Post by scrii on Jun 27, 2006 2:31:21 GMT -5
Name: Nethersin
Gender: Female
Species: Caracal
Age: 2 years
Height: 3'2" at shoulder
Weight: 78 lbs (without extras)
Pack: None yet
Parents: Felagund (f), Cerathor (a.k.a. Stain) (m)
Mate: None yet
Offspring: N/A
Personality: Nethersin is calm, collected and gentle, and likes to avoid fights. Sometimes this can make her seem like a wimp, but she just doesn't like to have her or others shed blood over matters that could be resolved by other means. She lives on the thought that she should help others, find a mate, and continue the caracal race, as long as it doesn't involve too much bloodshed. She has good social skills, and is friendly to all she meets, unless they seem shifty. She has a slight obsession with the number '3,' but she does not have a 'lucky number.' She is not superstitious: rather, she dislikes the practice of astrology and whimsical ideas as such.
Appearance:
Nethersin is a caracal who is mainly silver-blue in colour, with variations in shade as markings. She wears a 3-layered necklace, three earrings in each ear and bracelets attached with a gold chain.
Picture:
History:
Nethersin was born to Felagund and Cerathor (also known as Stain), in a litter of 3 (three again!). She lived in Cralera, a neutral territory far off, and they lived in a largely-expanded rabbit warren. She has still not learned that caracals normally do not grow up underground. Her parents never paid much attention to her, as she had no special talents: her younger sister, Sailee, could climb trees when she was only two months old, and her older brother, Talore, could hunt and fight as well as any adolescent when he was very young.
Then Sailee was attacked and killed by a band of rogue hyenas when she was but four months old, and this forced the small family to move to a different area. But Nethersin's older brother was taken away to serve in the great war, and she was alone. Her parents neglected her even more, and they took her far away, saying they were going on a holiday. Nethersin was exhilarated that they loved her. Her parents took her to a small clearing and said to wait there, for they would bring her a surprise. Nethersin was only six months old, and she squealed in delight, waiting patiently.
But her parents never came back. Nethersin was heartbroken, and she never forgot the cruelty that her parents did to her. She vowed to never be like them, and she learnt the rest of the life skills by herself. She sometimes looted empty caves and found jewellery which she donned.
She then aimlessly wandered, coming into the part of Sweden where Kloteck Omen is based. She warmed up to this new land and she stayed there.
(NOTE: Sailee wasn't really killed, but her parents led the other two in believing so when they saw her body crumpled at the peak of a boulder, being gullible. She is now bitter, hating her parents for abandoning her.
Talore is not dead either, he didn't get killed in the war. But when he returned, his family had moved again, and he, too, became a wanderer. He is war-scarred and tired, but he is strong at heart and good-willed. He has nothing against his family.)
Gender: Female
Species: Caracal
Age: 2 years
Height: 3'2" at shoulder
Weight: 78 lbs (without extras)
Pack: None yet
Parents: Felagund (f), Cerathor (a.k.a. Stain) (m)
Mate: None yet
Offspring: N/A
Personality: Nethersin is calm, collected and gentle, and likes to avoid fights. Sometimes this can make her seem like a wimp, but she just doesn't like to have her or others shed blood over matters that could be resolved by other means. She lives on the thought that she should help others, find a mate, and continue the caracal race, as long as it doesn't involve too much bloodshed. She has good social skills, and is friendly to all she meets, unless they seem shifty. She has a slight obsession with the number '3,' but she does not have a 'lucky number.' She is not superstitious: rather, she dislikes the practice of astrology and whimsical ideas as such.
Appearance:
Nethersin is a caracal who is mainly silver-blue in colour, with variations in shade as markings. She wears a 3-layered necklace, three earrings in each ear and bracelets attached with a gold chain.
Picture:
History:
Nethersin was born to Felagund and Cerathor (also known as Stain), in a litter of 3 (three again!). She lived in Cralera, a neutral territory far off, and they lived in a largely-expanded rabbit warren. She has still not learned that caracals normally do not grow up underground. Her parents never paid much attention to her, as she had no special talents: her younger sister, Sailee, could climb trees when she was only two months old, and her older brother, Talore, could hunt and fight as well as any adolescent when he was very young.
Then Sailee was attacked and killed by a band of rogue hyenas when she was but four months old, and this forced the small family to move to a different area. But Nethersin's older brother was taken away to serve in the great war, and she was alone. Her parents neglected her even more, and they took her far away, saying they were going on a holiday. Nethersin was exhilarated that they loved her. Her parents took her to a small clearing and said to wait there, for they would bring her a surprise. Nethersin was only six months old, and she squealed in delight, waiting patiently.
But her parents never came back. Nethersin was heartbroken, and she never forgot the cruelty that her parents did to her. She vowed to never be like them, and she learnt the rest of the life skills by herself. She sometimes looted empty caves and found jewellery which she donned.
She then aimlessly wandered, coming into the part of Sweden where Kloteck Omen is based. She warmed up to this new land and she stayed there.
(NOTE: Sailee wasn't really killed, but her parents led the other two in believing so when they saw her body crumpled at the peak of a boulder, being gullible. She is now bitter, hating her parents for abandoning her.
Talore is not dead either, he didn't get killed in the war. But when he returned, his family had moved again, and he, too, became a wanderer. He is war-scarred and tired, but he is strong at heart and good-willed. He has nothing against his family.)
