TIME WILL KILL US AFTER ALL
11-05-2013, 08:11 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. |