Found you through an online friends from Ruins of Wildwood named Jen.
Name: Shadowstorm
Age: 5 Years (APRIL 18, 2007)
Breed: East Timber Wolf
Desired Rank: Beta Female or high ranking?
Past History:
My Life According to me; Shadowstorm's life told from her view:
"My tale isn't heroic, or nice as your history I'm sure. But I'll tell you anyways since you're my friend. I was born to adestinct pair of Lone Wolves that to be honest. Hated other wolves. My brother Shade and I started training to survive in a place far from Relic Lore called Death Pine Forest. The first lesson my father taught us, even though I now, after seeing the strength of packs, was Packs are weak, bottomfeeding losers that couldn't take care of themselves, so they hung together and shared food. He specifically told us never to join a pack, or we would taint our blood line. MY brother tried to object as he was the more reasonable one, my father beat him. I tried to get him to stop, he beat me. My father was a cruel, mean steel wall. Whenever I did something wrong, he beat me as a punishment. My mother eventually stepped in, conquering her fear of my father. She was too beaten. It got worse. During my final 'test' , a hunting assignment before I was to go off an live my life. My mother and fahter were attacked by a group of two or three lone wolves. Out of fright, I ran for his life. I thought all my family to be dead. My grandparents gone. My father was an only child, same as my mum as far as I know, I thought my brother Shade was in dead. But truth is he joined a pack called Willow Ridge. Odd, after all these years, he went against my father's teachings. By the end of our lessons. He was set on the goal of never being in a pack ever. "
Personality: She is heavily Bi-Polar so her attitude and personality varies.
Description/Photo:
Shadowstorm has bright, dark, icy blue eyes, but that's not the first thing you'll notice about her. The first thing is her posture and the fact that she's jet black. Before you even see her eyes, she'll come on out with a rude sentence or two. You'll notice she's paranoid and she thinks your going to kill her. It's from her 'pup-hood' when some lone wolves attacked her family, taking advantage of kindness, killing her parents.
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RP Example:
Shadowstorm had found a sound hollow to sleep in. It was a darker night then usual. The night of the new moon and she was up adventuring against Nina's orders. She hated being trapped in one place for an extended amount of time. She'd grown up four years of her life wandering. Going wherever her heart took her. But now, it was time for sleep. This was a different sleep. There was no nice dream of her, with her mother and brother. The two she cared for. Her around a nice place in peace. No, it was a nightmare.
Shadowstorm was in her own personal hell. She was alone, trapped in a cave that had no exit. She was stuck with her dad. She was leader of a pack and stuck with her dad which made it worse. Her dad was her worst nightmare. He talked, was the only one capable of moving his jaws. The only one who could move. She stiffened with fright for a moment of two. Before she knew it, her entire body frozen. She had a sort of body lock. Her father lunged after a long speech on how much of disgrace she'd brought to the Slayer line. He'd given her the last name Coaten for further disgrace. Turns out her father was once known as Coaten. Born into a pack, found the name a disgrace and connected it with packs. He attacked her while her body was still locked in place. Attacking, and maiming her. Until she was barely alive. He spat on her and walked away proud now of his work. Going to find Shade. She still couldn't speak. Her head screaming thoughts to keep him away from Shade.
Shadowstorm awoke with a sudden fright. Just a nightmare. She told herself over and over. She wondered if it would ever get better.
Mon Aug 27, 2012 5:53 pm
