Post by Mad Hatter Ermine on Dec 5, 2009 17:26:40 GMT -5
OOC:
Master ~ Darkana
Network ~ vampira69@live.com
Reference ~ Glintfur told me
IC:
Title ~ Moriko Snow
Life ~ 19
Marked ~ Female
Race ~ vampire-anthrope ermine/stoat
Essence ~ Natural Shape Shifter
Path ~ Good
Career ~ Traveling bounty hunter
Talents ~ Adept at sword-play; can shift into any animal she sees; however, she cannot shift into any other anthrope forms.
Reflection ~ white(or brown/creamy-tan, depending on the season) fur with longer fur on her head, resembling hair. (it's more like bangs, but whatever), and fangs which barely peek from under her top lip, and dark borwn, almost black eyes.
Psyche ~ She is rather playful, and sometimes doesn't take things as seriously as she should. This sometimes leads to her becoming injured, or caught in a bad situation. However, she does have a serious side to her, sometimes coupled with a mean streak. She also loves meat and carrots, is rather tomboyish, and can be a bit cocky.
Biography ~ She was raised in a forest with her three brothers, mother, and father, and loved playing in the snow. As she got older, it became quite clear that she had an affinity for swords. Her father took this chance to train her, and as she grew older she eventually left, longing for the sight of new places. Soon after, at the age of 18, she met John, and started to travel with him, becoming a bounty hunter herself.
Forgotten ~Morkio is Japanese, meaning "forest child"; "hair" will change color with her fur as seasons change; speaks with an Irish accent; her tomboyish attitude comes from living with three brothers; loves to improvise; her physical age and her real age are both the same at this point(her body will stop aging when she turns 20)
Snapshot ~ (Coming soon)
Prowess ~ (-continued from John's bio-) She held her leg tightly with one hand, looking up at him with a sheepish smile. "It's not like I meant for it to happen," she said lightly, her voice somewhat like fresh winter snow. (if snow could talk) She looked up as she heard the screech from John's gryfon above, who's name she could never remember. Street, maybe? She looked back at her partner to see him raking his fingers through his hair, and she knew he was worried about how her injured leg could set them back. "Don't worry," she said, smiling despite her pain. "I'm sure we'll be alright. After all, you've got the experience to handle this." She shut up when she received a glare in return.
Master ~ Darkana
Network ~ vampira69@live.com
Reference ~ Glintfur told me
IC:
Title ~ Moriko Snow
Life ~ 19
Marked ~ Female
Race ~ vampire-anthrope ermine/stoat
Essence ~ Natural Shape Shifter
Path ~ Good
Career ~ Traveling bounty hunter
Talents ~ Adept at sword-play; can shift into any animal she sees; however, she cannot shift into any other anthrope forms.
Reflection ~ white(or brown/creamy-tan, depending on the season) fur with longer fur on her head, resembling hair. (it's more like bangs, but whatever), and fangs which barely peek from under her top lip, and dark borwn, almost black eyes.
Psyche ~ She is rather playful, and sometimes doesn't take things as seriously as she should. This sometimes leads to her becoming injured, or caught in a bad situation. However, she does have a serious side to her, sometimes coupled with a mean streak. She also loves meat and carrots, is rather tomboyish, and can be a bit cocky.
Biography ~ She was raised in a forest with her three brothers, mother, and father, and loved playing in the snow. As she got older, it became quite clear that she had an affinity for swords. Her father took this chance to train her, and as she grew older she eventually left, longing for the sight of new places. Soon after, at the age of 18, she met John, and started to travel with him, becoming a bounty hunter herself.
Forgotten ~Morkio is Japanese, meaning "forest child"; "hair" will change color with her fur as seasons change; speaks with an Irish accent; her tomboyish attitude comes from living with three brothers; loves to improvise; her physical age and her real age are both the same at this point(her body will stop aging when she turns 20)
Snapshot ~ (Coming soon)
Prowess ~ (-continued from John's bio-) She held her leg tightly with one hand, looking up at him with a sheepish smile. "It's not like I meant for it to happen," she said lightly, her voice somewhat like fresh winter snow. (if snow could talk) She looked up as she heard the screech from John's gryfon above, who's name she could never remember. Street, maybe? She looked back at her partner to see him raking his fingers through his hair, and she knew he was worried about how her injured leg could set them back. "Don't worry," she said, smiling despite her pain. "I'm sure we'll be alright. After all, you've got the experience to handle this." She shut up when she received a glare in return.
