Chii-sai wrote:;;Name;;
Siorys
[sigh-or-is]
;;Reasoning Behind Name;;
Siorys is actually a boys name, and this character was originally going to be a boy, but after studying the design for a while, he began to turn into a she, and since I liked the name so well, I just kept it. Siorys actually has three different origins: Greek, English and Welsh. Although there is no meaning for it in Welsh, in both Greek and English, it means "Earth Worker".
;;Nickname;;
Siye
;;Possible Pet Name;;
Issy
;;Gender;;
Female
;;Age;;
Young Adult - One Year
(As of just being Adopted)
;;Rank;;
Beta
(Both of Siorys' parents were Omega's when she was born, so obviously, that's where she started. After quite a while of working, she became a Beta.)
;;Color on the Feather;;
Bright Red
(Although, unfortunately, the feather will contrast with her earthy colors, it might just bring a rich sense to the pallet.)
;;Personality;;
-Leader. Having become a Beta, this is an obvious trait she must have. She works well under pressure, and can sort problems out between other pack-member quite quickly. A flaw that comes with this characteristic, is that Siye can become a bit bossy- especially if others don't want to listen.
-Her Self Belief. Having grown up "sheltered", Siye, has, in a way, taught herself how to grow up, and so her self belief is very strong. She knows what she can do, no matter what others say, but doesn't get cocky about it.
-Loving. Siye is a very loving Amara- she cares for everyone in her pack. From the youngest Omega, to the mightiest Royal. Siye is a bit worried of finding her own mate, but very dearly wants to find him, and even have pups of her own one day.
-Responsible. This trait also "comes with the job", because obviously you can't have an irresponsible Beta to help lead your pack. Siye takes the tasks she's given, and sets out on accomplishing them immediately.
-Strategic. One thing Siorys is good at, if anything, is battle stratagies. She's not exactly sure where this characteristic came from, but she's glad she has it. Some call her stratagies crazy, and yes, some of them are. But amazingly enough, most of them actually manage to work out in the end, either by plan or not.
-Energetic. Siye is quite happy to have this trait- it keeps her awake even after a long night of patrolling. Not many can match Siye's energy. This characteristic definitely helps with her fighting and position.
-Curious. Siorys likes mysteries; if something happens, say a missing Amara, a lost item or even a problem, Siye likes to find the clues and link them together as best as she can. She doesn't give up easily if it's getting hard, and will usually pursue the problem until it's impossible to go any further.
;;Family?;;
Siorys was born to her mother and father with only one other sibling: a male, who unfortunately died a few hours later. Since her parents were so worried about loosing their only pup, they babied her, and kept her close. Because of this, Siorys didn't talk with her parents much. She didn't like having such a sheltered life, and told her parents that when she felt she couldn't take another day of them (she was a young teenager then, just ready to go off on her own). They were upset by the words their daughter told them, and thus rarely talked with her before they're deaths.
-Jaeger: Father. Was an older Amara- his fur was beginning to turn a bit white with age. Name means "heap of stones". Deceased- Died of old age.
-Pomona: Mother. Was quite a few years younger then her mate. Name means "fruit tree". Deceased- Died of grief for her mate.
-Orson: Brother. Name means "little bear". Deceased- Died a few hours after birth. (Same litter).
-Greetje: Older sister. Was part of the litter before Siorys and Orson- around 5 years prior. Name means "pearl". Likes Orson, she died a few hours after birth.
-Beryl: Older Sister. Was part of the litter before Siorys and Orson- around 5 years prior. Name means "green gemstones. Like Orson and the sister before her, she died a few hours after birth.
;;History;;
Honest to say, my coming into the earth was nothing special. I was just another pup out there, born to protect our family and gems from the Tueur's, who constantly threatened our existence. I had a brother- I can't remember much about him, other then the fact that he was a lighter yellow-green then myself. He had been born quite small and weak, destined to die only a few hours later. With their son gone, all attention was drawn to me. I grew up in a "plush" life, sheltered from the true, gruesome facts that lay just outside our cave. As sheltered and safe as I was, it was the last thing I wanted. All I needed was the fresh air- a day outside! A day to run around with other pups and make friends! A day where I wasn't covered from life, for who could actually live without seeing the true rises and downfalls of ones ever day life? By the time I had become a teenager, I had just about come to my wits end. So I told my parents what I wanted to do- I told them some day I'd become someone great, and not just another life ready to sacrifice themselves for the greater good. I didn't want to become them. I could tell my words had hurt them, but I didn't care. They didn't act like my parents. All they were, were guardians. Nothing more, nothing less. And so we just stopped talking to each other. In a few years they'd be able to have more, well-behaved pups who listened to their every word, but I wasn't one of them. And so I rose to the challenge I had so readily put before me and told my parents about. I worked my way up from my parents rank- Omega- to a well respected Beta. Of course, it didn't happen just over night. I had a lot of work to do. I trained, I learned how to fight, I became a leader. Unfortunately, both my parents passed away before they could see my rise to success. My father had died from old age- his dark gray fur had slowly been lightened as I grew older and more independent of my parents. It had only been a matter of time before he lost his life. And my mother? She died from grief. Sounds.. funny, if the word could be used for such a horrendous occasion. I'm sure she would still be alive if she had a willing daughter to help her through her grief, but I wasn't that daughter. My mother gave her life up because she lost the only thing that held her to the world. Besides; I'm sure both are much happier now that they can see their long lost son that they always wanted. And now... only time could tell what life had in store for me.
;;Short Stories;;
A Glimpse of the Past
"Two pups... they're going to be a lot of work. You know that, Pomona?"
"I think I know how to raise pups, Jaeger." Another voice shot back to the first.
"That's funny, but the last litter we had didn't make it the first night!" The first voice bit back loudly, causing my small suckling form to squirm.
"Don't you dare bring that up again! You know my taking care of them had nothing to do with their deaths! Greetje and Beryl died because of your bad blood!"
"My bad blood? If I remember correctly, this pup killing disease runs in your family!"
I could feel the body I was so closely bonded to shudder and let a little whimper out. For a while it was quiet before the first voice I heard spoke again.
"What I said was out of line. I-... I'm sorry. I know you lost many siblings to this disease- and who knows how many uncles, aunts, grandparents... It's amazing you're alive."
"I know... and it would be a miracle if our pups lived."
"We can hope right?"
"We can pray..."
"Have you decided on names?"
"I was waiting for you to help me."
"Well... we could name the girl Greetje or Beryl. It might be easier to remember-"
"God no. Never use those names again." The second voice interrupted the voice bitterly, a jolt going through the body before reaching me.
"Well, we could name the son Orson... after your father."
"And Siorys for our daughter."
"Siorys? My grandfathers name for a girl?" The first voice asked curiously after a minute of silence.
"I like it." The second voice fought back.
"Alright. I'm sure it will grow on me."
-A Few Hours Later-
I was awoken from my slumber- which I had fallen into after I drank my fill of milk -by my warm comfort leaving me side. I immediately began to search from my warmth, my food supply, with my nose and paws. I let out a curious yip, but still found nothing.
Since my body began to cool down, I snuggled up to my neighbor, who I had been with for months in a warmer, wetter world. I was shocked to find his body freezing- worse then my own. I began to yip in fear- something was wrong. Where were out protectors? Why was my neighbor cold? What if we were abandoned? What happens now?
"It's alright little one- I'm back. I just needed to leave for a moment. I've got to take care of myself, you know."
No! It's not alright! Something is wrong!
Her warm body appeared again, and I snuggled up to it, afraid of what was happening around me.
"Siorys, it's alright darling- I'm back. Orson, aren't you hungry yet? It's about time for you to eat.. Orson?"
The body shifted, sniffing the little body next to mine.
"No... no! Jeager! It's happened again..."
The body near me was soon removed, and I never felt him again.
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A Life Biting at the Chain
I had awoken early that morning- earlier then probably most of my pack. I could hear deep breathing and, every so often, someone shifting positions all throughout the dimly glowing cave. Most of the glowing was partly due to the gem in the very back of our cave, but some came from the cave entrance, a few yards forward. I could see the guard that stood at the mouth of the cave- he leaned warily against the stones, most likely "resting his eyes" from his long night on duty.
As slowly and quietly as I could, I lifted myself from the ground and went around my mother and father, who slept very close together. I picked my way through the rest of the crowd, stepping over paws and tails, young pups and adults.
Amazingly enough, I made it to the end of the cave without a single problem- every twitching paw was left untouched, every strand of fur exactly like it had been before I had awoken.
I knew I had a few minutes- thirty at the most -to look around outside. Truth be told, it would be my first time outside, and I could hardly contain my excitement.
With my head turned over my shoulder, watching for any suspicious movement, I ran toward the entrance of the tunnel. Only a few more feet to go!
"Oof-!" I ran into something quite hard, and practically had the wind knocked out of my in the process.
Falling backward on my rump, I looked up to see what- or who -I had run into.
With a gulp, I looked up at the guard who had been, only a few moments ago, sound asleep at the cave mouth.
His large amber eyes stared down at me for a moment, just studying me and my expression.
With a quick uneasy smile, I began to slip by him.
"Well, I think I'll be going now."
"Where do you think you're going, Siorys?"
I stopped for a moment, my eyes closed as I though of some lie.
"Oh you know.. I have to do to the backroom." I lied, turning around to look up at him. He was Kohaku. Only a few months older then me- about a year or so right about now. We were friends, you could say, but we didn't know each other- my mother and father never liked him. They called him "too reckless".
"You know I don't like it when you lie to me." I answered back, his eyes boring into mine.
"Haku, you know they still treat me like a baby when they shouldn't be- I'm going to be a year old in a few months!" I argued back, narrowing my eyes.
"Siye, I know they don't treat you fairly... but I can't just go against their rules. You have to go back inside." He said after a few moments.
I let my head hang for a moment before I picked my body up a sadly walked back into the cave.
As I walked past him, his long tail rubbed over my flank.
"Some day you'll be able to make your own decisions Siorys. You just have to wait."
(I didn't much describe Haku, other then the amber eyes... hope that's fine.)
;;Three things you know about Amaras;;
-Most common fur colors are gray, black and brown.
-Each Amara has wings that can be hidden in it's back.
-Healers have obtained the power to change the colors of the feather on an Amara's wrist.
;;Art;;
Not amazing, but oh well.
;;Other;;
Blelelelelelle! Thanks for looking my form over!
Congratulations Chii-sai! Siorys is now an official Amara ;3
Honorable mentions
- XxBunnyxX
- Aysan1
