succeed or fail. Avayah will have the attitude where she feels that she can do anything, conquer the world if only she puts her mind to it. The girl will have the utmost faith in herself, believing that anything can be done if she is the one doing it. Because of this, the girl also has the downfall of the mindset that no one can do anything as well as she can, and that makes her seem slightly like a snob. However, that would be a first impression of her, because any wolf that got to know Avayah would realize how caring, loving, funny, and audacious this little girl is. Avayah is sometimes a bit foolhardy and reckless, due to her courageous nature, and is constantly getting herself into binds that take some working to get herself out of. In her early months, Avayah will rely on her parents and her siblings to get her out of said sticky situations, although she resents the help that she can't do without. Overall, Avayah is a headstrong, independent, adventurous little lady.
Appearance:
As a pup, Avayah will be an adorable little ball of fluff, her markings not fully distinguished. Her downy puppy fur will be a creamy off-white, with a dark gray muzzle, tail-tip, paws, and ears. The markings fade into her creamy fur, with very blurred distinguishing lines between the colors. As all wolf pups are born, her irises will be a colorless gray, not even a bright silver. However, as the girl grows, her beauty will become more and more pronounced. As an adult, she will be smaller than both of her parents, standing at 32 inches and weighing a healthy 98 pounds. Avayah's body will be lined with muscle, though not an obscene amount. There will not be a spare pound on her, the muscle being defined under the layers of her skin. Despite the amount of muscle, Avayah's body will still be curvaceous and pleasing to the eyes. Her pelt will lose the downy fluff of her puppy months and finally differentiate the solid lines between her colors. Avayah's paws will darken to a deep onyx, as will her muzzle and the tip of her tail. However, Avayah's auditory units will remain their ashen color. The black on the fae's tail tip will slowly fade into gray and then to the creamy color of the rest of her body, the gradient effect travelling up her flag. Avayah's back paws will also have the gradient effect going up her hind legs. Avayah's eyes though, will be her ultimate attraction. The expressive orbs will rapidly shift from featureless gray to a luminous, aqua blue. The bright color will be tinged with lime green. Due to the plain colors of Avayah's pelt, her irises will stand out that much more, grabbing the attention of whomever decides to make eye contact with her. They are simply hypnotizing, drawing wolves in and trapping them within her gaze.
Role Play Sample:
Avayah woke early that morning, tiny pup jaws stretching in a yawn that sounded more like a squeak. Due to the boundless energy that all pups were in possession of, as soon as the young girl opened her eyes, Avayah leaped to her paws, still ungainly and slightly unbalanced. At this young of an age, the girl often felt uncomfortable in her skin, with paws and ears too large but the rest of her too small. However, the little lady shrugged off the thought, attention span already drifting to other subjects. Peering about the den, Avayah observed that her siblings and parents were still sleeping peacefully, but the pup felt the call of dawn, the chirping birds drawing her closer to the entrance of the den. Avayah glanced around at the outside world, soaking up every little detail that her puppy-brain could manage. The sky was beautiful that morning, the pale blue of early dawn shot through with streaks of yellow and pink, telltale signs of the coming sunrise. Feeling a burst of mischievous energy fill her, the young pup took one more peek back at her sleeping family. Checking to make sure they were all still sleeping, Avayah was reassured when not a single one of them stirred. A sneaky grin spread across the girl's face, and stifling a yip of excitement, Avayah bounded out of the den, stubby little legs pumping.
The feel of grass and dirt under the adventurous little girl's pads sent thrills of enthusiasm up her legs, tingling all over her skin and sending shivers down her spine. Avayah was well aware that she would most likely get in trouble with her parent's for defying their orders and leaving the den without permission, but the adrenalin that spiked through her veins at that moment made the rule-breaking beyond worth it. Energy sang through the girl's body, seeming to give her paws wings. Avayah flew away from the den, soft pads picking up several nicks and cuts, but the young fae hardly noticed the sharp pains.
Not long after taking off, Avayah became winded and had to rest her baby lungs. Looking back over her shoulder, Avayah was pleased to see that her den was completely out of sight. Head and tail held high, ears pricked up to full attention, Avayah pranced off, jaunting along the trail she had forged with her own determination. Avayah padded along for an indeterminable amount of time, long enough to where the girl hardly knew where she was. However, she was not worried. She was on an adventure! An adventure by herself, particularly. None of her pesky siblings to get in the way. During Avayah's happy travels, the sun had risen much further in the sky, and the girl flopped down in a patch of sunlight to rest and soak up some warmth in the crisp morning.
Avayah laid there on a soft patch of moss for so long that she ended up drifting off to sleep, and woke with a start not long after. Yawning once more, the girl decided that it was time to head home. As fun as her adventure had been, she was hungry, and neither Avayah's mother nor her father had taught their children how to hunt just yet. The young lady headed off towards the direction that she thought her den was in, but as time went on, Avayah had realized that she was travelling in circles. The girl sank roughly down onto her haunches, an irritated huff expelling itself from her lungs. This was the part of Avayah's adventures that she always hated. She thought she knew what she was doing at first, but always wound up needing help, and Avayah despised needing help. However, the pup recognized when she was beaten, this time by her own ignorance. Tossing back her head, Avayah loosed a thin, wobbly puppy howl and relaxed, waiting for one of her parents to come find her, just like they always did.
Finished!
Name: Avayah
Personality:
This little girl is a healthy mixture of both her mother and father, with her own uniqueness thrown in there for good measure. Avayah has quite the temper, and a bit of a sharp tongue when she is displeased, but for the most part, the young lady has a sweet disposition. She is young and naive, and that naivete has produced a wolf that believes there is no evil in the world. There is no doubt she will learn as time goes on, but in Avayah's early puphood, she will be the picture of innocence. As she grows, Avayah will become a strong, independent young woman. She will be rebellious and adventurous, always wanting to do everything on her own, so that she can learn as she goes, succeed or fail. Avayah will have the attitude where she feels that she can do anything, conquer the world if only she puts her mind to it. The girl will have the utmost faith in herself, believing that anything can be done if she is the one doing it. Because of this, the girl also has the downfall of the mindset that no one can do anything as well as she can, and that makes her seem slightly like a snob. However, that would be a first impression of her, because any wolf that got to know Avayah would realize how caring, loving, funny, and audacious this little girl is. Avayah is sometimes a bit foolhardy and reckless, due to her courageous nature, and is constantly getting herself into binds that take some working to get herself out of. In her early months, Avayah will rely on her parents and her siblings to get her out of said sticky situations, although she resents the help that she can't do without. Overall, Avayah is a headstrong, independent, adventurous little lady.
Appearance:
As a pup, Avayah will be an adorable little ball of fluff, her markings not fully distinguished. Her downy puppy fur will be a creamy off-white, with a dark gray muzzle, tail-tip, paws, and ears. The markings fade into her creamy fur, with very blurred distinguishing lines between the colors. As all wolf pups are born, her irises will be a colorless gray, not even a bright silver. However, as the girl grows, her beauty will become more and more pronounced. As an adult, she will be smaller than both of her parents, standing at 32 inches and weighing a healthy 98 pounds. Avayah's body will be lined with muscle, though not an obscene amount. There will not be a spare pound on her, the muscle being defined under the layers of her skin. Despite the amount of muscle, Avayah's body will still be curvaceous and pleasing to the eyes. Her pelt will lose the downy fluff of her puppy months and finally differentiate the solid lines between her colors. Avayah's paws will darken to a deep onyx, as will her muzzle and the tip of her tail. However, Avayah's auditory units will remain their ashen color. The black on the fae's tail tip will slowly fade into gray and then to the creamy color of the rest of her body, the gradient effect travelling up her flag. Avayah's back paws will also have the gradient effect going up her hind legs. Avayah's eyes though, will be her ultimate attraction. The expressive orbs will rapidly shift from featureless gray to a luminous, aqua blue. The bright color will be tinged with lime green. Due to the plain colors of Avayah's pelt, her irises will stand out that much more, grabbing the attention of whomever decides to make eye contact with her. They are simply hypnotizing, drawing wolves in and trapping them within her gaze.
Role Play Sample:
Avayah woke early that morning, tiny pup jaws stretching in a yawn that sounded more like a squeak. Due to the boundless energy that all pups were in possession of, as soon as the young girl opened her eyes, Avayah leaped to her paws, still ungainly and slightly unbalanced. At this young of an age, the girl often felt uncomfortable in her skin, with paws and ears too large but the rest of her too small. However, the little lady shrugged off the thought, attention span already drifting to other subjects. Peering about the den, Avayah observed that her siblings and parents were still sleeping peacefully, but the pup felt the call of dawn, the chirping birds drawing her closer to the entrance of the den. Avayah glanced around at the outside world, soaking up every little detail that her puppy-brain could manage. The sky was beautiful that morning, the pale blue of early dawn shot through with streaks of yellow and pink, telltale signs of the coming sunrise. Feeling a burst of mischievous energy fill her, the young pup took one more peek back at her sleeping family. Checking to make sure they were all still sleeping, Avayah was reassured when not a single one of them stirred. A sneaky grin spread across the girl's face, and stifling a yip of excitement, Avayah bounded out of the den, stubby little legs pumping.
The feel of grass and dirt under the adventurous little girl's pads sent thrills of enthusiasm up her legs, tingling all over her skin and sending shivers down her spine. Avayah was well aware that she would most likely get in trouble with her parent's for defying their orders and leaving the den without permission, but the adrenalin that spiked through her veins at that moment made the rule-breaking beyond worth it. Energy sang through the girl's body, seeming to give her paws wings. Avayah flew away from the den, soft pads picking up several nicks and cuts, but the young fae hardly noticed the sharp pains.
Not long after taking off, Avayah became winded and had to rest her baby lungs. Looking back over her shoulder, Avayah was pleased to see that her den was completely out of sight. Head and tail held high, ears pricked up to full attention, Avayah pranced off, jaunting along the trail she had forged with her own determination. Avayah padded along for an indeterminable amount of time, long enough to where the girl hardly knew where she was. However, she was not worried. She was on an adventure! An adventure by herself, particularly. None of her pesky siblings to get in the way. During Avayah's happy travels, the sun had risen much further in the sky, and the girl flopped down in a patch of sunlight to rest and soak up some warmth in the crisp morning.
Avayah laid there on a soft patch of moss for so long that she ended up drifting off to sleep, and woke with a start not long after. Yawning once more, the girl decided that it was time to head home. As fun as her adventure had been, she was hungry, and neither Avayah's mother nor her father had taught their children how to hunt just yet. The young lady headed off towards the direction that she thought her den was in, but as time went on, Avayah had realized that she was travelling in circles. The girl sank roughly down onto her haunches, an irritated huff expelling itself from her lungs. This was the part of Avayah's adventures that she always hated. She thought she knew what she was doing at first, but always wound up needing help, and Avayah despised needing help. However, the pup recognized when she was beaten, this time by her own ignorance. Tossing back her head, Avayah loosed a thin, wobbly puppy howl and relaxed, waiting for one of her parents to come find her, just like they always did.
Finished!
11-07-2013, 02:30 AM
As much as I love the designs Muse made I think I might also like to play around with some design ideas of my own. Do either Taurig or Argent have fullbody reference pictures? If not I'll see what I can come up with based on the current designs / their descriptions.