Post by Aysu on Oct 1, 2006 18:27:07 GMT -5
Name::
Arian Aysu ( Her first name meaning 'Silver' and last name meaning 'Water Moon'. Prefers to be called Aysu. )
Age::
2 summers
Gender::
Vixen
Species of Fox::
Red Fox (Mutated Silver)
Appearance::
Aysu is very delicate and beautiful. She is somewhat smaller in stature by fox size, due to her genes. Her legs are lengthy and slim, seeming to brittle to even hold her small weight. Her muzzle is dainty and long, fitting perfectly into her innocent face with it's slightly large, neatly cupped ears and bright eyes. Her eyes are shaded light blue and are quite large, with long, black eye lashes and a natural mascara-ish look around them. Though she is considered a Red Fox, her thick coat is much different. Her gaurd hairs are silver, with a layer of black under them, and on all four legs, ears, around her eyes and muzzle(though this is distinctly less black than around her eyes), the black undercoat shows through and all trace of silver is lost. It stays like this all year round, contrasting only slightly with each season.
Personality::
Aysu is a shy vixen. She is afraid and catious around new situations and new foxes. She is very polite and sweet through her scaredness though. She always tries her best at new things, though she is easily discouraged. She often thinks that what others think of her is more important than what she thinks of herself, so she is often very depressed about things. She cares about other alot, and will sacrifice her own time and abandon her own sadness to make others feel better. She tends to hide her feelings behind her sweet but shy mask, but sometimes her mask melts away and she can't help but cry and lose herself in her sorrow. She hates violence, but if it happens infront of her, she would most likely just cower in a corner. It is not her way to stand up for herself, or others really, even though she cares deeply.
History::
Arian Aysu came from a clan far to the south of Eltrym, just a small group that consisted of Aysu's parents, siblings, and her grandmother. During her young life she was pushed around by her much bigger and older siblings, and was always picked on for her strange coat and eyes. Aysu's grandmother was her sole comfort, always sweet and caring towards her, telling her siblings off for their rude behaviour when she heard them. She also told many tales about The Eltrym Tree and all it's wonders, and that someday she hoped that she could see it again, for she had been there long ago. The first time gran had tried to tell the story, her mother had quickly cut her off and given her a look, but after she had herded all of them outside the den, Aysu's gran took her aside to tell her the tale while her mother and father were out hunting. Aysu loved the stories, and hoped with all hope that they were real, and that someday, just maybe, she would get to bow beneath the Tree and fast under it's brilliant leaves.
When Aysu was a year old, a great tragedy befell her family. Her gran had been killed. By what they didn't know, but whatever it was, it made Aysu's parents move them nearly ten miles away. They settled, but her parents were always on the lookout for danger. Nearly six months after they had made their new den, and everyone was calmer and more at ease, Aysu was still wallowing in grief, watching her brothers and sisters play, detached inside the den. Her siblings began to wander, under the watchful eyes of her parents, towards the heavily-wooded trees. Unheeding of the warnings from her parents, they romped onward, and in the blink of an eye, were swept by a massive paw. A bear. It killed her siblings in an instant, then swung 'round and murdered her parents also as they rushed to try and defend their children from the massive grizzly.
Aysu watched all of this, frozen in place, too stunned to move or breath. The bear didn't notice her, it was too busy feasting, so as soon as she got control of her legs, she ran, as fast as she could, away from everything that would remind her of her past. Her travels have found her in Eltrym, and now she paces on, determined to get to the Eltrym Tree.
Pack or Loner::
Loner
RP Sample::
The small vixen panted as she silently walked through the plains that bordered Eltrym. She was happy. She had made it to her destination. She had nearly made it to the tree. She was almost there.... It had taken her nearly half a year to get this far. Half a year od endless running, pain, and memories. Maybe now though she could find some peace. But she doubted it. It was still hard to get those memories out of her head, the day that her whole family had been killed, and all that she had done was watched.... She shook the thoughts out of her head, not wanting to dampen her good mood, and continued on, picking up the pace as trees came into sight.
With a sigh she entered in the cool shadows, slowing just a little and placing her tiny paws more carefully so she wouldn't be heard by anyone nearby. She wasn't comfortable talking to strangers, being terribly shy was sometimes hard. During her travels she had met only one fox, just recently, who had gicen her directions to the plain. She had only been able to ask the whispered and shy question before her voice went out and she ran off when the vixen gave her directions, an amused look in her eyes. She couldn't stand it when others made fun of her. It made her sad, like she wasn't good enough for anything.
Sunlight filtered through the thick canopy of trees, gleaming on her silver coat when she passed under it. Her ears were cupped foward curiously, head up and blue eyes looking around. Many of the trees she had never seen before, the shrubs and grasses too. The twittering of brids reached her ears, making them twicth in the direction and turn her head to look for them. She watched with wide eyes as the curiously colored birds wafted into sight, their blue and balck plumage standing out against the bright green of the forest. She continued on like this, swiftly and silently, but still curiously looking around, until dusk. She curled up at the bottom of a tree, snuggled under it's many roots, and closed her eyes. I'm almost there.... Just a short rest then I'll get to the tree.... She thought as she drifted off to sleep, a yawn escaping her dainty maw. Soon....
