Post by Amber Delany on Mar 30, 2012 9:25:08 GMT -5
Peridot
"Cause I get a thousand hugs, from ten thousand lightning bugs, as they try to teach me how to dance."
this is me in the flesh,
NAME: Peridot
NICKNAME(S): Ari, Rida, Dot
PRONUNCIATION:Peh-Ri-Dot
POSITION: Freior
taste the sky,
AGE: Two Years
GENDER:Female
BREED:Indian Wolf
HEIGHT:28 inches
APPEARANCE: Her tawny coat hardly draws attention and is very plain in appearance, her eyes being the only feature that drew attention to her. She was aptly named after her yellow green eyes, which twinkled pleasantly when her mood was light. Her tail is of the same light shading as her fur, except near the tip it darkens to a caramel brown. The same goes for her paws, giving her an appearance of wearing socks. Peridot has a lean healthy frame, in which the contours flow unbroken, almost as fluid as water.
thoughts that make me go insane,
PERSONALITY:Peridot is best described as a happy go lucky kind of wolf. Or perhaps a concentrated mass of pure glowing energy. If she had an aura, it would be a dazzling unfaltering bright yellow. Hardly anything that life throws her way could faze her or get her down. Another thing about Peridot is her quirky love for fireflies, the tiny lightning bugs that adorned the forest at night, the way they danced around effortlessly always leaves her awed. So it would be common if you were wondering about at night and find her sitting statue still in the middle of a golden, luminous cloud. Although her demeanor may seem childish to most, but that's because most never bother to see past her happy self to find the more serious and determined wolf within. Once set on an important task, hardly anything can draw her away with it. Peridot is fiercely loyal in the wolves and ideals she believed in. She absolutely hates it when betrayal occurs, because it's the most serious breach of trust. Even a small little white lie could dampen her mood for a few hours. Because of this, she is often labeled as horribly blunt about the truth.Well, the truth hurts sometimes.
all over my shoulder,
FATHER:Unknown
MOTHER: Unknown
SIBLINGS: Unknown
HISTORY:Peridot has always been, and intends to be, a freior wolf. Her ties to her family had been abruptly severed when she was a young age of half a year, when the rest of them had been hunted down my dominors and sold into the slave trade. Sure, Peridot had searched for them, being the sole survivor, but it was hard to locate a wolf once lost to the swirling masses of slaves being auktioned off daily, let alone a whole family. After a year of searching, she finally gave up, a very rare thing for her to do. Sometimes, on lonely nights, you can find her on top of a high ridge point, soundlessly gazing into nothing. Even as optimistic as she was, she knew she didn't even have an inkling of a chance of finding her family, and moved on with life. Even though her family was gone, she still bore legacies of their existence, for example, the faded, barely seen small set of teeth mark on her hind leg. It was caused one day, when she was playing with her younger sister, who had gotten a bit too enthusiastic and had bitten her there. That was only a few days before her life had changed. Peridot's motto is, "Better than I could be" Because it reminds her daily not to take her freedom, her existence for granted, and that worse things could happen than what was happening then, it kept her high spirits up on dark days.
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