Post by {C.atastrophe's Saint} on Feb 11, 2012 11:59:10 GMT -5
» Name: Symle
» Age: Three
» Gender: Female
» Vahva member?:Yes, Ciryo’s personal slave.
» Personality:
Quiet, silent almost, is the best way to describe this beauty, many whom have not heard Symle speak believe her to be a mute. This is simply not the case, and a caressing, soothing sing-song, southern voice will touch your ears if you are lucky enough to hear it. The canine lives in a world of silence because it brings peace to her, her way of being brought up, and she truly believes it is the best way she can be respectful. Now, don’t get me wrong, she will speak to you if necessary, or to simply share her name, but the rest of the time, Symle is silent. Why would she have reason to speak? Her entire life was formed around her Vahva position, a slave, nothing. Despite this outlook of worth to her pack mates, Symle leads a happy life, attempting to find the goodness of life. Due to this behaviour, she is very in touch with nature and deeply understands healing; in fact she thoroughly enjoys seeing the new life, the look of hope in someone’s eyes as she slips a soothing herbal concoction upon their wounds. This passion has made her an extreme asset to the Vahva pack and their lead healer, despite her low-ranking status.
Peace is something the young wolf would preach when she speaks, she loves the sanctity of keeping things peaceful and if her advice was asked, she would often turn to the idea of love rather than hate, peace instead of war, silence over arguing. She could be considered hippy-ish, but Symle takes no rebellious stances to show her positions on life, she knows all too well that one must live for their idealistic, and avoids the thoughts that swim within her mind to share her ideas unless called upon.
Symle is an intelligent wolf; this much is obvious from her healing abilities and the way her words seem much beyond her years. She is naive though, and often falls to the entrapment of pretty words and promises, trying to see the good in everyone, she rarely sees the bad, and due to this, the bad intentions often go unnoticed with her. This deception that she often falls victim to has left Symle hurt, and often times scared, this fear usually only showing in her sleep when she awakes from her own screaming. This fear may bristle underneath the surface when she is surrounded by others, but she has a tendency to hide it to the best of her abilities. She is often viewed as easy-going within the presence of others, when she is really, fighting an internal battle.
To those whom move past their fear, Symle is quite loyal and affectionate towards. Though strangely enough, Ciryo, the wolf holding her closely as a slave, has gotten into Symle’s good books, somehow, and she is strongly loyal and affectionate towards him. If she is not healing, you will often find Symle in the company of the Vahva pack leader, trailing behind him like a silent ghost.
Her temper is minimal, and the few times that Symle becomes angry, she becomes a cold, defiant bitch. Though rarely does this take place, it is not a sight that you want to see.
» Appearance:
Despite her wordless views on the world, Symle’s body screams for attention. A bright, vivid shiny white coat beckons the eyes around her to her, almost as if she blends deeply into the snowy days of winter. Flecks of black layer the tops of her hair, giving the effect of the occasional silver patches, although only in the right sunlight, this same black layer covers the inside of Symle’s ears. This glistening coat is matched with deep black lines around her eyes, lips and her nails have the same onyx coloring. Along with this, a tall, long body, although not so much as to make her gangly, gives her an all around alluring feel, she stands even taller than the average female, yet not so much that she overlooks a lot of males. To match these features, Symle’s slave like life has left her with no need for body conditioning, and although healthy, her muscles are not buff, leaving her looking delicate, slim, and a very breakable look. However, these features have left Symle agile, fast, and can take off at speeds that are usually limited to those of her body type. When she moves, it’s as if she’s gliding across the ground, her walk, a simple dance that is hard to replicate, giving her grace and beauty.
Despite her rough up taking, her body has the rare scar here and there, all healed to the point of almost invisibility. Though one evidently sickening scar traces along down the inside of her right front leg where a scar pierced her flesh and left the skin mangled and healed incorrectly, this is the one feature Symle does her best to hide from others.
To finish off the rest of her body, Symle has an extremely striking feature; she was blessed with two different colored eyes. One blue and one gray eye both look as if they have icy frosting, looking look down upon the world with kindness and sincerity.
» History:
Symle was born into the rebellion, her mother being the sister of the rebel leader, Sieera. When the rebellion fell, and the traitors were capture, Symle was but a month old when her parents died at the jaws of Ciryo, and she was tossed to the healers to raise. This is where the female quickly picked up her own healing skills, often times assisting and fetching for the healers.
When she came of two years old, Ciryo marked her as head heeler, and he took a keen interest in. This interest sparked romance for Symle, however she has never once shared her feelings with the male, and instead gives in to his every whim, when he beckons, Symle runs. Thus, she has been seen as Ciryo's personal slave and healer.
» Age: Three
» Gender: Female
» Vahva member?:Yes, Ciryo’s personal slave.
» Personality:
Quiet, silent almost, is the best way to describe this beauty, many whom have not heard Symle speak believe her to be a mute. This is simply not the case, and a caressing, soothing sing-song, southern voice will touch your ears if you are lucky enough to hear it. The canine lives in a world of silence because it brings peace to her, her way of being brought up, and she truly believes it is the best way she can be respectful. Now, don’t get me wrong, she will speak to you if necessary, or to simply share her name, but the rest of the time, Symle is silent. Why would she have reason to speak? Her entire life was formed around her Vahva position, a slave, nothing. Despite this outlook of worth to her pack mates, Symle leads a happy life, attempting to find the goodness of life. Due to this behaviour, she is very in touch with nature and deeply understands healing; in fact she thoroughly enjoys seeing the new life, the look of hope in someone’s eyes as she slips a soothing herbal concoction upon their wounds. This passion has made her an extreme asset to the Vahva pack and their lead healer, despite her low-ranking status.
Peace is something the young wolf would preach when she speaks, she loves the sanctity of keeping things peaceful and if her advice was asked, she would often turn to the idea of love rather than hate, peace instead of war, silence over arguing. She could be considered hippy-ish, but Symle takes no rebellious stances to show her positions on life, she knows all too well that one must live for their idealistic, and avoids the thoughts that swim within her mind to share her ideas unless called upon.
Symle is an intelligent wolf; this much is obvious from her healing abilities and the way her words seem much beyond her years. She is naive though, and often falls to the entrapment of pretty words and promises, trying to see the good in everyone, she rarely sees the bad, and due to this, the bad intentions often go unnoticed with her. This deception that she often falls victim to has left Symle hurt, and often times scared, this fear usually only showing in her sleep when she awakes from her own screaming. This fear may bristle underneath the surface when she is surrounded by others, but she has a tendency to hide it to the best of her abilities. She is often viewed as easy-going within the presence of others, when she is really, fighting an internal battle.
To those whom move past their fear, Symle is quite loyal and affectionate towards. Though strangely enough, Ciryo, the wolf holding her closely as a slave, has gotten into Symle’s good books, somehow, and she is strongly loyal and affectionate towards him. If she is not healing, you will often find Symle in the company of the Vahva pack leader, trailing behind him like a silent ghost.
Her temper is minimal, and the few times that Symle becomes angry, she becomes a cold, defiant bitch. Though rarely does this take place, it is not a sight that you want to see.
» Appearance:
Despite her wordless views on the world, Symle’s body screams for attention. A bright, vivid shiny white coat beckons the eyes around her to her, almost as if she blends deeply into the snowy days of winter. Flecks of black layer the tops of her hair, giving the effect of the occasional silver patches, although only in the right sunlight, this same black layer covers the inside of Symle’s ears. This glistening coat is matched with deep black lines around her eyes, lips and her nails have the same onyx coloring. Along with this, a tall, long body, although not so much as to make her gangly, gives her an all around alluring feel, she stands even taller than the average female, yet not so much that she overlooks a lot of males. To match these features, Symle’s slave like life has left her with no need for body conditioning, and although healthy, her muscles are not buff, leaving her looking delicate, slim, and a very breakable look. However, these features have left Symle agile, fast, and can take off at speeds that are usually limited to those of her body type. When she moves, it’s as if she’s gliding across the ground, her walk, a simple dance that is hard to replicate, giving her grace and beauty.
Despite her rough up taking, her body has the rare scar here and there, all healed to the point of almost invisibility. Though one evidently sickening scar traces along down the inside of her right front leg where a scar pierced her flesh and left the skin mangled and healed incorrectly, this is the one feature Symle does her best to hide from others.
To finish off the rest of her body, Symle has an extremely striking feature; she was blessed with two different colored eyes. One blue and one gray eye both look as if they have icy frosting, looking look down upon the world with kindness and sincerity.
» History:
Symle was born into the rebellion, her mother being the sister of the rebel leader, Sieera. When the rebellion fell, and the traitors were capture, Symle was but a month old when her parents died at the jaws of Ciryo, and she was tossed to the healers to raise. This is where the female quickly picked up her own healing skills, often times assisting and fetching for the healers.
When she came of two years old, Ciryo marked her as head heeler, and he took a keen interest in. This interest sparked romance for Symle, however she has never once shared her feelings with the male, and instead gives in to his every whim, when he beckons, Symle runs. Thus, she has been seen as Ciryo's personal slave and healer.
