Post by ||E||speranza on Mar 19, 2010 22:30:44 GMT -5
Name:
Esperanza
Age:
5
Gender:
Fae
Pack:
No Pack
Rank:
Loner
Pelt Color: Charcoal and Silver
Eye Color: Amber Gold
Weight: 120
Height: Three feet four inches from terra to shoulder. Four feet from nose to tip of banner.
Tail length: One feet
Appearance:
Esperanza is a lupo who other's sneer at for she is neither beautiful nor hideous. I will cleary describe every detail of my lupa, starting from the dome, to the tip of her banner.
Esperanza has a small, finely boned dome that is usually held high with pride and dominance. She had small, tear-shaped audits that are pricked and listening. The left audit has a large hole on the top, though don't try to pry out where she got it from. Her orbs are are large and take in every detail, their color a rich murky amber gold sprinkled with emerald green. Her maw is sharp, scared, and with a black nose that is usually twitching as she sniffs the air. Her jowls are powerful, and can crush the neck of her sorry prey. She has black lips, that cover her glistening yellow and white ivories that drip spittle. Her pink tongue is streaked with black, for she is different.
Esperanza's dome connects to a powerful neck. It is scarred with bite marks from other lupines that have tried, and failed, to murder her. It is thickly banded with muscles and stretches down to her chest. The fae's chest is wide, helping her sprint or run for a long while. Two large shoulders connect to her chest on either side, the beginning of her long pillars. Both front pillars are muscled well, for she uses them quite often. They stretch down to extremely large paws with long, feline-like black claws that sink into the terra. Her pads are rough and have been used on the roughest of terrain.
The fae's bodice is slim and graceful. Her pelt clings to her form, making her look skinny and quite feminem. Her back is straight and muscled, her ribs showing slightly under her flesh. Espy's stomach is soft but well protected from the jowls of another creature. Each breast that is bestowed on her stomach is a cream y pink, a pup having never suckled once upon them. Scars criss-cross her belly, from times where paws have managed to scrape her, but ivories have never touched. Two hip bones connect to the back of her bodice, the beginning of two useful rear pillars.
Espy's rear pillars are built quite fondly. They are muscle after muscle attached to thick bone. Her pelt is thin here, bare scraps here and there. Scars number here in many, for she had used these pillars to kick off from the terra or to gouge another stomach. Espy's hind pillars are long and deadly, ending in the same ghastly beast paws, and feline black claws. Her pads are rougher her, a darker shade of molten brown and black for they have touched all terra and flesh of another creature. Her banner clings around her rear, long and thickly trimmed with fur, the bone thin. The banner is usually high or low, depending on her blood-thirsty mood.
Esperanza had a well built form, yet her pelt color is another thing. Espy had two sets of fur. A underpelt and a upperpelt. The underpelt is a rich dark gray, like charcoal and clings to her bodice the most. It is thick to keep her warm in the harshest of conditions. Her upperpelt is a lighter gray, almost silver, that is thinner and finer then the underpelt. This set of fur is glossier and usually muddied or bloodied while she is in battle. Though, her pelt has formed to get used to her abuse.
Through all of this, Espy has unique marking.She has splashes of purple across the right side of her face, like a half-mask. It is beautiful though darkens the look of her amber gold orbs.
Beside her markings, Espy is fond of her scars. They count beyond imagine but show how powerful and deadly she can be. Starting from her dome, she has a jagged scar across her right orb, that goes all the way to her snout and brushes her nose. Many bite mark scars criss cross her neck in a beautiful pattern, from the lupines who failed to kill her. Jagged scars mark her ribs and back, from claws and ivories of many beast's, not only lupines. She has a puckered scar on her rump, from where a beast managed to score greatly. Many other little scars cross her stomach and pillars, though not as defiant as the others. Though, if you worry about any of her scar's, noting the one on her back pillar, where there is a small hole, and it make's jumping or leaping very painful. Also, for her balance if it is wet, well she was be slimping thanks to her rear pillar.
Likes
-Killing
-Causing Pain
-Havoc
-Blood Shed
-Causing Wars
-Making Other’s Suffer
-Feeling Something Struggle In Her Jowls
-Running
-Being In Her Bloodlust State
-Powerful Brutes
Dislikes
-Fae’s
-Weak Creature’s
-Light Beasts
-Peace Makers
-Pups
-Good Emotions
-Seeing Someone Happy
-Being Bossed Around
-Weaklings Trying Act Strong
-Weak Brutes
Weaknesses
-Brutes. She is female, they are male.
-Fire
-Bloodlust
Strengths
-Causing Pain
-Hunting
-Leading
Secrets
-She Once Loved Something
-She Wasn’t Always Bad
-She Wants A Mate
Personality:
Esperanza is a dangerous lupa. Come across her path and face a bloody meeting. The urge to kill and destroy runs through her blood, so you cannot blame her. Some say, idiots, that she is part demon because of her actions, but no she isn't. In truth, Espy had a bad upcoming and that reflected on her personality which is dangerous....and bloody.
Esperanza does not take prisoners. When she attacks a group of lupines, she kills all, even the puny pups. She is crazed lupa who doesn't give a damn about anyone but herself. She is number one in her life, and see's romance and love as a sign of romance. If she had a mate, they could be used against her, and she never wants that. So instead, she has gained a reputation as a killer and murderer. Espy lives up to it because that is who she is.
If you ever think Espy is soft, then you are mistaken. Her ivories will rip pelt from flesh, and flesh from bone. She was poison you and watch you convulse and foam as it spreads through your bodice. She won't help, so don't think it. If you meet her, know you will die or suffer wounds for she doesn't give a damn about anyone. If you have never meant Espy then count yourself damn lucky because if you met her and survived, she will be the nightmare in yours dreams.
Esperanza doesn't bring hope, love, or any good thing whens she passes through a territory. No, she brings chaos, destruction and pain where ever she goes. No one thinks she is good anymore, for they have heard, seen, or felt her ivories and seen her murder. Be thankful that you aren't in her path, for if she sets her orbs on you, you won't come out a live. Espy is a lupa who doesn't have a choice anymore. She suffers more then she lets on, if she speaks to you at all.
Esperanza didn't have a choice to be evil, good, or neutral. She was forced into the dark ways, and you got to get that through your dome. It she did have a chance, she wouldn't be this way. Esperanza means 'hope' and well...she is anything but that. Just fear this lupa and DO NOT pry into her past, because it hurts more then anything. A dagger into her heart
History
Esperanza parent's used to be part of a pack. Though, after four years of being born there and living, the two chaotic lupines fled to the mountains. There, they hid and watched as the packs. Instead of joining again, the two lupines mated and lived life. They had two pups, a brute that looked like it mother, and a large fae that was chaotic and looked like a mix between the parents. Her mother was afraid of Espy, but in truth, her father looked down at his daughter with pride and expectation. His daughter would be a killer, and a chaos creator and this excited him.
Hunting in the mountains, he was hardly home unless he had food. Venganza raised the two pups, though was careful around Espy who was beginning to learn to use her ivories to kill things. Rieglo, her brother, was a small brute who was just getting to learn how to fight and play. Vengaza loved Rieglo because he was kind and gentle, the complete opposite of her daughter who was aggressive and dangerous. So, Venganza began to teach her son how to hunt and make peace when he was young, while her father took Espy with him.
Esperanza was not at all troubled with this. She knew her mother hated her, and that her brother was scared of her. This excited her, for the demon in her purred with the need to kill and bring chaos. Her blood sang with the need to feel a struggling creature into her jowls and to crush her windpipe. Her father, Cielo was pleased by this and began to teach his daughter how to kill, speak with poison and hatred, and how to tease even mated wolves. His daughter was beautiful in her own exotic way, when she was a pup, and she would be able to tease a brute and seduce him. This could work out with seducing a alpha but Cielo did not tell her daughter his plan to do so.
Cielo was just happy with making his daughter stronger. She was independent, dangerous, and a lupa who could get under anyone's skin. Esperanza was a quick learner, and soon, at the age of one, was able to kill rabbits, foxes, and other small creatures. She was a bundle of long ears, long legs, and a small body but didn't mind. Her pelt was usually stained with blood anyway, and her acid spat onto the ground, the murky yellow green substance reeking like death, just as her breath did. Cielo was careful not to let his daughter turn on him, for she was becoming a top predator.
As soon as Esperanza got to the age of two, she and her father set off to find Venganza and Rieglo. Cielo was tired with two, and since he had never been truely in love with his mate, it would be easy to kill them. They where to soft and weak, not good enough for these two lupines. Finding them was easy, though killing them was harder. Cielo attack Venganza, using his superior strength ad weight against his so called mate. Esperanza was not having a hard job. Rieglo was not a fighter, and she was. She used her ivories to rip his throat out, and bit into his stomach.
Esperanza turned to father and mother, blood dripping from her jowls. There she watched as her parent's battled to the death. Venganza had a killer grip on Cielo's throat and he was trying to get free. Bloodlust came on the fae and she leaped forward and slammed into her mother, sending her over the cliff that they where on. She had forgotten her mother's hold onto her father and watched as he went over with Venganza. Espy cried out in disbelief and ran down the slope, heading to where her parent's had fallen. She found them, a sharp rock gorging through both of them. Her father was dead as well as her mother.
Esperanza cried there, tears streaming from her orbs. She then turned and fled up the mountain, knowing she was a lone. Hiding in a cave, she lived there for two more years. Her heart was stone, and her personality bloodthirsty. Espy was just a lupa who could not socialize and was dangerous. Though, finally loneliness got to her. She swept out of her cave and went down the mountain. She stopped as she scented lupines. She began to explore the land, mostly visiting the rouge lands and keeping away from the pack's. She was a dangerous lupine and not something a pack would want...for she was more of a assassin and murder then a true loyal pack wolf.
Mother - Venganza
Father - Cielo
Brother - Rieglo
Sister - None
Relatives - None
Mates - Please, are you serious? Murder here.
Pups - Nope
Friends - Never
Enemies - Everyone
Sample Post:
It was cold, the wind was blowing through the terrain. It's bitterness would effect even the strongest of creature's who dared come here. The large tree's where standing tall in the ravine, it's branches where blowing. Their dark leaves where scattered on the ground, rotting as they lay there, creature's stepping upon them without even glancing back. The moon was full, it rays, that could reach the terra, where brushing it with a soft, motherly hand. Fallen logs, rotting on the terra, lay across it, a trap for any creature that was not looking forward. Vine's stretched across tree's, and on the log's, thorned and ready to prick and sink into unprotecting paws or ankles of a hooved beast. Scattered rocks dotted the terra, sharp as well and ready to break the soft pad of a lupine.
The wind shifted, it's cold essescence bringing the scent of the brute to a beast. Orb's flew open, amber gold flecked with emerald, staring a head. The beast's dome lifted, auds pricked to listen as the wind spoke to it. Getting to it's large paws, the beast shook itself, a yawn escaping it's jowls. Dark charcoal and light silver grey pelt bristled, standing on end, bristling. Her muscles rippled as she moved forward, pillar's moving swiftly. Her banner flicked straight up into the air, the tip tilted back slightly. The beast was scarred heavily, every inch of the lean bodice was carved with scars from teeth and claw. Some where deep, and some shallow but all deadly and a warning to beast who got to close. Marking's flecked on the large beast as well. A splash of purple across the left side of the fae's dome. Bloody red on the thick, powerful neck as if it was a cast. Though, it was not her blood stained upon her pelt, but the very hair's where red, born like this. Lightning bolt's kissed her pillar's, either purple or red and no less exstrodinary. Two poison mark's blessed her rump, purple and a sign she murdered.
Jowl's parted, black lips pulled back, yellow ivories dripping green spittle. Her breath, a rotten stench of a rotting carcass, was blown into the air as she breathed. Her lungs crackled from the cold wind as it entered them, burning her. She did not mind, as she tasted the air. Her black tongue flicked out, forked, for she had done it herself as a sign that she was crazed. Her nostril's flared as she took in the brute's scent, sending tendrils through her blood. Her blood pounded with longing, for the brute was awakening the need to tear pelt from flesh and flesh from bone. She shivered slightly, excitment running through her bodice.
A slow, venomous grin blessed her feature's as she moved forward. She was moving quickly, her pace a quick jog. Her blood pounded with need to kill. Her senses where flooded with the joy of killing and causing pain. Memories flashed through her soul. Ivories sinking through sinew and muscle, blood slipping into her jowls and down her throat. The taste of blood was beautiful and intoxicating, each drop sweet and coppery in her jowls. She watered at the thought, spittle dripping from her maw. Blood pounded through her veins, heart beating with a quick pace.
Claws raked gourge's into the terra as her pace quickened again. Her demon was purring, knowing quiet clearly that she would once more kill, and feel her prey struggle in her jowls as she ripped there throat open. This made her blood dance and fire ignite in her orbs. She couldn't stop it, for she was a monster. She slowed down, not wanting her prey to know she was coming. It was a lupine and that was all the better. Rabbits, and deer where two easy. Fox's a waste of time, and moose just plain annoying. Another of her kind sent longing in her veins, and that's why she now hunted this brute who had awakened her from her slumber.
At last, it had seemed like ages, she slipped from the shadow's mere feet from the brute. Her dome lifted a notch, and her pelt stood on end. She stepped forward, paws sinking into the terra, thorns trying to prick themselves into her pad, but to no avail. Her jowl's opened as she chuckle, a deep chaotic sound that would send any beast fleeing. She grinned lazily at the brute as she took him in. He was lean, leaner then she. His orbs where a yellow she never seen before, and his auds long. His paw's where small, but his pillar's long and he was well muscled. Though, his pelt coloration is what caught her attention. His dome was black, and the right side of his bodice, front pillars, and the right of his banner. Yet....azure splashed the left of his bodice, his stomach, hind paws..and the left of his baner. This amazed her, for alone thought she had strange markings.
Maw twitching, she spoke Who are you brute? The one who had excited me to hunt another of my kind?She questioned, orbs dancing with the need to kill. She waited for a few mere seconds before speaking again Your coloration is unqiue, and different for I have seen none but myself with the purple on their pelt. Alas, you are strong and the not the weak being I assumed you would be. Count yourself lucky, for I don't kill powerful brute's, unless they push my tempe She said smoothly, her lyrics acid and dangerous.
Stepping forward, she held his gaze. Even though she spoke calmly, every inch of her bodice was tense for she could not let her guard down. Being a alphess, she had to be careful. Power and dominance radiated from her, but this beast could still attack if she wasn't careful. Her ivories where bared, and tongue flicked out as she spoke once more I am Esperanza, alphess of the Ventisca Monte pack. It is neither neutral nor light, but a dark pack she spat when she said light, for she detested those beings.
Dropping her orbs from his, she gave a quick scan of her surroundings before meeting his gaze. He was a lucky brute, for he would not be killed. Lucky him as well, for her demon actually liked him, and didn't want her to kill him. Ooo, but she would play with him. Yes she would.
The wind shifted, it's cold essescence bringing the scent of the brute to a beast. Orb's flew open, amber gold flecked with emerald, staring a head. The beast's dome lifted, auds pricked to listen as the wind spoke to it. Getting to it's large paws, the beast shook itself, a yawn escaping it's jowls. Dark charcoal and light silver grey pelt bristled, standing on end, bristling. Her muscles rippled as she moved forward, pillar's moving swiftly. Her banner flicked straight up into the air, the tip tilted back slightly. The beast was scarred heavily, every inch of the lean bodice was carved with scars from teeth and claw. Some where deep, and some shallow but all deadly and a warning to beast who got to close. Marking's flecked on the large beast as well. A splash of purple across the left side of the fae's dome. Bloody red on the thick, powerful neck as if it was a cast. Though, it was not her blood stained upon her pelt, but the very hair's where red, born like this. Lightning bolt's kissed her pillar's, either purple or red and no less exstrodinary. Two poison mark's blessed her rump, purple and a sign she murdered.
Jowl's parted, black lips pulled back, yellow ivories dripping green spittle. Her breath, a rotten stench of a rotting carcass, was blown into the air as she breathed. Her lungs crackled from the cold wind as it entered them, burning her. She did not mind, as she tasted the air. Her black tongue flicked out, forked, for she had done it herself as a sign that she was crazed. Her nostril's flared as she took in the brute's scent, sending tendrils through her blood. Her blood pounded with longing, for the brute was awakening the need to tear pelt from flesh and flesh from bone. She shivered slightly, excitment running through her bodice.
A slow, venomous grin blessed her feature's as she moved forward. She was moving quickly, her pace a quick jog. Her blood pounded with need to kill. Her senses where flooded with the joy of killing and causing pain. Memories flashed through her soul. Ivories sinking through sinew and muscle, blood slipping into her jowls and down her throat. The taste of blood was beautiful and intoxicating, each drop sweet and coppery in her jowls. She watered at the thought, spittle dripping from her maw. Blood pounded through her veins, heart beating with a quick pace.
Claws raked gourge's into the terra as her pace quickened again. Her demon was purring, knowing quiet clearly that she would once more kill, and feel her prey struggle in her jowls as she ripped there throat open. This made her blood dance and fire ignite in her orbs. She couldn't stop it, for she was a monster. She slowed down, not wanting her prey to know she was coming. It was a lupine and that was all the better. Rabbits, and deer where two easy. Fox's a waste of time, and moose just plain annoying. Another of her kind sent longing in her veins, and that's why she now hunted this brute who had awakened her from her slumber.
At last, it had seemed like ages, she slipped from the shadow's mere feet from the brute. Her dome lifted a notch, and her pelt stood on end. She stepped forward, paws sinking into the terra, thorns trying to prick themselves into her pad, but to no avail. Her jowl's opened as she chuckle, a deep chaotic sound that would send any beast fleeing. She grinned lazily at the brute as she took him in. He was lean, leaner then she. His orbs where a yellow she never seen before, and his auds long. His paw's where small, but his pillar's long and he was well muscled. Though, his pelt coloration is what caught her attention. His dome was black, and the right side of his bodice, front pillars, and the right of his banner. Yet....azure splashed the left of his bodice, his stomach, hind paws..and the left of his baner. This amazed her, for alone thought she had strange markings.
Maw twitching, she spoke Who are you brute? The one who had excited me to hunt another of my kind?She questioned, orbs dancing with the need to kill. She waited for a few mere seconds before speaking again Your coloration is unqiue, and different for I have seen none but myself with the purple on their pelt. Alas, you are strong and the not the weak being I assumed you would be. Count yourself lucky, for I don't kill powerful brute's, unless they push my tempe She said smoothly, her lyrics acid and dangerous.
Stepping forward, she held his gaze. Even though she spoke calmly, every inch of her bodice was tense for she could not let her guard down. Being a alphess, she had to be careful. Power and dominance radiated from her, but this beast could still attack if she wasn't careful. Her ivories where bared, and tongue flicked out as she spoke once more I am Esperanza, alphess of the Ventisca Monte pack. It is neither neutral nor light, but a dark pack she spat when she said light, for she detested those beings.
Dropping her orbs from his, she gave a quick scan of her surroundings before meeting his gaze. He was a lucky brute, for he would not be killed. Lucky him as well, for her demon actually liked him, and didn't want her to kill him. Ooo, but she would play with him. Yes she would.
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