Post by vara on Oct 31, 2008 11:34:21 GMT -6
Name: Vara.
Age: 2 1/2 years.
Gender: Female.
Clan: Zilanthin.
Herd: None.
Mate: N/A.
Friends: N/A.
Family: N/A.
Species: Black Panther.
Physical Description: Like most panthers, Vara's physique is long and lithe, with short, stocky legs but powerful muscles as taut as a bowstring. Her elongated, sinuous tail is about the same length as her entire body, and provides much - if not most - of her coordination and balance, which is as fine-tuned as a highwire trapeze artist. Her paws are large and house a deadly arsenal of two-inch claws, perfectly adapted for springing up trees or cleaving the skulls of her prey. Her ears are average sized and rounded at the top, and her muzzle is short but narrow, concealing a lethal forest of sharpened fangs. Her coat is as dark as a raven's wing, short in length and silken smooth in texture, clearly defining the rippling musculature beneath; although monochromatic, on her rump are a patch of lighter rosette spots, marring the otherwise flawless dark color of her pelt. The she-panther's most comely features, however, are her eyes: Two pinpricks of shadowy violet.
Personality: Vara is a pretty thing, truly... But her demeanor is akin to that of a disgruntled electric eel. Her overall persona can be divided into two sectors: Poisoned velvet and wildwind harpy.
Poisoned velvet// The "gentler" side of Vara, if it can be called thus. In this sedate state, to the easily manipulated of mind she can appear svelte and even charming; but to those with a trained eye she is like a coiled serpent scenting the air with its wily tongue. She is cordial and amiable, to a degree, towards friend, foe, and stranger alike, personable and deceptively diplomatic. One false move, however - one verbal stumble - will invite the Harpy.
The Harpy// Foul, cruel, and abusive; all of these adjectives describe Vara in one of her "stormier" moods. Diplomacy and gregariousness all but forgotten, the panthress has no qualms about inflicting pain on those who dare cross her in this wildwind state. All of her words are not spoken but spat like cobra venom into the eyes of her agitators, and her ears are deaf to all other speech but her own, her mind closed to all reason but her own. Basically, a contemptuous hag.
History: Pending.
Role Play Sample: Pending.
Picture:
Age: 2 1/2 years.
Gender: Female.
Clan: Zilanthin.
Herd: None.
Mate: N/A.
Friends: N/A.
Family: N/A.
Species: Black Panther.
Physical Description: Like most panthers, Vara's physique is long and lithe, with short, stocky legs but powerful muscles as taut as a bowstring. Her elongated, sinuous tail is about the same length as her entire body, and provides much - if not most - of her coordination and balance, which is as fine-tuned as a highwire trapeze artist. Her paws are large and house a deadly arsenal of two-inch claws, perfectly adapted for springing up trees or cleaving the skulls of her prey. Her ears are average sized and rounded at the top, and her muzzle is short but narrow, concealing a lethal forest of sharpened fangs. Her coat is as dark as a raven's wing, short in length and silken smooth in texture, clearly defining the rippling musculature beneath; although monochromatic, on her rump are a patch of lighter rosette spots, marring the otherwise flawless dark color of her pelt. The she-panther's most comely features, however, are her eyes: Two pinpricks of shadowy violet.
Personality: Vara is a pretty thing, truly... But her demeanor is akin to that of a disgruntled electric eel. Her overall persona can be divided into two sectors: Poisoned velvet and wildwind harpy.
Poisoned velvet// The "gentler" side of Vara, if it can be called thus. In this sedate state, to the easily manipulated of mind she can appear svelte and even charming; but to those with a trained eye she is like a coiled serpent scenting the air with its wily tongue. She is cordial and amiable, to a degree, towards friend, foe, and stranger alike, personable and deceptively diplomatic. One false move, however - one verbal stumble - will invite the Harpy.
The Harpy// Foul, cruel, and abusive; all of these adjectives describe Vara in one of her "stormier" moods. Diplomacy and gregariousness all but forgotten, the panthress has no qualms about inflicting pain on those who dare cross her in this wildwind state. All of her words are not spoken but spat like cobra venom into the eyes of her agitators, and her ears are deaf to all other speech but her own, her mind closed to all reason but her own. Basically, a contemptuous hag.
History: Pending.
Role Play Sample: Pending.
Picture: