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[Aniu Duthane]

Fallen angels at my feet Whispered voices in my ear Hope this is all acceptable. Death before my eyes Lying next to me I fear Character Status Name: Aniu Duthane Nickname: Aniu Gender: Female Age: Three and a half winters have withered in her pride. How did you get a hold of this site? Browsing from site to site looking at all the sites advertised. This one caught my interest right away. Physical Type Fur: Though as a pup her pelt was a dark misty grey that matched the mist that hung densly over the vast prairie, it lightened immensly to a lighter grey with golden hues blended in. Her coat may be considered thin to most others but the protection it gives against the cold is astounding. The fur that trails down her paws can be described as abalaster, for no trace of neither black nor grey can be found. The pelt that covers her back is a well blended mixture of greys, blacks, and golden hues. The thin fur covering her maw is also ivon in color, trailing down her chest and along her belly. Body: Though you can see the muscles rippling beneath her pelt she still retains her feminine build, a long sleek bodice, the look of a female. Though her paws may seem to be dainty they can turn into a deadly deliverer of pain in battle. A quick swipe in a well placed assault could end the life of any wolf, or any other creature for that matter. Eyes: Optics of a golden amber though her left orb has a slight abnormality, around the black pupil is a light crystal blue. Most find this strange to see in a varg though her mother told her it made her unique in a way none would understand. Blood: Knowledge Seeker Elements: Ice Powers: Even in some of the hottest of days Aniu's breath mists as it emits from her maw. As a result many enjoy her company, enjoying the cooling effect that she gives off. Once winter lays it's effects to the ground Aniu thrives. With her ability to control both water and ice alike, she is able to use this ice as a formidable weapon, those with bad intentions beware. Full Description: Though as a pup her pelt was a darkened grey that matched the mist that hung densly over the vast prairie it lightened immensly to a golden amber grey. Her coat may be considered thin to most others but the protection it gives against the cold is astounding. The fur that trails down her paws can be described as abalaster, for no trace of neither black nor grey can be found. The pelt that covers her back is a well blended mixture of greys, blacks, and golden hues. The thin fur covering her maw is also ivon in color, trailing down her chest and along her belly. Optics of a golden amber though her left orb has a slight abnormality, around the black pupil is a light crystal blue. Most find this strange to see in a varg though her mother told her it made her unique in a way none would understand. Her months of running and lack of food has built her overall fitness level to a high level. Though you can see the muscles rippling beneath her pelt she still retains her feminine build, a long sleek bodice, the look of a female. Though her paws may seem to be dainty they can turn into a deadly deliverer of pain in battle. A quick swipe in a well placed assault could end the life of any wolf, or any creature for that matter. By perfecting her gait she can run silently, no matter how hard you strain your ears to hear the familiar sound of her foot fall. Her vocals speak in a soothing tone, a voice that is often used to aid in the comfort of another. But be warned that soothing tone can turn in a viscous threat when threatened by another varg. She walks neither proud nor submissive, its just normal. Though she changes her posture to fit her surroundings whether she need to lower herself to show respect to a superior or she raises her tassle and chest to be in a position of dominance over the omega. Whatever you want to call it, basically she adapts to her environment. As for her physique, Aniu could be easily defined as catlike. Her body is lean and lithe, though some would call her underweight. When her body stretches out at a full run, her body looks almost skeletal, though when at a standstill, she seemes perfectly formed. Her legs are long and her joints are like the roots of trees. Small and feminin, but sturdy and strong. Her back has a graceful curve to it, as does her belly. Personality Type Full Description: This fae has an understanding of the world around her, also holding an inner eye for beauty she can bring out the inner secrets in nearly all things she sees. If put in a higher position she can hold her own, keeping her dominant stature if threatened by another. Words that exceed her maw usually talk of the truth of the matter at hand. She may seem overly serious but her unique sense of humor shows itself when necessary. She prefers not to see herself as a beautiful wolfess who wanders the earth with no meaning in her life. Instead she sees herself as a bringer of peace, mostly seeing the light where ever the darkness lurks. She does not think that she is little miss perfect but holds the sense that all vargs are equal to eachother. She enjoys the company of both male and female and holds that one soft spot for pups. Despite this sweet and innocent exterior she can turn deadly with the flick of an aud. Though she prefers not to reveal this side of her except perhaps in the midst of a fight. Aniu is a fae of many sides. To the observer's eye, she is a mainly placid fae, a delicate thing that is like a flower that wilts when the sun goes behind a cloud. Her eyes are clear and beautiful, and can be perceived as happy, when really a hurt resides in them stronger than any other emotion. Upon a first meeting, Aniu is quickly noted to be the strong silent type, preferring to speak through body language than words. Even after meeting someone, she is quite silent; she thinks to herself a lot, comparing her past to the present, and likewise to the future. In so, she is an intelligent femora, and does not let much pass her by. She is quick to pick up on the actions of others, and so, is able to anticipate. But when you truely delve into her character, you can see a truley troublesome fae. Her looks can be greatly deceiving, having a horrible past makes the fae very bitter and cynical, resentful beyond compare when her past is brought up. From a placid female to writhing vipor, the fae is one of many colors. She quickly gets a dark perception of others, and is quite a critical thinker. The worst thing is if you even happen to breaking through her patience, she’ll be quick on her feet to spring and force you back in line without a speck of grief, pity, or mourn. Strangers will never get a peek to the best of her. But she makes a point of not being rude in her actions. But do not mess with this seemilngly slender femora, beneath her ruffled fur is a well muscled femme capable of giving any male a decent battle. Careful not to cross ties with this femora, if your intentions be inpure. History: What subtle actions bring to us the illusion of courage, they compel us to believe that whatever is being said or done, is simple bravery, gallantry, anything which requires a strong will and nerves of steel. But for what we do not realise is that this courage is but a mirage in the dessert of our lives. Just a simple chimera, which hinders our very perception to make us believe what we have seen is part of the greater good. What I mean is, we all relate these words, bravery and courage to good things. Yet flaws such as envy or hate are often part of evil things. But what really does define this daring lurks somewhere within us all. Many of the wolven breed, when the name Aniu is whispered, think of an devil of sorts. They believe that she is either a wandering loner looking for a pack or a spirit that is trying to fix past mistakes. Rynn's warmth was calming as her heartbeat lulled her to sleep. Her and her 4 siblings had their first practice hunt and were exhausted. Dante padded over to the cave entrance one last time to stand guard. All of a sudden everything was different. The shrill bay of hounds echoed through the forest as Rynn scrambled to gather the pups. Dante was alert and ordered Rynn to take two pups and run to saftey. That was the last time Aniu saw her mother, and to this day she still cannot find them. Aniu was pushed to the back of the cave as Dante figured out what to do. Finally he grabbed the pups and headed outside....too late. The hounds had caught thier scent and Dante sprinted past a hound to get away. Another dog cut him off and yet another ramed into him as he darted sideways. Out of breath Dante ordered the young pups to run. Kashera fell back not able to keep up. Aniu rushed back to her urging her to speed up. In the distance the was a sharp "BANG!". Aniu sped up and nipped Kashera to move faster. Being young the pups they couldn't outrun the swift pillars of the hounds. The duo had barely made it past the big oak tree when the hounds were onto them. Kashera fell back again and Aniu looked back to see a vortex of dust as the hounds caught up to her...she ran faster now and could hear the strong beat of a hound's paws striking the ground with each malice step running after her. To her left a small hole at the base of a tree came in as a clear picture to her optics. Everything went black as she was knocked out by the shere impact of her crania to the tough roots of the oak. She woke sometime later to an angry chipmunk chipering for her to get out of its home. Wearily she got up and finally saw the gleaming light of day before her. She winced as her optics adapted to the sudden light intensity. In her first few days she struggled to even walk a few miles before her hunger hurt took its toll causing fatigue. She caught small animals and learned how to putwit small prey such as rabbits. She grew very fit as she traveled and could easily run a few miles before any sign of tiring appeared. Humans were her worst fear and as she got farther away from her father's terrirtory she saw many more humans, thus learning to stay in the shadows and hunt at night. Rival packs prowling the borders of their territory would threaten her and dive her away with ther jowls snapping at her heels. Coming upon her first year she ran into a trap and knawed at the metal jaws until it rusted and gave way. That had tremendously slowed her down so she was in hiding until her paw healed. Winter brought a hard time with rare meals. It was then that she lost a large amount of weight and the dizziness and weakness slowly began to take its toll. Though she had somehow survived the season of white until the increase in temperature melted the cold bringer. Spring brought a surplus of food and she ran easily and hunted often. Aniu never knew what she was looking for until he came upon this place where they might accept her. After going through a year on her own without much knowledge of the outside world she feels that she knows enought to finally stop running from her past. She had to "grow up" in that year or she would have not survived. Now is her time to truly be a wolf as a wolf should be. Rp example: Though the depths of winter was a time of the unforgiving nature of the ice element it also held a beauty. When not in the midst of a merciless blizzard the ice and snow can portray a scenary of beauty, especially when the sun is permitted to shine down from parted clouds causing the icy shimmer to set itself forth from the white blanket that had layed itself across the land. But not today, for this current day held something not as intense as a blizzard, no. Today was merely a time of ice, frost, snow, just as it was meant to be. The sky itself held a darkened blue tinge, and one who knew the earth well enough could see that for each of the seasons, the sky had different hues. Spring was a fantastic pale blue, light and airy as though the spring wind chased away the depth of it's color. In the summer, the sky seemed to darken with the heat, and become a vibrant azure. In the fall, it seemed the cold chilled the blue of the sky, giving it an almost icy tinge, and in the winter, it was a hazy blue, as though there was a snowy blanket over it too. But the heavens had already proceeded to drop their snowy blanket 'pon the land, making the trek all the more harder for the grey femora. Lady Winter had already layed her claimful hands 'pon the lands of Curosis. The ivon hued blanket, untouched, unbroken. That was until Aniu proceeded to destroy the scene. The fae pushed aside a haggard looking shrub and moved forward. With the first snow fall of the season the foliage had always retained this form, leafless, no clear signs of life dwelling within the bark. Aniu had lost track of Moriko, her ever growing hunger had taken hold and side-tracked her from locating him. But upon hearing the howl as it traveled aloft to her pricked auds Aniu immediatly diverted her current trek to head towards the rendevous point. It took merely a half and hour for Aniu to come upon the clearing where two forms already stood. One she recognized to be that of Moriko, but the other she was unfamiliar with. But this female seemed to be reclined back 'pon her haunches quite closely with the ebon brute, which immediatly sent a clear message through Aniu's mind, she no longer had any chance with the handsome male. A heavy sigh erupted from deep within her chest upon realizing that this, but life must go on. She knew she would never get that one brute whom would captivate her cold dead heart, and the one who had finally breached that thick barrier within her was now taken by another. Showing no physical sign of these thoughts Aniu halted a mere few feet from the pair, inclining her sleek crania in a respectful bow to the reigning pair. Looking up to Moriko, for he was the only wolven she knew whom dwelled within this pack, she spoke in an eerily calm yet respectful tone. I apologize for my delayed arrival, it won't happen again. She beckons me shall I give in Upon my end shall I begin Forsaking all I've fallen as I rise to meet the end

[Rustyne]

Well, I do approve. This, as of right now, isn't my main account, but hopefully will be soon. So KELSI does accept.

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[Riven Howl]

This profile is perfect in everyway possible, right down to the nice table it was organized in. I say accepted!