|| Leylak, Mother of Healing ||
.| Bascis |.
Name-
{ Leylak, Mother of Healing }
Nick Name-
{ Leylak, That is all }
Age-
{ 3 years 2 months }
Gender-
{ Fae | Female }
.| Love |.
Crush-
{ Waiting for a certain male to spark her interests. }
Secret Crush-
{ Has not had the time to actually form a friendship let alone a love interest in anyone yet }
Mate-
{ When she finds it hard to live with out someone, then that someone might just be "the one" }
.| Family |.
Pups-
{ She has been a bit traumatized about ever having them because of her mother, but maybe one day it will change. }
Siblings-
{First born, Last born... }
Parents-
{ Kinahuro --> Mother --> xX Deceased Xx
Fuji --> Father --> xX Deceased Xx }
.| Digging Depper |.
History-
{ It was one crisp Autumn morning that changed the atmosphere of an entire pack. In a den surrounded by shriveled up leaves, painted of browns, reds, and yellows; a female wolf of pure white fur went through a life changing decision. The female wolf, known as Kinahuro or Kina for short, was pregnant for about a whole season now, carrying the pups or even just pup of Fuji. She woke from a startling pain in her stomach area. It was the time of birthing for her pups. The young female was in labor for over a half hour, nothing happened. It was when a single female pup was born into the world. The single beating heart pumping at a normal rate, she was as healthy as ever. Unlike her mother. Kina went into a coma that lasted 4 months before she slipped away from the Earth. Her beating heart stopping in mid-beat and releasing her kind soul from it's body. Leylak had to live her whole life under her fathers guidance and lessons. He taught her keenly on medicine and healing, as he was the pack's lead healer. She took this as her future profession and became the packs next lead healer when her dad passed away when she was a year old. He died from serving in a patrol pack that went out on a cold fall morning.After she was left to raise herself alone, Leylak finished learning all there was of healing, including her packs sacred medicine secrets, and planned for leaving when spring rolled around. As she waited, her alpha told her stories and taught her some hunting tips, but told her of important lessons of life. He told her to "never be afraid of your own death, be more worried of your friends and pack members. They mattered more to you then the heart that beat to keep you living." "A pack is the blood vessel of a wolf" as he told her, "it's the wolves within it you pay respect to equally, no matter what silly rank they held, all the wolves in there are part of history in a pack and a fragile and important piece to create a future for the pack" He rambled on with more life lessons, that she evolved her personality around. And with that, Leylak payed her valiant respects to all her old friends and pack members, before releasing her pact to her birth pack and going off in search for another pack. One she could hold in her care like a mother, and protect it to the last beat of her heart. }
Personality-
{ Leylak is a soft and kind hearted wolf, polite and sincere, noble and protective. She is rather tough and knows how to stand up for herself. She usually doesn't depend heavily on others because she thinks of it as being a burden. She can be more serious at times but when things are calm, she is usually calm as well, and rather playful and talkative at times
Protecting the soft heart
Leylak , being as soft and sweet as she is, can have her moments of being harsh. She stands for what she believes in, and protects all that she holds dear, most importantly the ones in the pack she resides in. The young fae is not keen on fighting but uses fighting skills when they really need to be used. Even then, her fighting skills are not up to par as most fighters obviously. She was built for healing and hunting alone.
The soft heart
It's in Leylak's nature to be kind to others, to treat them to the up-most respect no matter the rank they hold. For Leylak, ranks where a burden, always telling you who respected you and who was to obey you or kick you down. Leylak gets by ranks, and looks for the best in others, as she hopes they do to her. The young intelligent female has a special talent for healing, so it isn't a surprise if she goes into thorough detail of herbs when asked about them. She is intelligent and usually creates a conversation spiced with similes, metaphors and descriptive words. It's a problem with her to not place such large vocabulary in what comes out of her mouth, she finds it a habit that can't be broken. Leylak is more then just an arctic wolf, she had a story, and history that explains for who she is, the interesting character that is never judging or big on ranks or flirting. She is just as loving as a mother, a true female that finds every wolf beautiful as long as they are themselves. Leylak isn't one for talking at first, she is rather shy, but opens quickly. She also stays to a rather neat schedule for healing, but always makes time to talk, keep secrets and listen to what others have to say. Not to mention she has a place in her life for playing or relaxing with everyone that would enjoy to as well. }
Rank Wanted-
{ Lead Healer }
Rank Given-
{ ~ }
Anything Else-
{ { Ғɛαяƨ } --Giving birth (and dying...)
-Having to lose someone close to her (even just a face or name she knew)
-Messing up
-humans and their traps
-falling in love, and having something go wrong (cheating, leaving, abuse, death of said lover)
{ Ƭαℓɛитƨ } - Healing is her one god given talent that she was born and raised with, she has secrets handed down from lead healers in her birth pack that they only knew of.
{ Ғʋя Ɖɛƨcяιρтισи } -Fur of white foaming seas, purest of white. markings are but only the black that hides within her chest fur. soft like down fur of a shedding pup growing into adolescence, but rolling like tides in the slightest of wind.
{ Єʏɛ Ɖɛƨcяιρтισи } - eyes, the colors of watered down lavender, a light innocent purple, trimmed with a darker purple. Flickers of blue are hidden like little puddles in her eyes, seen only in certain lighting, rare but fascinating.
{ βʋιℓ∂ Ɖɛƨcяιρтισи } - No matter how close or how far, the sharpest of eyes can see the muscles that stand out in her thin legs. Supportive of her lightly muscled body, her legs are the central of her power, used primarily for hunting, and herb seeking. Her shoulders are large and powerful, matching the strength and build of her thighs and back paws. The young fae might not be built for fighting as heavily as others, but she has the strength in her legs to carry her across mountains and through the toughest of weather, which in turn can aid in fighting to a certain degree.}
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|| Tabestan ||
.| Bascis |.
Name-
{ Tabestan | Meaning "summer" }
Nick Name-
{ Tabestan | Tab }
Age-
{ 4 years exact }
Gender-
{ Male | Brute }
.| Love |.
Crush-
{ When he knows a female well enough, then he will see if she is what he is looking for. }
Secret Crush-
{ no, not quite yet }
Mate-
{ True love will come only when he loves a female enough to want to be with her forever. }
.| Family |.
Pups-
{ If future mate wants them, then he wouldn't mind the adorable things. }
Siblings-
{ ~Paku --> Eldest Brother --> xX Deceased Xx
~Amina --> Youngest Sister --> .: Entrusted into a New Family :. }
Parents-
{ Haiku --> Mother --> xX Deceased Xx
Everest --> Father --> xX Deceased Xx }
.| Digging Depper |.
History-
{ Being born into a pack of strength, it was no surprise his birth pack created alot of enemies from rival packs that are near their own. Everyday wolves left and fought their fullest, returning or not was the trouble. Tabestan was heavily trained at the age of 6 months, and as he was waking from a heavy slumber, the scent of burning wood stung his nostrils. A wild fire had broke out in the forest, caused most likely by the scorching heat that was getting worse by the hour. As trees turned to black and fell onto each other in heaps of burning bark, Tabestan stayed low to the ground and back away from the growing flames that rushed into the packs main grounds. His parents were supposed to be out hunting that early morning, what became of them was an unbelievable horror scene. Every one he knew and loved was lost except for the other pups and mothers that were lucky to escape as well. Even as a generous nursing mother offered him food and shelter, Tabestan openly refused, knowing he didn't want to be an extra mouth to feed when they had enough. As Tabestan stepped forward into greener fields and forests, he prayed for the safety of the burning forest behind him. Hoping the flames would die and new life would spring out from the black ashen.The young brute finished training in the arts if hunting and most importantly fighting. Taking this tragic moment in time as his goal to stop in the future. Tabestan wanted to set his heart on knew grounds and meet new wolves in a pack, a pack he would take and prevent from harm of mother natures tragedies, rival packs, and all other threats in the world. He vowed it to the next alpha he were to come across. Tabestan knew were his future lied, it was somewhere ahead of him, just waiting for him to take it on with full force. }
Personality-
{ strong, mighty, respectful, and humble. Tabestan is a noble and selfless wolf. Being an excellent fighter, Tabestan is a nimble on his feet and protective of every wolf in his pack. Tabestan usually likes to talk and let his feelings and emotions be heard, so he is not one to be a liar or be secretive.
Protecting the Soft Heart
The strength of Tabestan is usually locked away, only unsealed for war and war only. He is highly protective to those who are his friends or pack members. No matter the rank, status, or looks, he takes them as if they were his own life and protects them to the last breath. The only time when war is not going on, and he uses his strength and anger is if there is a disturbance going on with an arrogant or ignorant wolf, those he can not stand. Other then that, he is usually a big ole' teddy bear around camp.
The Soft Heart
Tabestan is humble a humble and truthful wolf, secrets are a burden to him unless honestly needing to be unheard. He can break out in rage if he has something to hide, it bugs him to the point of needing to be heard. But the brute is respectful and usually keeps his cool by hunting. Being the loving and caring wolf Tabestan is, he has a place in his heart for everyone at any time they need him. Tabestan is friendly, and has an easy time trying to make friends unless the other wolf is difficult in making friendships with others.He looks through their beauty and rank, and notices the best in them all. Being so kind hearted that it could cost him alot if the wolf is sly and double crossing. Tabestan finds life better when he talking of emotions and feelings openly to someone he trusts, as long as they share as well. He is a person of trust, loyalty, and respect. He listens to his alpha when instructed to do something, and always enjoys lending a helping paw to others. This brute is more then just bronze, he is more feminine if you would say, especially when it comes to females themselves. His mood CAN change quickly if sparked by war though. }
Rank Wanted-
{ Fighter is fine, ranks are very much useless to him anyway. (through his eyes.) }
Rank Given-
{ ~ }
Anything Else-
{ { Ғɛαяƨ } -holding secrets and lies are what frighten him most, everyone has them, but sometimes they need to be heard, or entrusted to be heard by a close friend. lies can cause drama, chaos, possibly even death.
{ Ƭαℓɛитƨ } - The ambition to kill enemies is all he has grown off of thanks to his history.
{ Ғʋя Ɖɛƨcяιρтισи } - A soft light brown marks the most common color found in the clash of several colors in his fur. His many colors being lighter browns mixing with darker browns, White coating itself on a few parts of his fur, light as snow as it rests on the very tips of his bristled furs.Variations of brown swirl and come together in a clash of soft fur, hints of whites and greys are found, often like light snow coating his fur
{ Єʏɛ Ɖɛƨcяιρтισи } - A deep orange marks the signature look of this brute, his eyes matching the theme of autumn to his fur color. A trim of a darker tint of orange, giving a more 3D effect to his eyes. His eyes warmed to a crisp autumn orange, strong and seemingly glowing as they stand out.
{ βʋιℓ∂ Ɖɛƨcяιρтισи } - Single colored legs, his muscles showing through the cream tan fur that hugs close to his skin. Broad shoulders and a large size creates an ominous large figure. A heavy build makes him look bulky, his fluffed fur adding to the more armored look. Strong powerful jaws mark the sign of an elite fighter, tough with horrifying sharp teeth. He is built like a tank, a machine build for war. But his personality is only half described by his looks and brute strength }
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