LucexNeo Puppies <3333
04-25-2013, 06:58 PM
Baby number one please :)
Name: Will decide once I look more into pretty french baby names but for now Silana
Gender: Female
Personality: Even the love of her mother and siblings was never quite enough to coax the quiet girl out of her shell. Receding within herself at a young age to the point that for a time her mother believed her to be mute. Quiet even at birth it would be a long time before the female would test her vocal cords. A silent ball of fluff who often would lay alone rather then nestle into the comfort of her mothers belly with her siblings. Thoughts always seemed to be elsewhere, eyes turned towards the horizon rather then back towards her family and the current. She will always be a dreamer, thinking of things that could be rather then what is. Though she will never be bitter towards her mother there will always be a slight disconnect, a distance between them. Even physically as she grows up the young female would rather a nod her greeting then share contact with her family. She would never cringe away form the touch of her family but also would never go out of her way to initiate it, seeming to take no pleasure or comfort from it at all. All around a quiet, reclusive and shy girl when she is younger. Wary of strangers, will stand behind her mother or siblings while they talk but otherwise prefers not to be there, more likely to walk away from them without a word rather then maintain their company.
As a youngster she will always feel like something is missing, the loss of her father never quite settling well with her and the fact that she never knew him will make her feel the need to search for him later on in life. She will view other families with both parents and always feel a something that she won't be able to place until later. She won't grow out of not wanting to talk until almost a year old. Even alone or with strangers she won't attempt to test her vocals, simply feeling no desire to. It won't be until she feels there is something important to say that she will finally speak. After that she will still lapse into long bouts of silence, only speaking when she feels that she truly needs to or has something that she would like to say and that she would like to be heard. To outward eyes it will seem that she simply doesn't care, drifting through life like a ghost and rarely allowing a single ounce of emotion touch her features. Maybe this is partially because of the her brother (pup 2) who at times can be an emotional arsonist. Though she enjoys his company and often finds herself drawn to her brother (pup 2) when all other company has been rejected she still holds herself at a distance from all.
As she grows older she will float through life, rarely visiting friends of family and searching for what she believes in missing within herself. To say she will have daddy issues will be an understatement. The disconnect between her mind and her body with grow to the point that she will rarely care what happens to her body and will often use it for less then noble gains. Though her strange draw to her brother will remain and she will often find herself near him without having consciously decided to find him. Something about the fact that he does not seem to feel yet has the ability to stir such strong emotions in others calling to her. As for her mother and other sibling she will tend to only visit them in times of clarity when she realizes how long it has been since she last saw them. Like her brother she truly believes in love, that her mother and father loved each other dearly and wants nothing more then to one day find that special someone. Though her emotional detachment makes it near impossible for anyone to get close to the ice queens heart she does try. She puts herself out there as much as she possibly can with how closed of she is but can never seem to feel the feelings that he mother describes.
To summarize she is a quiet girl, distant from everyone and disconnected from those around her even when in the same vicinity as them. Thought often turned to the future or outwards rather then focused on what is going on around her at that current point in time. Rarely speaks but should be listened to when she does. Even as she ages she will never be an overly vocal wolf, preferring to internalize and deal with her thoughts and problems on her own. The most emotion she will ever show will be around her brother (pup 2) and even that will be sparse. At times she will speak to herself when others are around but soft tones make it hard for those around her to catch her words unless they are paying close attention. She seems to drift around in a dream like state most of the time, on occasion soft smiles shared with family when she is more anchored. But even her smiles seem slightly cold and disconnected, more like she is going through the motions rather then truly feeling it. At about 2 years of age she was go in search for her father, attempting to find that piece that will make her 'whole' so she can finally find love. A romantic at heart but doesn't truly grasp the concept and will eventually use her body to get her way without truly feeling anything about it. Her belief and quest for love with eventually become a narrow minded, warped and twisted goal that will leave her searching anywhere for it. Potential to be a drug addict like her mother.
Roleplay Sample:
She was quiet as always, vocals as fresh and untested as the day she had been born. Her mother would later tell her that even upon her birth she had not whined or cried for milk like her siblings. They were already speaking, learning their native tongue while Silana simply listened and gazed longingly at them. It wasn't that she didn't want to speak but rather, she simply didn't care for it. Words were loud, messy and unorganized most of the time and she had no desire to partake in the motions. She they mother had continued to teach her siblings both English and French words Silana had sat from a distance and watched, head on her paws and attentive as always. Her mind seemed to work mostly in English, the few times other wolves had come to visit Luce had spoken English so he vocabulary was growing in that language where as French was large but not so much so. Her siblings seemed to prefer their mothers native tongue, she had noted that they would speak to their mother and each other in French mostly. Everyone had tried both French and English with her but large blue eyes would simply turn to them and stare. What was the point of words? There was nothing she needed or desired, nothing she cared to share or speak of with her siblings. Mother would hunt for them when their stomachs rumbled so there was no need to ask and she had no will to fight and play wrestle with her siblings when they did so no need to say she wanted to.
But tonight it was quiet, their mother had gathered them close to her soft belly to sleep after her siblings had played and tired themselves out. She had told them a story about her father that had left the young girl's mind churning rather then settling in an attempt to sleep. She rarely slept well with her siblings, finding the mixture of warmth and contact with them uncomfortable rather then comforting as it should have been to someone of her age. Ever since she had started walking she would slip over her mothers limbs or tail and venture out towards the entrance of the cave so she could sleep beneath the starlight for a few hours. She would always return after those hours, so far having not been caught and scolded by her mother thankfully. Not that it would stop her from continuing to slip off into the night for her much needed alone time. In the beginning she had not always waited for her siblings to be asleep but once they had seen her lay by the entrance they rarely even lifted their heads when she left. But as she did all night she lay easily with them, one ear flipped back to listen to the rhythm of her mothers breathing until it reached the pace she knew marked sleep. Only after she was sure her mother had been asleep for a while would she lift herself up, moving slowly and sliding out from anything that might be on top of her. She had gotten quite good at slipping around any limbs or tails that may have tangled about her in sleep. As with every night she paused once she was just beyond the sleeping group and looked back at them.
Gaze softened slightly and a sigh would slip for her lips, the most sound she had made since her birth, as she looked on her two siblings and mother as they lay together. It was the perfect picture of a family as far as she knew. She had never known her father, never known what she was missing but somewhere deep down she felt that there was in fact something missing. For a long moment the small pup would stare, tracing her mothers features with her eyes and memorizing it as it this might be the last time she would see that beautiful face. Eyes would transfer to her brother of black and white, a slight pull to lay back down beside him causing her to take a hesitant step towards him before she turned and moved towards the entrance to their cave. The roar of the waterfall drowned out any sound she might make but still small paws seemed to barely touch the floor. She moved along the wall, head down but blue eyes up. The stars were bright tonight, a flicker of something more dancing in the heavens but she didn't pay it any mind, it was probably nothing. The pup would lay close to the wall, just before the spray of the waterfall so she would not be wet when she returned to her mothers embrace. She could only see a bit of the sky but her breathing relaxed as she curled up in a slight ball and lay her cheek against her paw so she could turn her gaze to the sky.
The flicker continued to grow, spreading and beginning to dance. Starting green she watched in wonder as the sky came to life. Head would raise slowly as she stared up at it, part of her wanting to wake her mother and ask her what this magnificent thing was that was beginning to devour the sky. But as the inky green continued to spread it allowed the young girls imagination to take flight as well. What if that was where everyone gone went? All the sprits of those passed lived? Could it be heaven? Or maybe it was all the wishes that little girls made to the stars all gathered in one. Eyes stared, wide with amazement as she drank in the beauty unfolding before her. After a few moments a howl leapt up and in response, it seemed, the light began to dance, some pink spreading through it now. Her heart yearned to call to them to join that howl and call to the beauty that was dancing before her eyes. She wanted so badly to take up the call an d howl along with that stranger, to get the lights to dance for her. Her heart yearned for it yet she still allowed her head to settled back on her paws. This night only her dreams would take flight and dance with those lights. Breathing slowed and eyes began to close as she drifted off under the starlit sky, soft smile playing on her lips.
FINALLY DONE :D
Name: Will decide once I look more into pretty french baby names but for now Silana
Gender: Female
Personality: Even the love of her mother and siblings was never quite enough to coax the quiet girl out of her shell. Receding within herself at a young age to the point that for a time her mother believed her to be mute. Quiet even at birth it would be a long time before the female would test her vocal cords. A silent ball of fluff who often would lay alone rather then nestle into the comfort of her mothers belly with her siblings. Thoughts always seemed to be elsewhere, eyes turned towards the horizon rather then back towards her family and the current. She will always be a dreamer, thinking of things that could be rather then what is. Though she will never be bitter towards her mother there will always be a slight disconnect, a distance between them. Even physically as she grows up the young female would rather a nod her greeting then share contact with her family. She would never cringe away form the touch of her family but also would never go out of her way to initiate it, seeming to take no pleasure or comfort from it at all. All around a quiet, reclusive and shy girl when she is younger. Wary of strangers, will stand behind her mother or siblings while they talk but otherwise prefers not to be there, more likely to walk away from them without a word rather then maintain their company.
As a youngster she will always feel like something is missing, the loss of her father never quite settling well with her and the fact that she never knew him will make her feel the need to search for him later on in life. She will view other families with both parents and always feel a something that she won't be able to place until later. She won't grow out of not wanting to talk until almost a year old. Even alone or with strangers she won't attempt to test her vocals, simply feeling no desire to. It won't be until she feels there is something important to say that she will finally speak. After that she will still lapse into long bouts of silence, only speaking when she feels that she truly needs to or has something that she would like to say and that she would like to be heard. To outward eyes it will seem that she simply doesn't care, drifting through life like a ghost and rarely allowing a single ounce of emotion touch her features. Maybe this is partially because of the her brother (pup 2) who at times can be an emotional arsonist. Though she enjoys his company and often finds herself drawn to her brother (pup 2) when all other company has been rejected she still holds herself at a distance from all.
As she grows older she will float through life, rarely visiting friends of family and searching for what she believes in missing within herself. To say she will have daddy issues will be an understatement. The disconnect between her mind and her body with grow to the point that she will rarely care what happens to her body and will often use it for less then noble gains. Though her strange draw to her brother will remain and she will often find herself near him without having consciously decided to find him. Something about the fact that he does not seem to feel yet has the ability to stir such strong emotions in others calling to her. As for her mother and other sibling she will tend to only visit them in times of clarity when she realizes how long it has been since she last saw them. Like her brother she truly believes in love, that her mother and father loved each other dearly and wants nothing more then to one day find that special someone. Though her emotional detachment makes it near impossible for anyone to get close to the ice queens heart she does try. She puts herself out there as much as she possibly can with how closed of she is but can never seem to feel the feelings that he mother describes.
To summarize she is a quiet girl, distant from everyone and disconnected from those around her even when in the same vicinity as them. Thought often turned to the future or outwards rather then focused on what is going on around her at that current point in time. Rarely speaks but should be listened to when she does. Even as she ages she will never be an overly vocal wolf, preferring to internalize and deal with her thoughts and problems on her own. The most emotion she will ever show will be around her brother (pup 2) and even that will be sparse. At times she will speak to herself when others are around but soft tones make it hard for those around her to catch her words unless they are paying close attention. She seems to drift around in a dream like state most of the time, on occasion soft smiles shared with family when she is more anchored. But even her smiles seem slightly cold and disconnected, more like she is going through the motions rather then truly feeling it. At about 2 years of age she was go in search for her father, attempting to find that piece that will make her 'whole' so she can finally find love. A romantic at heart but doesn't truly grasp the concept and will eventually use her body to get her way without truly feeling anything about it. Her belief and quest for love with eventually become a narrow minded, warped and twisted goal that will leave her searching anywhere for it. Potential to be a drug addict like her mother.
Roleplay Sample:
She was quiet as always, vocals as fresh and untested as the day she had been born. Her mother would later tell her that even upon her birth she had not whined or cried for milk like her siblings. They were already speaking, learning their native tongue while Silana simply listened and gazed longingly at them. It wasn't that she didn't want to speak but rather, she simply didn't care for it. Words were loud, messy and unorganized most of the time and she had no desire to partake in the motions. She they mother had continued to teach her siblings both English and French words Silana had sat from a distance and watched, head on her paws and attentive as always. Her mind seemed to work mostly in English, the few times other wolves had come to visit Luce had spoken English so he vocabulary was growing in that language where as French was large but not so much so. Her siblings seemed to prefer their mothers native tongue, she had noted that they would speak to their mother and each other in French mostly. Everyone had tried both French and English with her but large blue eyes would simply turn to them and stare. What was the point of words? There was nothing she needed or desired, nothing she cared to share or speak of with her siblings. Mother would hunt for them when their stomachs rumbled so there was no need to ask and she had no will to fight and play wrestle with her siblings when they did so no need to say she wanted to.
But tonight it was quiet, their mother had gathered them close to her soft belly to sleep after her siblings had played and tired themselves out. She had told them a story about her father that had left the young girl's mind churning rather then settling in an attempt to sleep. She rarely slept well with her siblings, finding the mixture of warmth and contact with them uncomfortable rather then comforting as it should have been to someone of her age. Ever since she had started walking she would slip over her mothers limbs or tail and venture out towards the entrance of the cave so she could sleep beneath the starlight for a few hours. She would always return after those hours, so far having not been caught and scolded by her mother thankfully. Not that it would stop her from continuing to slip off into the night for her much needed alone time. In the beginning she had not always waited for her siblings to be asleep but once they had seen her lay by the entrance they rarely even lifted their heads when she left. But as she did all night she lay easily with them, one ear flipped back to listen to the rhythm of her mothers breathing until it reached the pace she knew marked sleep. Only after she was sure her mother had been asleep for a while would she lift herself up, moving slowly and sliding out from anything that might be on top of her. She had gotten quite good at slipping around any limbs or tails that may have tangled about her in sleep. As with every night she paused once she was just beyond the sleeping group and looked back at them.
Gaze softened slightly and a sigh would slip for her lips, the most sound she had made since her birth, as she looked on her two siblings and mother as they lay together. It was the perfect picture of a family as far as she knew. She had never known her father, never known what she was missing but somewhere deep down she felt that there was in fact something missing. For a long moment the small pup would stare, tracing her mothers features with her eyes and memorizing it as it this might be the last time she would see that beautiful face. Eyes would transfer to her brother of black and white, a slight pull to lay back down beside him causing her to take a hesitant step towards him before she turned and moved towards the entrance to their cave. The roar of the waterfall drowned out any sound she might make but still small paws seemed to barely touch the floor. She moved along the wall, head down but blue eyes up. The stars were bright tonight, a flicker of something more dancing in the heavens but she didn't pay it any mind, it was probably nothing. The pup would lay close to the wall, just before the spray of the waterfall so she would not be wet when she returned to her mothers embrace. She could only see a bit of the sky but her breathing relaxed as she curled up in a slight ball and lay her cheek against her paw so she could turn her gaze to the sky.
The flicker continued to grow, spreading and beginning to dance. Starting green she watched in wonder as the sky came to life. Head would raise slowly as she stared up at it, part of her wanting to wake her mother and ask her what this magnificent thing was that was beginning to devour the sky. But as the inky green continued to spread it allowed the young girls imagination to take flight as well. What if that was where everyone gone went? All the sprits of those passed lived? Could it be heaven? Or maybe it was all the wishes that little girls made to the stars all gathered in one. Eyes stared, wide with amazement as she drank in the beauty unfolding before her. After a few moments a howl leapt up and in response, it seemed, the light began to dance, some pink spreading through it now. Her heart yearned to call to them to join that howl and call to the beauty that was dancing before her eyes. She wanted so badly to take up the call an d howl along with that stranger, to get the lights to dance for her. Her heart yearned for it yet she still allowed her head to settled back on her paws. This night only her dreams would take flight and dance with those lights. Breathing slowed and eyes began to close as she drifted off under the starlit sky, soft smile playing on her lips.
FINALLY DONE :D