Post by Thunder on Apr 29, 2008 17:04:33 GMT -6
+I MOST CERTAINLY AM+
Character Name:
Duffy
Animal Species:
Wolf
[Breed is Arctic]
Gender:
Female
Appearance:
Her coat use to be a lovely pure white but from floating in a river for so long she now has a fainter white, it is still white, but quite faint, sort of misty white. Her eyes are a "gooshie gray" well, misty like gray. They hold no emotions at all, how could they? She is blind and all; she doesn't know what is going on around her, so it is hard for her to have emotions. She actualy has a pink nose and she isn't too big, she most likely won't get too big. She isn't strong in build or in her heart at all, so she isn't much of a fighter. She is sort of like a pup still, just a weakling that is trapped in the wrong body.
Personality:
Duffy is sort of a lost and confused soul. She doesn't talk at all as she is so scared of giving some one her heart and soul and then being left by them. She isn't emo as she can be spunky and all but she has no self-confidence and it happens that no one has stuck around to try to break through her shell yet. And because of that, she doesn't have anyone to speak for her, she would like to talk to others, but she cannot bring herself to do such, so she has no one to whisper to so they can say something to someone who is around; but alas, there is no one. It could take months, maybe even years for her to even have anyone gain that much trust from her though.
She is a mute, blind, and somewhat emotionless young female who has no purpose in the world but to stumble around bluntly. She feels a bit alone in the world as she has no one in the world who cares about her anymore. She is really no good at anything so that just lowers her confidence in her self. She has no friends, she has no enemies, and no one to love her or no one for her to love.
Rank:
Loner
Kingdom:
Dusk
Element:
Shadow
Other:
I decided to let you all on in her history, sorry about any cussing, but I have removed most of it -_^
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"Darn you! I hate you all!" She yelled as her mother dumped her in the nearest river and she was only a few months old, and she knew if she had siad that before she was dumped she would so be in trouble, but now she had the freedom to say anything she wanted. Her family didn't want her; she was always causing trouble, or so they thought and she was blind to top it all off. She thrashed around violently, bobbing up and down as she drifted down the river. Water went down her throat causing her to cough it up, it filled her ears when she went under, and it made her eyes burn; her misty gray eyes burned. Her throat itched like crazy and it burned as she swallowed germs, fish guts, and all that other junky stuff that was small. She thought she was dead, and she knew she probably was going to be; she was blind, mad, barely able to swim, and she didn't know where she was going.
It felt like days as she drifted on, her paws barely moving, and she had her small head leaned on her shoulder as she kept her eyes closed waiting for death to come along. All of a sudden, things just went darker than normal; she had bumped her head violently on a rock, so, even unconcious, she thought she was dead. But she awoke on a shore, she sat up then starting throwing up everything she had swallowed and a lot of water. After what seemed like hours of puking she stops. A dribble of water escaped her mouth and she coughed a couple of times; oh how bad it hurts to even to barely make a sound! "Ohhhh..." she groaned as she got up; she was so very sore right now, it felt like she hadn't walked for weeks and hadn't even moved. She was so very stiff!
She stumbled around blindly as she looking around. Oh god! How was she going to get around. The only way was to whimper and howl in pain and wait for someone to come and find her, but her throat hurt so very badly! Oh, but she couldn't stand anymore pain, she would just stumble around until she was found was all she could do at the moment or all she wanted to do at the moment. She stumbled around for what she knew was hours, not wanting to run into anyone who would harm her, and she was lucky, as she ran into a female wolf named Smoothie, she was eight years old, unable to have pups anymore, and she wished she and her mate had decided to have pups earlier before now as Smoothie knew if she had pups she would be killed; she was old, she had droopy eyes, she slumped when she walked, but she was still nice, Smoothie and her mate, Pirate, took her in. It was like the family she never had. She called them 'momma' and 'papa' like she use to do with her old family that she hated severely and her new family never asked her any questions that would make her uneasy, like why had she been stumbling along, they had just took her in, but she liked that.
Though, her life took a turn for the worst once she hit ten months old, Smoothie died of old age and Pirate just killed himself as he went crazy after Smoothie died; it was like he didn't remember he had Duffy there; he had a daughter, well, somewhat a daughter, but he still left her at a young age; she wept, and she still weeps as it didn't happen but two months ago. Since their deaths she hasn't spoke to anyone; she has the ability to speak but, she doesn't want to speak anymore, she spoke to Smoothie right when she met her, she gave them her heart and soul; and now she was just, alone, and she doesn't want that to happen ever again so she just doesn't speak. She just communicates with body language, if you can understand her again.
+THE ONE AND ONLY...+
-DUFFY-
Character Name:
Duffy
Animal Species:
Wolf
[Breed is Arctic]
Gender:
Female
Appearance:
Her coat use to be a lovely pure white but from floating in a river for so long she now has a fainter white, it is still white, but quite faint, sort of misty white. Her eyes are a "gooshie gray" well, misty like gray. They hold no emotions at all, how could they? She is blind and all; she doesn't know what is going on around her, so it is hard for her to have emotions. She actualy has a pink nose and she isn't too big, she most likely won't get too big. She isn't strong in build or in her heart at all, so she isn't much of a fighter. She is sort of like a pup still, just a weakling that is trapped in the wrong body.
Personality:
Duffy is sort of a lost and confused soul. She doesn't talk at all as she is so scared of giving some one her heart and soul and then being left by them. She isn't emo as she can be spunky and all but she has no self-confidence and it happens that no one has stuck around to try to break through her shell yet. And because of that, she doesn't have anyone to speak for her, she would like to talk to others, but she cannot bring herself to do such, so she has no one to whisper to so they can say something to someone who is around; but alas, there is no one. It could take months, maybe even years for her to even have anyone gain that much trust from her though.
She is a mute, blind, and somewhat emotionless young female who has no purpose in the world but to stumble around bluntly. She feels a bit alone in the world as she has no one in the world who cares about her anymore. She is really no good at anything so that just lowers her confidence in her self. She has no friends, she has no enemies, and no one to love her or no one for her to love.
Rank:
Loner
Kingdom:
Dusk
Element:
Shadow
Other:
I decided to let you all on in her history, sorry about any cussing, but I have removed most of it -_^
___________________
"Darn you! I hate you all!" She yelled as her mother dumped her in the nearest river and she was only a few months old, and she knew if she had siad that before she was dumped she would so be in trouble, but now she had the freedom to say anything she wanted. Her family didn't want her; she was always causing trouble, or so they thought and she was blind to top it all off. She thrashed around violently, bobbing up and down as she drifted down the river. Water went down her throat causing her to cough it up, it filled her ears when she went under, and it made her eyes burn; her misty gray eyes burned. Her throat itched like crazy and it burned as she swallowed germs, fish guts, and all that other junky stuff that was small. She thought she was dead, and she knew she probably was going to be; she was blind, mad, barely able to swim, and she didn't know where she was going.
It felt like days as she drifted on, her paws barely moving, and she had her small head leaned on her shoulder as she kept her eyes closed waiting for death to come along. All of a sudden, things just went darker than normal; she had bumped her head violently on a rock, so, even unconcious, she thought she was dead. But she awoke on a shore, she sat up then starting throwing up everything she had swallowed and a lot of water. After what seemed like hours of puking she stops. A dribble of water escaped her mouth and she coughed a couple of times; oh how bad it hurts to even to barely make a sound! "Ohhhh..." she groaned as she got up; she was so very sore right now, it felt like she hadn't walked for weeks and hadn't even moved. She was so very stiff!
She stumbled around blindly as she looking around. Oh god! How was she going to get around. The only way was to whimper and howl in pain and wait for someone to come and find her, but her throat hurt so very badly! Oh, but she couldn't stand anymore pain, she would just stumble around until she was found was all she could do at the moment or all she wanted to do at the moment. She stumbled around for what she knew was hours, not wanting to run into anyone who would harm her, and she was lucky, as she ran into a female wolf named Smoothie, she was eight years old, unable to have pups anymore, and she wished she and her mate had decided to have pups earlier before now as Smoothie knew if she had pups she would be killed; she was old, she had droopy eyes, she slumped when she walked, but she was still nice, Smoothie and her mate, Pirate, took her in. It was like the family she never had. She called them 'momma' and 'papa' like she use to do with her old family that she hated severely and her new family never asked her any questions that would make her uneasy, like why had she been stumbling along, they had just took her in, but she liked that.
Though, her life took a turn for the worst once she hit ten months old, Smoothie died of old age and Pirate just killed himself as he went crazy after Smoothie died; it was like he didn't remember he had Duffy there; he had a daughter, well, somewhat a daughter, but he still left her at a young age; she wept, and she still weeps as it didn't happen but two months ago. Since their deaths she hasn't spoke to anyone; she has the ability to speak but, she doesn't want to speak anymore, she spoke to Smoothie right when she met her, she gave them her heart and soul; and now she was just, alone, and she doesn't want that to happen ever again so she just doesn't speak. She just communicates with body language, if you can understand her again.
+THE ONE AND ONLY...+
-DUFFY-
