Post by Calliys on Jul 9, 2005 9:09:52 GMT -5
Name: Calliys Whisp
Nickname: Cal
Age: 3 summers
Coat colour: Brown
Orb colour: Emerald green
Personnality: Calliys is a generally carefree wolf. She worries about the imporant things, and the small things just stay locked up in her mind. Calliys may be kind and understanding one moment, then snappy and dark at the next. She has no real path in life, she just lets life bring her whereever it may. Calliys expects nothing of any wolven, and she is the kind of femme to not give her heart away at the flash of a handsome face.
Parents: Alphess Fleao and Alpha Dusty of Genymede
Siblings: Clay Whisp (m)
History: A sandy brown brute padded back and forth, anxious. He was in front of a big cave that went very far into the mountainside. The entrance was covered with hanging linchen, so no wolf could peer inside. His name was Dusty, and he was the alpha of Genymede. The reason his paw prints had paced the leaves so many times, was that he was waiting for the birth of his cubs. Inside was Dusty's mate, Fleao. She had been there for a couple hours, leaving Dusty outside. Rules state that a new father couldn't see his pups untill he could woe them out by himself. Dusty pricked his ears as he heard the heay breathing of his mate. He sat down worried, and waited for his cubs to be born.
Inside, Fleao gazed lovingly at the first cub. He was a redish hue and his eyes were shut, like every newborn. She licked him happily. The next cub was brown, and a lovely female she was. Fleao yawned, and rested her head apon her tired paws as the cubs suckled away. The next day, the cubs were active and already playing with another. Outside, Dusty was trying to draw them out. "C'mere, little ones. Come outside to meet your father" He barked now and then. The pups couldn't hear him, but he still called to them none the less. The older brother, still without a name, tusslted with his sister happily, their fathers calls droned out by their anticts.
Weeks later, the cubs had their eyes and ears opened and fully working. Dusty had managed to call them out, and now was time for their Naming Ceremony. The whole pack had gathered by the Highrocks to see their Alpha's cubs. As the cubs walked out beside each other, howls, barks and yips greeted them. The male seemed to beam with happness, while the female seemed to shrink back a bit. Her brother nudged her, and they both went up together. The pack Addvisor was the one to call upon the gods to name them. He sat at the ledge's end, gazing down at the two pups. "The male, shall be known as Clay" He mumbled. The pack greeted Clay with a welcoming cheer. He beamed and smirked. He padded over to the edge to show himself off to the pack. "And you...Calliys" The Addvisor called to the female pup, now named Calliys. She, unike her brother, just crept silently towards her den as the pack howled with glee.
After that day, Calliys knew that life as the Alphess' Heir wouldn't do for her. Calliys had told her brother to cover for her. So, after a couple of weeks, when Calliys was around 7 months old, she left for her freedom. After that day, Calliys became stronger. She loved her new life as a free wolf. True, now she was just a Kerl, but she didn't seem to care that much. Calliys travelled far and wide. When she was 2 years old, she decided that she had to find herself a pack. Calliys shrugged off the thought. When she found a sutible pack, she wouldn know. Until then, Calliys would run free.
Alignment: Neutral
Codeword: Oranges and Peaches
Nickname: Cal
Age: 3 summers
Coat colour: Brown
Orb colour: Emerald green
Personnality: Calliys is a generally carefree wolf. She worries about the imporant things, and the small things just stay locked up in her mind. Calliys may be kind and understanding one moment, then snappy and dark at the next. She has no real path in life, she just lets life bring her whereever it may. Calliys expects nothing of any wolven, and she is the kind of femme to not give her heart away at the flash of a handsome face.
Parents: Alphess Fleao and Alpha Dusty of Genymede
Siblings: Clay Whisp (m)
History: A sandy brown brute padded back and forth, anxious. He was in front of a big cave that went very far into the mountainside. The entrance was covered with hanging linchen, so no wolf could peer inside. His name was Dusty, and he was the alpha of Genymede. The reason his paw prints had paced the leaves so many times, was that he was waiting for the birth of his cubs. Inside was Dusty's mate, Fleao. She had been there for a couple hours, leaving Dusty outside. Rules state that a new father couldn't see his pups untill he could woe them out by himself. Dusty pricked his ears as he heard the heay breathing of his mate. He sat down worried, and waited for his cubs to be born.
Inside, Fleao gazed lovingly at the first cub. He was a redish hue and his eyes were shut, like every newborn. She licked him happily. The next cub was brown, and a lovely female she was. Fleao yawned, and rested her head apon her tired paws as the cubs suckled away. The next day, the cubs were active and already playing with another. Outside, Dusty was trying to draw them out. "C'mere, little ones. Come outside to meet your father" He barked now and then. The pups couldn't hear him, but he still called to them none the less. The older brother, still without a name, tusslted with his sister happily, their fathers calls droned out by their anticts.
Weeks later, the cubs had their eyes and ears opened and fully working. Dusty had managed to call them out, and now was time for their Naming Ceremony. The whole pack had gathered by the Highrocks to see their Alpha's cubs. As the cubs walked out beside each other, howls, barks and yips greeted them. The male seemed to beam with happness, while the female seemed to shrink back a bit. Her brother nudged her, and they both went up together. The pack Addvisor was the one to call upon the gods to name them. He sat at the ledge's end, gazing down at the two pups. "The male, shall be known as Clay" He mumbled. The pack greeted Clay with a welcoming cheer. He beamed and smirked. He padded over to the edge to show himself off to the pack. "And you...Calliys" The Addvisor called to the female pup, now named Calliys. She, unike her brother, just crept silently towards her den as the pack howled with glee.
After that day, Calliys knew that life as the Alphess' Heir wouldn't do for her. Calliys had told her brother to cover for her. So, after a couple of weeks, when Calliys was around 7 months old, she left for her freedom. After that day, Calliys became stronger. She loved her new life as a free wolf. True, now she was just a Kerl, but she didn't seem to care that much. Calliys travelled far and wide. When she was 2 years old, she decided that she had to find herself a pack. Calliys shrugged off the thought. When she found a sutible pack, she wouldn know. Until then, Calliys would run free.
Alignment: Neutral
Codeword: Oranges and Peaches
