Post by t.a.t.u. on Mar 2, 2013 21:41:38 GMT -6
{--name.--} :;
Sita
{--gender.--} :;
Fae
{--age.--} :;
4 Years (48 Moons)
{--rank.--}
fighter (former hunter)
{--fur.color.--} :;
black
{--markings.--} :;
none
{--eye.color.--} :;
Pale Blue
{--overall.appearance.--} :;
sita has a slim build, the ideal body for hunting. with a slim build comes speed, something sita prides herself in. she's a beautiful black fae with glossy black fur, although sometimes it can get a little dusted to where it looks more dark gray than black. her eyes are a ghostly pale blue, although they darken to a deep sky blue when angered. she's smaller than the average wolf, but she doesn't allow herself to be intimidated by those larger than herself.
{--personality.--} :;
sita's a normally calm wolf; it takes a lot to anger this fae. she has an alpha female quality about her, calm and collected when need be. she can be a little hot-headed and vicious from time to time, but that's when she believes there's no other way to settle a situation. most of the time she keeps to herself, although if something interest her she'll go after it. she isn't one to give up, but she knows when to quit and back down if things take a turn for the worst.
{--history.--} :;
sita's life was a normal one, born and raised in the nightfall pack. when she was a rookie, she was a very agile and speedy little thing. the alpha had chosen her to be a hunter and she'd succeeded well in this position, becoming one of the best in the pack. soon enough, she had herself a mate and was pregnant. she had her first litter during the winter months; they were all stillborn. she was heartbroken, but the alpha female reassured her that it was the cold winter that killed the pups; yet hers were the only ones that hadn't survived.
her last three litters were also born stillborn and, not able to deal with the heartbreak any longer, began shutting everyone out of her life. the alphas gave up on trying to speak with the she-wolf until the day she attacked her mate; she had so much anger pent up inside her and she'd needed something to unleash it on, her mate happening to be her target. the alphas broke up the fight before she killed the male and, surprised by her sudden surge of strength and anger, switched her position from hunter to fighter. she didn't object to this factor, knowing it was probably the best way to blow off her steam and grief over her stillborn litters. her mate died of his injuries that day and to this day she still carries the guilt, not only of his death but of the pups' deaths as well. she now takes out her anger and grief on fellow members of the pack from time to time with her sharp tongue.
{--likes.--} :;
-being alone
-blowing off steam
-brushing up on her skills
-hunting
-silence
{--dislikes.--} :;
-crowded areas
-excessive talkers
-loudness
-death
{--crush.--} :;
N/A {may develop}
{--mate.--} :;
N/A {may develop}
{--pups.--} :;
She's practically given up on having any.
4 litters : all stillborn
