Post by anriika on May 23, 2012 10:24:11 GMT -5
ANRIIKA
NAME. Anriika
NICKNAME(S). Anni
AGE. 3 Years
SPECIES. Wolf
BREED. MVW
GENDER. Female
HEIGHT. 33 Inches
WEIGHT. 125
COAT. Black, White, Gray
EYE COLOUR. Green
NOTABLE MARKINGS. None
PHYSICAL.
Anriika is a bit of a bulky wolf for her age, despite her gender. She prides herself on strong limbs and a thick coat, which varies in color. From her eyes towards her ears her face is split in color, the upper half a gray color while the under half a white which spreads from her muzzle to her rump. The white also runs down her legs. Her rear left leg is slightly grayer than her other legs. Her back is a dark black/gray color which lightens as the color reaches her tail, which contains a bit of all three colors. The back of her ears are solid black, and the tufts of fur within them are as white as snow. Her paw pads are the standard black, as well as her nose. The bridge from her nose to her eyes is a dark gray, much like the the fur between her shoulders and ears. The fur from her ears to her shoulders is shaggy, and despite whatever she does, it always tends to be a bit more... fluffier than the average wolf. This is her only distinguishable factor from a crowd of wolves, other than her bright green eyes.
FEARS. Fire | Loud Startling Noises | Death | Being Alone
VICES. Doesn't like being alone, so may seem eager or clingy | Can act incredibly immature | Speaks in the third person
STRENGTHS. Quick Witted | Likes to socialize with others (doesn't mean they like it back) | Has nothing to lose (That's a strength in itself)
PET PEEVES. Being Judged | Braggy Animals | Getting Rained On | Losing anything | Those who aren't honest with her
LIKES. Socialization | Snuggling | Goofing around/Playing | Getting into trouble | Pups | A Full Stomach | Winning
PERSONALITY.
Anriika adores everyone she meets, and respects all creatures for their specific talents and strengths. She is quick to impress, and quick to attatch to those she has a liking for. The wolf treats everyone equally, following the golden rule. Treat others the way you'd like to be treated. However, even if others treat her like dirt, she blames this on something she'd personally done wrong and attempts to make it better or make it up to the creature. She's a bit of a people pleaser, and just wants to be loved.
Anriika has a deep respect for love, although she's never felt the feeling for another wolf, minus her family. However, that is a different type of love. She longs to be loved, but her quirks tend to make her stand out and end up as the butt of the jokes. Anriika sees her quirks (her forever-ruffled fur, social butterfly..) as a gift and has found that attempting to stifle them only makes things worse. She enjoys socialization, but that doesn't mean the feeling is mutual. Anriika speaks in third person, and is confused why others don't do the same. Either way, it is something she'll probably never grow out of.
She's never met a creature she didn't like, and if she did meet someone she didn't like, she'd be quick to find some reason to like them. While Anriika is a lover, there are times when she can be a fighter. If someone threatens a friend of hers (Friend is used loosely, the other person does not have to accept her as friend, she still sees them as such) she is quick to snarl and snap. She'd much rather put herself in danger or pain for another to miss it. A fiercely loyal soul, Anriika is merely searching for friends to be loyal to.
MOTHER. Mystique, deceased
FATHER. Adomo, deceased
SIBLINGS. None
HISTORY.
Anriika was born a rouge wolf on a rainy day. Mistique, her mother, labored for longer than usual in her den while Adomo, her father, paced on the outside, counting the raindrops that hit his pelt with anxiety. However, when the birthing was complete, there sat the little tuft of fur, Anriika. It was a lean season, and she was the only pup in her litter, to her parents dismay. Either way, Mistique and Adomo raised her up with love and respect. Being an only pup probably spoiled her more than she needed to be, mainly because she had no competition when it came to food, or parental affection.
One day while playing around with her mother, a storm broke out. Mystique and Anriika hurried to get to the den. They arrived safely, but both wolves were soaked. Both snuggled together in an attempt to keep eachother warm, but unfortunately Anriika caught a nasty cold. It got to the point where Adomo and Mystique thought she wouldn't make it. However, she pulled through. This is where her dislike of getting rained on comes from though. No creature enjoys being sick, and Anriika is no exception. The rest of her first year of life was perfect though, minus that bit of sickness setback.
Anriika was ready to go off on her own, but then her mother fell ill. Anriika chose to stay with her father Adomo to help hunt while they nursed her mother back to health. Another storm broke out, this time with heavy lightning. After taking down a kill, Adomo and Anriika were bringing some back to Mystique when the smell of smoke reached their noses. Both wolves rushed to the den, only to find a fallen tree had blocked the way to the den. This wouldn't have been a problem if it wasn't on fire.
Adomo immediately jumped towards the flaming tree, attempting to claw at it and remove the dead wood to help Mystique escape. Anriika ran around to the back of the den and attempted to find any way to release her mother. But soon, the cries of her mother ceased into a final howl before it was choked off. She had suffocated by the smoke. When she sprinted back to the other side of the tree with Adomo, his paws here terribly burned. It was only a matter of time before he lost both his mate and his pride, and stole off one night to join her once more. This left Anriika alone, and terrified. It was time for her to leave, she just wished it wasn't under the circumstances. However, this brings us to the present, where traumatized little Anriika travels, attempting to find a family for her own.
NAME. Tyger
AGE. 18
EXPERIENCE. 9 1/2 years
OTHER CHARACTERS. ---
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