Faite x Zell Litter

Character Name: Aoife Adravendi-Valentine

Gender: Female

Design: #7 (Ring of yellow around pupils)

Appearance: Aoife's fur and pattern is simple, extremely so, but it isn't something that takes away from her beauty. She's pretty, but not in the way that screams for attention. One will have to look close to see her beauty. A deep red wine, much like her father's marking color, covers her frame. The colors of her markings seems to soothe the deep red, making it slightly softer to the eyes. Just enough to take away from how startlingly red she would have been otherwise. A yellowish cream covers her throat, her stomach, and the bottom of her tail, fading into the dark red. Part of Aoife's jaws, her face, is cream as well, highlighting the mask like marking she got from her father. A small spot of cream can be found on the top of her skull as well. Her ears, for the most part, are entirely cream; the only red is a line that stretches partly down the tip of her ears. Aoife's paws, all four of them, fade from the dark red into cream.

Aoife's eyes are what take away from the fiery color of her pelt. For the most part, they are a deep sky blue. Cool enough to stand out, if one looks close enough they will see the other color. A bright yellow can be found on a ring around her pupils, nearing gold in color. Aoife's eyes are odd, that's for sure, but they are the most catching thing about her.

Personality: Aoife believes in honor and protecting her family above everything, and anything, else that may possibly matter. Her family will come first and foremost, before anyone else, even if it's her closest friends. Not in the yelling, aggressive way will she show her anger or determination to protect her family. Even if she's angry, or upset, she'll hold it with a quiet dignity and never really truly show it. She'll have a habit of keeping most, or all, of her emotions bottled up and hide them from her siblings and friends. If it gets too bad, one can find her in a quiet place, taking her anger out by pacing around angrily; she'll never do anything majorly violent.

Aoife is a quiet female, obviously so; even around her siblings, she'll likely hardly ever talk to them, preferring to have peace and quiet most of the time. She's timid, afraid to let others know what she thinks if they are talking about something. She's afraid she'll get rejected, or that she may offend another wolf or creature by accident if she does say something. As a result, instead of telling her opinion, she'll likely just agree with the wolf that the others agree with most. She doesn't want to hurt anyone's feelings; she's terrified of it, really, so it will be hard for her to grow out of this, if she ever does. It will take quite a bit of convincing to make her finally grow a little bit braver.

Aoife likes pretty things, such as flowers and stones with nice patterns; she may or may not end up collecting them. It won't be a rare sight to see her giving them to her friends and family if they ever mention anything like it. If they say that they like a certain kind of flower, or a certain color of rock, she'll go out of her way to try and find it for them. Hunting it down is something she enjoys; she can get the time to herself, and just watch the nature and see what's going on around her. She enjoys the happiness on the others' face when she gives them said present as well.

Character Alignment: Neutral Good

Rp Sample: It was a warmer day, although still one with a slight nip in the air, that encouraged Aoife to wander off. Just for a few moments; nothing would be hurt if she just wandered away for a few moments and got back before they realized. She wanted to see what was outside, top see if there were anything pretty she could find. Maybe she can find something, give it to her family as a present. A quiet sigh escaping her just before she went into the unknown, Aoife cast a almost nervous glance back at her family. She could do this; look around, be back within a few minutes. She would be fine, as long as she didn't do anything dangerous, as long as she didn't get herself into some sort of trouble. With a new, quiet resolve, she glanced away from them and slowly, hesitantly, took her first step into the unknown.

Her jaws parted, taking in the crisp air with a small noise. From that moment, there was something that called for her from the unknown, the grass under her paw soft. Quickly, she darted, all signs of fear gone. This was great! This was....

A glimmer of bright color caught her eye, and she froze, fear flashing in her. As fast as she had darted outside, Aoife darted back inside. Maybe she could go out another time, right?