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06-15-2014, 12:44 PM
Your Name:
Croatoan

Character Name:
Melasune Adravendi{-Mathias}

Gender:
Female

Appearance:
At the graceful height of 36 inches, Melasune may be the larger of her sibling or the smaller of the two. It is unsure to say for now, but either way, Melasune will carry her tail high up in the air, and her head will be raised high, as high as it will go. A blank expression will be on her face when she meets strangers, even if they are her own family. Her eyes seem narrowed and cold, and her mouth is a straight line, as if she were incapable of smiling or laughing. Her posture is straight, her front paws placed in front of her, and sitting with her back straight and her head raised high, her tail resting in the dirt behind him. If she is made angry, and if it is bad enough, the mask she wears around strangers will go away. One side of her ebony lips will twitch upwards in a snarl, and show her long fangs, fangs meant for slashing and killing. Melasune's claws are long and dark, curved, and ebony in color, with a small cream stripe.

The babe's base color is a dark gray, more ebony than anything, but she is a tri-colored girl. Her base color wraps around most of her like a cloak, and would make her invisible if not for the other markings on her. At night, or on a full moon, the color turns to a lighter gray, and makes her look a lot more unique than she really is. Around the large markings, the girl's base coat slowly fades into silver, starting at the scruff of her neck and stopping halfway down her tail. Past the silver, though, is the pure white of the markings on Maverick. The silver has faded into this color, that holds many tiny markings on her. The silver has dull splashes of white, but that isn't as important anymore. Large black spots cover parts of the girl's white fur, and some of the silver fur. It is only a few shades darker than her base color, and very important, considering her heritage. Around her legs are a mix of the three colors, splattered together in a mix of colors.

Melasune's eye color is the same on her right and left side, as both of her parents had the same color eyes. A light green, the color of Maia's eyes, mixed and flecked with Maverick's eye color. These colors blend in with her fur color, but not in the way you would expect. It makes her look all the more beautiful. She will grow up to be a beautiful wolf, even her appearance as a pup can show you that.


Personality:
Melasune will grow to be bold and charming, like her mother, and both her looks and her personality will get her some possible suitors. She has a ruthless side, using these wolves to do anything for her; she could find a way to make them murder each other for her. Although she can be ruthless, Melasune sometimes uses these wolves to protect her family, or all of them, if there is a wolf trying to attack them, or kill them. The girl will never care for Maverick's mate if she ever meets her, thinking that she is too perfect to be a real wolf. She has a few requirements for real wolves, such as the fact that real wolves are not afraid to get their paws dirty, to fight. A real wolf will kill to protect a family member of a pack member. She loves the stories that Maia tells about her grandmother, Secret, and wishes that she could meet her. If she had met Secret, she isn't entirely sure what she would do, except promise to avenge her death. Melasune will grow up to have a very short temper, and even brushing against her will make her snap and become very angry.

Melasune will have a very active imagination, although she will make up things that would be half real, such as wolves with horns and wings, and wolves that have the markings of something called tigers, or leopards, or cheetahs. She tells stories about wolves that are bright blue, bright pink, bright green, or wolves that have no eye colors at all, only black. She won't really know that some of these wolves exist in the unique world of Alacrita, or that some wolves would attack her if they had the choice. All she knows right know is that they make for fun games, and fun wolves to pretend you look like. She wants to find one of those tiger striped wolves, if such a thing even exists, and tame it. She will bring it home to her mother and "Aunty Viridiana", so they can be proud of her catch. Or, that's what she thinks she'll do, anyway.


RP Sample:
It was a pack meeting, and, guessing from her sibling's face, it was a really boring one. Melasune had tuned most of it out, until her great aunt, Viridiana, raised her voice. Something about another pack paying the price, and Melasune acted like she was listening. Once the wolves began to get up, Viridiana jumped down and walked over, walking easily to a strange wolf that looked a little like her. The two walked over, and Viridiana dipped her head in greeting. "I see this is your two children, Maia. You must be Melasune." Melasune dipped her head. "Yes, Queen Viridiana. I am Melasaune." The other wolf snorted, and Viridiana glared at her. "Hestia, haven't you gotten in enough trouble with your pack?" Melasune winced, and the other wolf, Hestia, sat down heavily. For the first time, Melasune noticed the pale pink scar on the older wolf's face, the right side. "I'm Hestia Sovari, but you already know that." Melasune smiled at the blank expression on the black and female wolf's face. "You didn't listen to anything she had to say, either, did you?" Melasune whispered, and Hestia smiled a little.

"Not a bit." Melasune closed her eyes and sighed softly, before Hestia nudged her. "Hey, you okay?" Melasune nodded, then pushed her sibling. Maia was getting up to leave. "I'm sorry, Hestia, but I have to leave." Hestia's smile faded, but she nodded. "We'll meet again." She said, and Melasune nodded.

It was a great way to possibly have a new friend. Melasune glanced at her sibling and sighed, nudging her sibling again, before shaking her head and grabbing the scruff, dragging the wolf away while muttering under her breath. Hestia trailed beside her, the black wolf's fur ruffled up. Suddenly, Maia called, and Melasune walked away with a nod at her new possible friend.