Post by Dragon on Oct 28, 2009 1:12:03 GMT -5
Name: Lightheart
Position: Healer
Clan: FirePack
Gender: Female
Age: 48 moons old
Description: The is small wolf with long lanky limbs, and a shy face. Her face seems to be peaceful, almost a bit nervous at all times. Her face is smudged with splotches of light orange, and little smears of black on her muzzle. Her eyes are nearly black, though in the light they reflect a dull brown. Lightheart's ears are thickly furred on the inside, very accustomed to a cold, snowy world. Her body is a range of different shades of gray and brown. Down her spine, there is a nearly black dorsal stripe, shaded down until its a pale gray. At the tips of this she-wolf's paws are smudged with tan and her claws are a pale pink, though they are usually a clear white. Her tail is slightly shorter then usual and the dorsal stripe follows to her tail tip. She has a softer, less muscles body then her Pack mates, her paws are dainty, and good for sorting herbs where the average large wolf paws would be difficult to work with. She always has a calm expression on her face.
Personality: Lightheart is one of the sweetest wolves you could encounter, and is always a good friend when it comes to difficult times. But even though her characteristics are warmhearted and sweet, her unbearable shyness cripples her to meeting new wolves and maybe even an amiable cat or two. All her friends, are usually out-going and loud to make up for her quiet nature. She treads lightly, and is often nervous in an empty forest where nothing is heard. Though, she is commonly kind to everyone, when the act of healing comes into play, suddenly, this silent wolf turns into a tyrant who takes no prisoners. Her wispy voice, becomes a booming howl. Anyone in camp can hear her when someone is being difficult when in need of attention. But as soon as the deed is done, she is returned to her docile self, barely even able to raise her voice.
History: As a pup, she shared a den with her mother CougarWolf, and her plethora of siblings, Saber, Wild, Darksoul, SnakeEyes, and Maple. SnakeEyes was older then the rest, blind, but bold and very cranky. The rest of her siblings tussled like normal pups, though she was easily pushed out of the games by her frail nature. She was never as strong as them. Lightheart preferred to huddle at her mother's paws, away from the rough housing. Soon she found herself drawn the Healer's den, and the pungent smell of herbs in the air. Sadly, the pack had had a weak year and their previous healer had died, as had many other pack members.
Guided by her past spirits, she began to learn the herbs by herself, but it was difficult goings. A wolf without a teacher is hardly anything, but after moons and moons of trying and trying, she finally began to master the art of healing. During this time, her mother and father, Firewolf, had begun to be hostile toward eachother. FireWolf, brutal, small, and ready to fight. She heard that he had changed, but through the trauma between her parents she gained had gained a nervous trait to where she glanced back at her shadow to make sure murder wasn't about. Now, she lives happily alone in her Healing cave, striving to do the best that she can.
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Position: Healer
Clan: FirePack
Gender: Female
Age: 48 moons old
Description: The is small wolf with long lanky limbs, and a shy face. Her face seems to be peaceful, almost a bit nervous at all times. Her face is smudged with splotches of light orange, and little smears of black on her muzzle. Her eyes are nearly black, though in the light they reflect a dull brown. Lightheart's ears are thickly furred on the inside, very accustomed to a cold, snowy world. Her body is a range of different shades of gray and brown. Down her spine, there is a nearly black dorsal stripe, shaded down until its a pale gray. At the tips of this she-wolf's paws are smudged with tan and her claws are a pale pink, though they are usually a clear white. Her tail is slightly shorter then usual and the dorsal stripe follows to her tail tip. She has a softer, less muscles body then her Pack mates, her paws are dainty, and good for sorting herbs where the average large wolf paws would be difficult to work with. She always has a calm expression on her face.
Personality: Lightheart is one of the sweetest wolves you could encounter, and is always a good friend when it comes to difficult times. But even though her characteristics are warmhearted and sweet, her unbearable shyness cripples her to meeting new wolves and maybe even an amiable cat or two. All her friends, are usually out-going and loud to make up for her quiet nature. She treads lightly, and is often nervous in an empty forest where nothing is heard. Though, she is commonly kind to everyone, when the act of healing comes into play, suddenly, this silent wolf turns into a tyrant who takes no prisoners. Her wispy voice, becomes a booming howl. Anyone in camp can hear her when someone is being difficult when in need of attention. But as soon as the deed is done, she is returned to her docile self, barely even able to raise her voice.
History: As a pup, she shared a den with her mother CougarWolf, and her plethora of siblings, Saber, Wild, Darksoul, SnakeEyes, and Maple. SnakeEyes was older then the rest, blind, but bold and very cranky. The rest of her siblings tussled like normal pups, though she was easily pushed out of the games by her frail nature. She was never as strong as them. Lightheart preferred to huddle at her mother's paws, away from the rough housing. Soon she found herself drawn the Healer's den, and the pungent smell of herbs in the air. Sadly, the pack had had a weak year and their previous healer had died, as had many other pack members.
Guided by her past spirits, she began to learn the herbs by herself, but it was difficult goings. A wolf without a teacher is hardly anything, but after moons and moons of trying and trying, she finally began to master the art of healing. During this time, her mother and father, Firewolf, had begun to be hostile toward eachother. FireWolf, brutal, small, and ready to fight. She heard that he had changed, but through the trauma between her parents she gained had gained a nervous trait to where she glanced back at her shadow to make sure murder wasn't about. Now, she lives happily alone in her Healing cave, striving to do the best that she can.
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