Post by Deleted on Sept 4, 2011 20:27:49 GMT -5
Thyella
"When your tears are spent on your last pretense and your tired eyes refuse to close and sleep in your defense"
When it's in your spine,
NAME: Thyella
NICKNAME(S): Captcha, runt, scapegoat
PRONUNCIATION: Thie-ell-a
POSITION: Sklavin
Like you've walked for miles,
AGE: (in wolf years) 13
GENDER: female
BREED: Gray Wolf
HEIGHT:
APPEARANCE: Thyella is like a cumulonimbus cloud. She is very dark in coloring, essentially like a storm cloud. Her muzzle is quite pale gray. (The wolves usually say her head is an empty lighthouse)One eye is green like the sea after a storm, the other quite like the sea before the storm, black. Her eyes both are pure black at the bottom, the green one turns a bright green the farther up you look. The other, if you are right up in her face, looks very dark blue. She has no scars yet. Her ears are quite normal in size but not in coloring. They look like two rocks on her head.She has a red mouth but not a normal tongue. Her tongue is well, yellowish. (The light! It's blinding! as the other wolves would say)
the only thing you want is just to be still for awhile,
PERSONALITY: Thyella has a stormy temper to match her looks. She however does have a good side. If you actually are nice to her, she will be timid at first but then follow you where you want her to go. She is kind of smart. She reads quite quickly but doesn't have good grammar.She has a small shred of self confidence left. She tends to look on the dark side of things. She laughs occasionally, but it's for dark humour that most wolves her age can scarcely comprehend. She is quite bitter. She hates how one slave costs more because it "has more scars" or "is very pretty". She however, never understands the way that she is a slave. She never can.
The spaces tween the things you know are blurry nonetheless,
FATHER: Slyavin, a Dominor
MOTHER: Saphira, a Freior
SIBLINGS: Sphiara, (The second female) a Freior, Rellanna, (The first female) a Freior
HISTORY: Thyella was born into a single parent, single food source family. Her mother had agreed to mate with her Dominor in exchange for freedom. The night after Thyella was conceived, her mother ran. Nobody even tried to catch her. Saphira was just a lucky wolf. When she figured out she was going to have her Dominor's pups, she swore if one was a boy, she would turn it over to him to raise. Luckily, the day she had her pups, she was in a warm secluded cave and they all turned out to be female. And so, Thyella was born into a good family. A storm had been gathering all day and when Thyella came out, a flash of lightning lit up the sky and landed right in front of the cave. Thyella seemed to absorb the energy. Her mother could have sworn that the pup's tongue had been red when she first opened her mouth. But somehow, it turned yellow. Saphira named her Thyella, after the storm that changed her genes somehow. Growing up hadn't been too hard. Her mother was always taking them somewhere. Thyella, being the runt, had difficulty following sometimes but she made it. A couple weeks after her birthday, Thyella had decided to wander off. She managed to wander straight to Auction Rock, and there she was.