Hróðvitnisson family
01-21-2014, 06:58 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-25-2014, 02:17 PM by Magnus 1.)
Name: N?tt Hr??vitnisd?ttir (Nordic Goddess of the Night) Gender: Female Age: 2.5 years born In Summer Litter: 5 Alignment: Lawful Evil Appearance: The woman gets her name from the silky black cloak that swathes her tall and lanky figure. Jet black, the colour of the sky on a harsh winters night. Nothing blemishes the Goddess' fur. She is pure. Unspoiled. Her fur thickens out around her hips and cheeks, making her appear to be curvier than she actually is. Bright bi-coloured optics give some colour to her regal face. One purple, a dark purple. And the other a dark blue, the colour of silhouettes when the sun is giving way to night. Both are flecked with a molten gold. They give a cold and harsh stare, her eyes reflect her personality, they are cold and cruel. Though for those she considers herself close to, they will be given warm looks, those unknown to her enemies. She is a tall creature, standing at 36 inches, and weighing in at 105 lbs. She is quite skinny, making her light for her height. Long slim legs make up most of her height. A long silky banner swishes behind her as she walks, giving her a grace that is not carried by others. Personality: The woman takes after her namesake. She is cold, bitter, harsh and unforgiving. Just like the night. Cruel words spew from her ebony lips. She has no care for feelings of others. She can break you with just a few words. A heart of stone lies within her chest. Holding no room for love. She considers a very small number to be her friends. Even to become her friend you must prove your worth. She hates the whole idea of romance and extravagance. She is a harlot and throws men away when she is done with them. She is not a psychopath. She is a sociopath. Lacking in remorse. She keeps a cool head most of the time. But has many violent outbursts. She struggles to maintain relationships with friends and family. She is dominant and will use force to see what she wants done done. The black damsel is charming and alluring, she uses it to her advantage. Not caring how many hearts she breaks. She is cunning and manipulative. She uses that to get what she wants. Paranoid and secretive, constantly thinking that someone if on her back. She thinks that she is a genius, she is incapable of guilt. A daring little devil, She likes to gamble, to play games. To flirt with death. The fae likes to conquer death, if she can conquer everyone else. Why not try to screw with death? RP Sample: The black daemon padded through the plains. Long tail swishing between long legs. She glanced around. Head whipping around to look beside her. The shadows were creeping around the forest. Wrapping in tendrils around the trees and branches. She sped up a little, they were following her. She growled. Why did they keep on following her? Go away! Leave me alone! a hiss escaped her ebony lips. She stopped. Snarling at the shadows. They stopped. She swatted at the air. Nothing happened. Stop it! You think you can hide from me!? I'll show you! She moved, belly lowering to the ground. As if she were hunting. But in her mind she was hunting. Hunting the devils that plagued her. She snarled and launched herself at nothing. She hit the ground. A twig cracked a few metres away in the thick undergrowth. Ears perked. oh, company. Come out come out wherever you are! sweet tones flowed from her lips. A white male stepped forwards. Her icy calm demeanour returned as the crazed beast faded. Her returning once again. The man spoke, cocking his head to the side, "What is one as fine as yourself doing out here?" She kept her face blank. That is no concern of yours. Smooth tones flowed from her mouth. Not a stutter made. The man just laughed. Oh, that is every concern of mine. He sauntered towards her. She sighed. Now you are simply wasting my time. I do not consort with mere low lives. So I hope Never to see you again. Goodbye. With a wink she left. All previous behaviour lost in an instant. Paws kissed the earth as she stalked away into the night. Plans?: amm... few one night stands, break a few hearts, reunite with some of her fams, have a few mental fits, make a friend, make a few enemies Speech, |