Post by miyax on Oct 5, 2006 20:53:29 GMT -5
Name:: Miyax
Age::13 moons
Gender:: female
Species of Fox:: swift
Appearance::
She is a swift fox with a silver tinted muzzle. The rest of her body is a creamy tan with a tint of silver and white.She's mostly silver and has a very smooth coat. Her eyes have a serious look in them even when she's not serious.
Personality:: She basically doesn't talk unless she really has too. She struggles to talk, even a simple sentence like " I want food." She'll tell you what she wants by body language. She's a fierce fighter and a great hunter. She doesn't like talking and she's very smart for her . She loves to play with people, kits or not doesn't matter to her. She's almost always sulking around the place thinking about the day when she saw her parents bloody death. She's kind-hearted and much like a mother. She can become VERY over-protective if you start to threaten anybody close to her. If you anger her past her limits, duck and hide, she'll be on a rampage. And she's very understanding.
History:: She was born with a difficulty to talk. The other kits used to always tease her. Her mother had purple eyes but her dad had a piercing brown gaze which it took. She is the spitting image of her mother but she has her father's eyes.Her grandma was mute too. Her parents are both dead because they were murdered so her life's goal is to avenge her parents death. She also saw her parents death. Died for no reason at all, killed for no reason at all, killed just for sheer joy. She was a only kit. Her mother was killed first and shortly her father. She was also staring death in the face. What killed her parents were another fox.Her mother also had a strange thing for shiny and sparkly stuff and she does too. She's also looking for a really dear friend for her.
Pack or Loner::Kitsa-Kay
if applicable Desired rank in Pack:: warrior
RP Sample::"Darling, look at her, she has my muzzle!!" a female fox whispered into the ear of her mate. " I noticed that hon. She's the spitting image of you, I think there's none of me in her!" her exclaimed as he looked at the little fuzzy ball of fluff. " Maybe, just maybe, she has your eyes?" Mandrid, the female fox suggested. " Maybe. But I'm not so sure, I mean, she IS a miniature you." Raymond, Mandrid's mate complained. Letting out a sigh, she asked, "What will we name her darling? Milli? Deca? Tulika? Milam?" "I would say.........Miyax, miyax has this little ting of something in it." Raymond suggested. "Miyax, Miyax, MIYAX!!!" Mandrid exclaimed with educiasiam. Letting out one last sigh, Mandrid fell into a deep sleep with Miyax snuzzled close to her and Raymond resting on her. Mandrid's sensitive ears perked right up from where she is and squeezed her way out from under her mate to check on the noise. Raymond ploped onto the ground and she his hon wandering off somewhere. " Where is that fox a going?" he thought to himself as he sneaked across the clearing after her forgetting all about little miyax. Miyax shuddered as a a breeze blew past her. She slowly opened one eye and saw her first second of the world. "Ahhhhhhh!!!" she murmmered excitedly. "Whaf whaf?" she asked outloud as she saw her dad's bussy tail slid past the bush. Struggleing with all her strenght, she awardly got to her feet and raced after her father tripping now and then.
Age::13 moons
Gender:: female
Species of Fox:: swift
Appearance::
She is a swift fox with a silver tinted muzzle. The rest of her body is a creamy tan with a tint of silver and white.She's mostly silver and has a very smooth coat. Her eyes have a serious look in them even when she's not serious.
Personality:: She basically doesn't talk unless she really has too. She struggles to talk, even a simple sentence like " I want food." She'll tell you what she wants by body language. She's a fierce fighter and a great hunter. She doesn't like talking and she's very smart for her . She loves to play with people, kits or not doesn't matter to her. She's almost always sulking around the place thinking about the day when she saw her parents bloody death. She's kind-hearted and much like a mother. She can become VERY over-protective if you start to threaten anybody close to her. If you anger her past her limits, duck and hide, she'll be on a rampage. And she's very understanding.
History:: She was born with a difficulty to talk. The other kits used to always tease her. Her mother had purple eyes but her dad had a piercing brown gaze which it took. She is the spitting image of her mother but she has her father's eyes.Her grandma was mute too. Her parents are both dead because they were murdered so her life's goal is to avenge her parents death. She also saw her parents death. Died for no reason at all, killed for no reason at all, killed just for sheer joy. She was a only kit. Her mother was killed first and shortly her father. She was also staring death in the face. What killed her parents were another fox.Her mother also had a strange thing for shiny and sparkly stuff and she does too. She's also looking for a really dear friend for her.
Pack or Loner::Kitsa-Kay
if applicable Desired rank in Pack:: warrior
RP Sample::"Darling, look at her, she has my muzzle!!" a female fox whispered into the ear of her mate. " I noticed that hon. She's the spitting image of you, I think there's none of me in her!" her exclaimed as he looked at the little fuzzy ball of fluff. " Maybe, just maybe, she has your eyes?" Mandrid, the female fox suggested. " Maybe. But I'm not so sure, I mean, she IS a miniature you." Raymond, Mandrid's mate complained. Letting out a sigh, she asked, "What will we name her darling? Milli? Deca? Tulika? Milam?" "I would say.........Miyax, miyax has this little ting of something in it." Raymond suggested. "Miyax, Miyax, MIYAX!!!" Mandrid exclaimed with educiasiam. Letting out one last sigh, Mandrid fell into a deep sleep with Miyax snuzzled close to her and Raymond resting on her. Mandrid's sensitive ears perked right up from where she is and squeezed her way out from under her mate to check on the noise. Raymond ploped onto the ground and she his hon wandering off somewhere. " Where is that fox a going?" he thought to himself as he sneaked across the clearing after her forgetting all about little miyax. Miyax shuddered as a a breeze blew past her. She slowly opened one eye and saw her first second of the world. "Ahhhhhhh!!!" she murmmered excitedly. "Whaf whaf?" she asked outloud as she saw her dad's bussy tail slid past the bush. Struggleing with all her strenght, she awardly got to her feet and raced after her father tripping now and then.
