Post by Thess on Mar 20, 2012 16:21:27 GMT -5
Pelkuri
"The only thing I am afraid of is fear..."
this is me in the flesh,
NAME: Pelkuri
NICKNAME(S): Kuri
PRONUNCIATION: Pell – Cure - ee
POSITION: Free - Roamer
taste the sky,
AGE: 2
GENDER: Female
BREED: Ethiopian Wolf
HEIGHT: 20 Inches
APPEARANCE: Pelkuri, is not too tall but has very long legs, they’re spindly and thin along with the rest of her body. Her muscles are small and underdeveloped, Pelkuri would not be described as an ugly, she just has soft features. A long slender muzzle and a narrow extended torso, her only bold features are her eyes, wide as the moon and the same soft shade as cinnamon. They’re never dull, however they always seem to wear the same sad expression. Her fur is a soft red color, with beautiful hues of amber and brown. A slim white marking begins at the base of her throat and runs down and fills her chest and coats the underside of her belly, it then drips down to the insides of her legs only to stop at her small paws, the white continues now to coat the tip of her thick black tail. She has long narrow ears which usually claim two positions, flatten against her skull or perked, alert and listening very intently.
thoughts that make me go insane,
PERSONALITY:Pelkuri puts faith in herself and herself alone, trusting others can be risky, and she tries to avoid taking risks at all costs. The word ‘Pelkuri’ is Finnish for ‘coward’ an easy way to describe her. Her response to most things is to flee, which is where her long legs are incredibly helpful. Though she’s fearful she’s got a lot of pride and refuses to be made a fool of. As one could imagine this made her very clever, if you can outsmart an opponent there’s no immediate danger to flee from. Despite her lack of trust, she enjoys company, being alone never suited her. She’s level headed and never picks fights, she’s got a calm temperament and is almost never angry, making her the ideal traveling companion, though she’s almost never completely honest one would not be able to tell the difference. Pelkuri is filled with charm and character, sarcasm and jokes are two of her greatest friends.
all over my shoulder,
FATHER:Name Unknown
MOTHER: Name Unknown
SIBLINGS: 4, Names Unknown
HISTORY:Pelkuri was born into a large family, in a small home tucked away in a mountain range, they had few threats. Her parents sought to escape a different life, to let their offspring feel free and loved. She was one of five, and the smallest and she was never pitied no matter how helpless she made herself be, this was of course for good reason. It taught her to find strength on her own. She did, she learned a lot as a pup and was luckily in a very loving family. Unfortunately her father had previous quarrels that he had not yet dealt with and they followed him up to their small mountain hiding spot. Pelkuri and her siblings were basking up the sunlight in a nearby field, one of the only places close to home that wasn’t completely surrounded by trees. They were spotted first by the oldest sibling a small group of strong, angry wolves. Upon returning home to warn their parents they learned this pack was no friend to their family. Pelkuri, her brothers and sisters were instructed to run far away, a promise was made to see each other again soon, but it was hastily put together on no structure at all. She raced away from their home and further from her family, the young wolves all split and fled. After what seemed like weeks, Pelkuri was seemingly to only one to return home only to find everything familiar destroyed. Pelkuri wanders still and roams free where she pleases acquiring the occasional friend but nothing that ever sticks; she’s still not seen or heard from any other members of her family.
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