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NAME
Luxe |
AGE
4 |
GENDER
Female |
EYE COLOR
Cerulean Blue |
APPEARANCE
With a pelt the hue of freshly fallen snow and eyes a piercing cerulean, Luxe is intriguing. She has a small, willowy frame weighing in at only 53 lbs full grown and reaching a height of 25" from paw to shoulder. She was born for speed and endurance with long, deceptively powerful legs and a barreled chest encasing strong lungs. One unusual thing about her is the length of her tail wish is abnormally long and bushy. She also has paws that appear to have been dipped in darkness, fading into her otherwise white fur.
PERSONALITY
Luxe is gentle and soft spoken with a very big heart, but it takes a lot to coax her out of her naturally reserved shell. She finds it easier to be around pups and will find herself protecting them (even if they are not her own) with her life. Aside from her overwhelming desire to protect the young, she is incredibly submissive and wouldn't fight for any other reason. Once she does bond to someone, she will be hard pressed to leave their side.
HISTORY
Luxe has no memory of her life before now, having probably suffered from a severe trauma and repressed her prior life or a case of amnesia.
IMPRINTABILITY
Able to be imprinted on
OOC INFORMATION
Mione
Yes I have read the rules. There is a 200 word post minimum. I've role played with Castle for many many years and am finally back in the rp world and know this to be a really great site. Also owner of Omega and decided I wanted to rp stickly wolves for once.
michelleanne23@hotmail.com (email) mioneboo (chatango/aim) 8/31/90 (bday)
SAMPLE POST
{Luka to Asya on Omega}
He ignores her indignant snort when he shielded her from them, not wanting to hear her displeasure though as her hand wraps around his arm and she shifts behind him Luka can’t help but flex instinctively. Part of him wanting her to release him, part of him wanting to show he was strong and capable… Though as her fingers run up his spine he can’t help but tense, his eyes shutting briefly – not liking the feeling that was coursing through his veins. Not the urge to shift, but the urge to lean into her touch. He was very new to this entire experience – though if she asked he would tell her in wolf terms, he had always been an alpha among his friends. It was why after so long, they would still flock to him with no prying questions.
Luka felt… relieved after his friends disappeared from sight. He should have been happy to see them, ecstatic even considering it had been over a year since he had even talked to them, but the thought of what he was and how much of a danger he could bring to them made him freeze. There was a reason his father had kept him either behind locked doors or sent him to stay with his grandparents, and Luka couldn’t fault his dad’s logic. He was dangerous. One wrong move, one split second of letting his anger get the best of him, and he could not only kill someone – he could turn someone with a bite, and that to Luka was even worse.
“Let me see your schedule,” Luka doesn’t want to leave Asya stranded in the middle of the hallways, but he also doesn’t want to get too close to her or lead her on. Yes, they were the same. But only so much as they were both monsters. That is where their similarities stopped. Asya relished her wolfskin, thought of it as not just who she was but what she was born to be. It was something to be proud of in her eyes, and Luka just couldn’t do that. He was an abomination. More than that, he was a predatory monster that put every human around him at dire risk. It made his skin crawl.
It amazes him how he could read her. Not openly, but the subtle way she shifted her body, the barely contained crease of aggravation between her eyes. And for a moment, after her sheep comment, Luka wants to throw his head back and bark a laugh. He too could see the correlation, though this was the first time he had ever heard humans referred to as sheep. For a moment Luka is suddenly jealous of the girl in front of him. She had it so easy, being born into all of this with a family that praised what she was instead of shunned it. He had had no one, and still he had no one – though as he studies Asya he figures it is by choice that this is true.
“Come on Anastasiya, you can’t chicken out on your first day.” Though even as he says the words, Luka wonders if he means them for her or for him as well. Snatching her schedule out of her hands his eyes scan the piece of paper and a smirk pulls at his lips.
“We have homeroom together, World History with Warren.” He gives her a cock of his head as his lower lip suddenly puffs out.
“You’re not going to make me go alone are you?”