F L A S H P O I N T
04-23-2018, 09:58 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-27-2018, 10:19 PM by Vivienne.)
Name: Sorcha
Archetype: The Theif
Appearance: A swiftly scarred woman, the one who seeks fights that claim a scar along her body only to be a reward. A tawny woman; One coated with so many colors, in-detailed in blood orange, and bright orange things that claimed her. Colors of a tan-ish brown, white and shades in between. White cheeks that are the only color, to burst at her pelt with barley a need of fading. A color of hope, a color of sorrow. Her faint intertwined into colors, and looks. Scars that shred over her dull, shaped face.
Her kind yet secretive personality isn't as complexed as her pelt, her colors are bland and undeniable. Colors that are so delightful, and with these she comes alive. To mark the knights an lovers, the ones that might just vanish with the sight of her scars. Compared to her siblings, her coat is puzzle. A very tawny pelt, as it is a mix of dull and vibrant colors.
Her thick fur that plasters to her tall form, standing at 36". Small but taller than most wolves she had, seen. She slide over the ground, soft and frail for the eyes. But strong and a fight when, in need to fight. The white brows that crease every time, she stakes silently after her prey.
Effortless and beautiful, frail and strong. The perfect mix for a thief silent, yet when she wants can be heard. Her usual soft and warm voice, that brings with her mostly shy personality. A very wild woman, yet a soft and shy one to. She never brought herself to stay, one she was both. She held her crown high when in unsure, and lowered her crown when she was lose. She was a mix of her colors a frail woman, yet a strong as she was. But no one could ever hear her coming, before they felt the pain strick themself.
These colors bring her coat alive.
Personality: A child of water, a child that is waiting to sneak up on you, yet is as calm and silent as the rippling waves on a calm day. The silent stalker waiting to pounce up on you, waiting to summon great pain upon some. Yet can be as kind and gentle as a flower, a slight mute she was. Most commonly known to speak to her siblings, not one to take kindly to strangers. Some times as shy as a butterfly, yet sometimes a spark making up a forest fire.
She is the joker and prankster of the group, the thrash panda as they say. The masked bandit, the hidden shadow. The stalker the thief, the one whom makes them remember to laugh to feel happiness.
She always was one to look up at her brother, the warrior she felt closely connected to him. She slightly hoped to be able to one day, protect them all. Or have that strong willed voice like her brothers.
Her heart was held within her youngest brother, the weakling. Yet she would never stand for anyone to speak of her, brother like that. Cause she knew he was to have the most feelings, yet he never showed it. Because of these she felt she had to protect him, because he was fragile in so many way.
She held her health and passion, with her eldest she trusted him. She looked up to him in way, but was only to give him signs of smiles and happiness to him when he was in need. She herself was to worried about her other siblings, be her eldest aline had enough determination to be equally spread between them all and a little extra. She was always not far from her voice the warrior, never a few feet from her heart.
But sometimes she mingled away from her passion and health, and gave herself to who needed her most. Though not many words came from her, her eyes showed all her feelings. And that was all she had to do, waz be there for them and she was. She hoped she always, would be.
Sample:
(These is before she got her scars)
The woman stalked after her sibling with a frown, it had been so boring and silent lately she need to do something about it. Something daring and, dashing unthinkable. Something no one would think of no one would notice until it happened, she stalked lowly a chuckle slashing at her meek throat yet held in so no one would think about it. She took a dash for what seemed to be a mile, yet she was there quicker than a jack rabbit. Her front right forelimb, slash softly at the tall grass as she lowered her cranial. She then took a mouthful of the grasses, moving her tongue as far back in her maw as she could she almosted gaged at the sour taste of the plant.
She then began to use her teeth to braid the strands of grass, together and then lowered her cranial once more rasing her paw to brush the grass as she found a easier way to braid the grass. Soon a small yet flat square had became of what she wanted. "Hah!" She barked, before grabbing a maw full of flowers. She dared not breath in pollen tickled at her nose any way, she kept breathing deeply though her maw.
She then rubbed the pollen on the square, pollen soaked into the dew that would soon dry onto the grass. She looked around finding the perfect stick, she then took it in her maw scrapping away at the bark as fast as she could. She then stabbed the stick into the square, and grabbing it she then followed the scent of her siblings.
When she found them she looked softly around, before glaring at her brother the warrior. She stalked every so softly to them before she then unfolded the square, pollen that hadn't soaked in to the plant was then mixed with the grassed she then, threw the plants atop her brother.
Her sbrother let out a yelp of shock before breaking off into a sneezing fit, the others awoke all beginning to laugh. Her brother stuttered out words in between sneezes, "s-s-stop, i-its no f-f-f-fai-fair!" he wheezed, soon the pollen faded and his nose was left quivering yet did the others stop laughing no. Soon enough the warrior to was laughing.
She smiled she had done her work, and succeeded. But soon would that all become a low down lie, a truth had been settled but a lie had arisen.
-Next day- (Day she gets her scars)
She plodded slowly after her family, her elagent auds curving and flickering atop her cranial. Her snout lowered as she stalked after her youngest brothers tail, before she began to nip playfully at her brothers tail. He gave out a playful growl, lashing his tail at his sisters nose.
She stumbled backwards, her eyes widened before she gave a chuckle. She launched herself at him, being very careful but with lightning speed she delivered a lick to the side of his face. "Brother." she snorted, as she leaped off of him. Paws turning and trampling over the grass, as they caught up to the others.
Graceful hips swayed, by her brothers rough outlines of jagged hips. Swaying in a slow yet speedful pace, a trot. Her crown turned to the right with a small, nip at his ear. She giggled as her brother delivered a soft playful, nip at her chin. She then looked softly at his mix matched eyes, she gave a soft smile. She sat down as they came to a stop, at there camp. "So what are we doing guys?" she barked her older brother, a smile sure came her.
Her brothers turned and gave a nod, "We will be going hunting, you and him will be staying." the healer barked, the warrior close behind as they plodded out to the forest. "Well brother, you wanna do a little something for them. They have been doing quite a lot for, us if you think about it." she asked, her brother gave a small nod.
"Ok, so you can sort eldest brothers herbs. Ill make the beds better, and clean up around here." her brother gave another nod, and trended off. She walked off to grab some moss, she planted her nose on it making sure it was all dry. She put it into a small piece of deer skin, they had laying around. So she could hold more than, she could with only her maw.
She sauntered to her eldest brothers, bed and began to switch out the moss. She looked around and found some feathers, she threaded them into his nest and made it softer. As she finally finished she was quite proud, but before she could finish a loud yelp and a sharp voice broke the silence. "SISTER HELP!!" was what she heard, yet all she needed was the word 'sister' and she was off.
"I'M COMING!!" she shouted her paws going faster than, she ever thought she could yet she was paying no attention to her flying paws. But only to the sharp breaths that left her maw, and the sounds of low growling and whining speeding though her mind, as she caught sight of the grizzly bear and her small to small brother. She then launched herself as far as she could, a loud growl coming from her as she landed in front of the bear.
Her voice became soft as her adrineline melted away, "help" a soft voice called, it was her own. She then heard painful whimpers coming from her brother, she glaced fastly at him. One ear had been ripped off and wounds had sprouted over her brother handsome face, she then felt rumbling grow inside her chest. She turned to the bear her eyes narrowed as she spread her legs evenly apart, knees bent. Her chin tucked as her ears churned tightly to her crown, her lips and maw crunched up into a ugly snarl.
Her tail fanned out behind her and her, cranial and tail aligned with her vertebrae. Her snarl grew till her gums were fully in sight, and her teeth were glinting evilly at the bear. As the bear took and swat at her, she bite down as hard as her maw could on the bears flabby ankle. Soon the bear was shaking it leg, till the light woman was slugged against a tree. A yelped abrupted the silence, as she felt the bark scrap her back.
Nothing to dangerous or serious had happened but there was pain, pain that then turned into more rage. She got up and ran at the bear she launched herself onto the back of the bear. She bite down again, and again on its back. Tearing out maw fulls of brownish black fur, as the bear than reared. She bite down onto the fatty scruff of the bear as she was sliding down the bears back, the bear lowered its self and a roar escaped its giant maw. She drove her fangs deeper into the bears scruff, before a sharp pain hit her side the bear had grabbed her by her right side. She became air born, she received a hit to a rock before the bear came at her.
The bear clawed her face she shook, her head freeing herself from the soon to set in daze. She launched herself at the bears neck, biting down as hard as she could whizzing breaths came from the shocked bear. Soon she had it in a spot were it couldn't fight, nor move. It was loosing to much blood, it filled her maw as she breathed in though her nose soon the bear let out a soft shallow breath before it collapsed to it own right. She dropped the bears neck, as she to fell down.
-Another day later-
She awoke to sobs of her brother, and low growls coming from her elder brother the one she looked up to. "Why did you just sit there! She could be dieing, she is dying and you did nothing!" his voice was sharp and could melt, any ice. "i-i am so sorry" she heard her little brother speak, she lifted her cranial. "Its no time to cry...And no time to blame others.." she spoke softly, her gaze flickering to her brother. Everything was bleary, but she could see were they had all been crying.
"You're alive!" shouted them all, as they licked her. She was alive, and so was her brother. These was she needed, before she began to drift to sleep, she needed to rest after that tiring fight.
Notes: Big whip i have so many ideas, gosh! ❤
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