Post by Antiva on Jul 9, 2015 7:39:53 GMT -8
Character Name : Antiva
Sex : Female
Gender: Female
Age: 2 1/2
Physical Description: Antiva is a monstrous wolf. She stands at an impressive 39 inches and bottoms out just shy of 110 pounds and almost all of it, is pure, raw muscle. Her pelt is pure black as inky and dark as a ravens wing and her eyes are a stormy gray. Her paws are big, her bones are strong, everything about her screams warrior. She's clad in thick muscle and built for power and raw strength, not so much agility or speed. Antiva is also covered in scars. Bits of her pelt are simply missing and if one were to part the thick pelt she was born with, they would see the grotesque markings of her survival. She carves an intimidating figure on any battlefield and with the stoic look usually plastered across her maw... most leave well enough alone.
Personality : Antiva is a challenging personality. Stoic at her best, downright harsh at her worst, the dame dosen't have many friends or allies at all for that matter. Honesty, respect and loyalty are important to Antiva, she has a fierce temper but so long as people treat her with respect she gladly returns the favor. She's a warrior first whose never taken kindly to insult and there isn't a challenge in this world that Antiva won't rise to meet. Determined, head strong, powerful and downright malicious in combat she makes for a powerful enemy or an impressive ally... if one can weasel their way through the miniscule cracks in the chinks of her armor.
Her softer side is rarely seen and it takes a very long time to get her to open up about anything. She dosen't talk about her past to anyone and a gentle side of the stoic creature is largely reserved for her mate. She can be loving, if not a touch rough in her affections but her body, her soul and her mind all belong to Jude. She's eternally loyal and faithful to him. There is no one that could ever take his place, she will have him or no one at all.
History: Antiva's mother was a rogue who was raped in the midst of her heat and filled with pups... four to be exact. The wolfess did her best not to feel bitter or estranged towards her litter, but in her young years Antiva never really knew that undying feeling of her mothers love. Two of the litter were stillborn and the third died of a respiratory infection he'd been born with... which left Antiva alone. Her mother ensured she was well taken care of, fed and warm... but she lacked in affection. Antiva was a burden to her and nothing more. Her mothers shining moment was shortly after Antiva's fourth month. A small group of rapid rogues came upon them and her mother died in a vain attempt to keep them from reaching her pup.
Antiva fled, her tiny body unable to fend off the rogues who'd attacked them for no other reason than the simple fact that they could. She learned to scavenge and keep moving and on the rare occassion they caught up to her... they nearly mauled her to death half a dozen times and by the time she was approaching her first year, Antiva had been mauled, raped, beaten down, abused and used so many times that the dame was far more feral than intelligent wolf. Two days before her first birthday, she got tired of running and turned to face the three rogues. She took them on head first and while she got a few good shots in... they would have killed her if not for the sudden appearence of another wolf.
She would later learn his name as Jude and while she began just as nasty and untamed when it came to him... he worked with her, refused to give up on her, begged his father to let her join their back and slowly but surely Antiva calmed and settled. She formed a bond with Jude that was simply...unbreakable. It was slow and developed steadily over time but the large ebony dame's focus slowly shifted to revolve around him and when he finally asked her to be his... it came as no surprise to anyone that Antiva said yes.
For a year she had peace. For an entire year Antiva was content and happy until their pack was attacked, it was a brutal overtake and Lennon perished while the rest of the pack was forced to flee, lest they be added to the slaughter. Antiva was seperated from Jude, forced to scatter with the rest of the pack and once the dust settled his scent was gone. She spent weeks scouring the immediate area to no avail but she refuses to give up, its been six months since she's seen him but it's become her singular goal in life, the driving force behind her body. She will find him... or she'll die trying.
Additional: Nope ^^
Stat Point : Strength
Code Word 1 : mathematic
Code Word 2: petunia
Code Word 3: warfare
Code Word Four : honey
Other: She loves on Jude so hard.
How did you get here? : Maddie.
Sex : Female
Gender: Female
Age: 2 1/2
Physical Description: Antiva is a monstrous wolf. She stands at an impressive 39 inches and bottoms out just shy of 110 pounds and almost all of it, is pure, raw muscle. Her pelt is pure black as inky and dark as a ravens wing and her eyes are a stormy gray. Her paws are big, her bones are strong, everything about her screams warrior. She's clad in thick muscle and built for power and raw strength, not so much agility or speed. Antiva is also covered in scars. Bits of her pelt are simply missing and if one were to part the thick pelt she was born with, they would see the grotesque markings of her survival. She carves an intimidating figure on any battlefield and with the stoic look usually plastered across her maw... most leave well enough alone.
Personality : Antiva is a challenging personality. Stoic at her best, downright harsh at her worst, the dame dosen't have many friends or allies at all for that matter. Honesty, respect and loyalty are important to Antiva, she has a fierce temper but so long as people treat her with respect she gladly returns the favor. She's a warrior first whose never taken kindly to insult and there isn't a challenge in this world that Antiva won't rise to meet. Determined, head strong, powerful and downright malicious in combat she makes for a powerful enemy or an impressive ally... if one can weasel their way through the miniscule cracks in the chinks of her armor.
Her softer side is rarely seen and it takes a very long time to get her to open up about anything. She dosen't talk about her past to anyone and a gentle side of the stoic creature is largely reserved for her mate. She can be loving, if not a touch rough in her affections but her body, her soul and her mind all belong to Jude. She's eternally loyal and faithful to him. There is no one that could ever take his place, she will have him or no one at all.
History: Antiva's mother was a rogue who was raped in the midst of her heat and filled with pups... four to be exact. The wolfess did her best not to feel bitter or estranged towards her litter, but in her young years Antiva never really knew that undying feeling of her mothers love. Two of the litter were stillborn and the third died of a respiratory infection he'd been born with... which left Antiva alone. Her mother ensured she was well taken care of, fed and warm... but she lacked in affection. Antiva was a burden to her and nothing more. Her mothers shining moment was shortly after Antiva's fourth month. A small group of rapid rogues came upon them and her mother died in a vain attempt to keep them from reaching her pup.
Antiva fled, her tiny body unable to fend off the rogues who'd attacked them for no other reason than the simple fact that they could. She learned to scavenge and keep moving and on the rare occassion they caught up to her... they nearly mauled her to death half a dozen times and by the time she was approaching her first year, Antiva had been mauled, raped, beaten down, abused and used so many times that the dame was far more feral than intelligent wolf. Two days before her first birthday, she got tired of running and turned to face the three rogues. She took them on head first and while she got a few good shots in... they would have killed her if not for the sudden appearence of another wolf.
She would later learn his name as Jude and while she began just as nasty and untamed when it came to him... he worked with her, refused to give up on her, begged his father to let her join their back and slowly but surely Antiva calmed and settled. She formed a bond with Jude that was simply...unbreakable. It was slow and developed steadily over time but the large ebony dame's focus slowly shifted to revolve around him and when he finally asked her to be his... it came as no surprise to anyone that Antiva said yes.
For a year she had peace. For an entire year Antiva was content and happy until their pack was attacked, it was a brutal overtake and Lennon perished while the rest of the pack was forced to flee, lest they be added to the slaughter. Antiva was seperated from Jude, forced to scatter with the rest of the pack and once the dust settled his scent was gone. She spent weeks scouring the immediate area to no avail but she refuses to give up, its been six months since she's seen him but it's become her singular goal in life, the driving force behind her body. She will find him... or she'll die trying.
Additional: Nope ^^
Stat Point : Strength
Code Word 1 : mathematic
Code Word 2: petunia
Code Word 3: warfare
Code Word Four : honey
Other: She loves on Jude so hard.
How did you get here? : Maddie.
