Post by Malevolent on Apr 23, 2020 16:28:18 GMT -5
Character Full Name: Omorose Kamilah Osaze-Omari FH User: Malevolent Discord User: Malevolent#1701 Approx. Age Of Character: 4 Years Desired Character Rank: Te'eko/Gnavi (pending final decision) How Did You Come Across Us? FH Forums & Friend Do you accept both IC and OOC rules?: Yes. Signed; Omorose Roleplay Sample:
The black masked, white chested femme would slink quietly in the darkness of the night. Her soft agile paws had not produced a sound as she would pirouette in search of a meal. Tracking and tracing the locations of local hare's, rabbits, squirrels, and nearby vole she wished to tackle something larger. Attempting to trace any local herd of caribou or deer the dove would stop short as the fragrance of fresh milk danced in the air. She'd pause in step as if pointing in a distinct direction, marigold pools would scan the perimeter before continuing forward. Drawing closer to the sweet scent the sound of squealing would be audible. Once more the maiden would press on cautiously as a pack of masculine's were known to roam about she would arrive at the mouth of a burrow.
She would stop once more and observe the perimeter before entering. To her surprise the burrow was empty, that was until a meek cry managed to escape a small bundle of fur. Drawing closer to the bundle there were three tots curled into a tight ball of fur. A dirt painted pup with ashen markings, a stone and brown flecked tyke, and an alabaster tot with black flecks. She'd furrow her brow slightly these markings appeared familiar. Shoving her snout gently against their small bodies she'd determine the sexes to be that of all male. 'Perhaps these are the pups of the patriarchal pack ruled by males and strictly males.' There had only been one female she had managed to stalk one time flocked by a cohort of masculines. She never saw her again but perhaps these pups belonged to the lass.
Her thoughts would disappear as the presence of a masculine covered in the stench of blood would enter. Almost instantly would the dove shield the youth with her body baring her fangs and snarling as the masculine seemed surprised by her presence. He would attempt to charm her with half-heartened compliments before tackling her to the ground. She'd push herself away from the bundles of fur and snap her powerful jaws on the masculine's nape. He'd pull in an opposing direction willingly accepting a portion of the skin on his neck would be ripped away. She would utilize the moment to blind the brute with his own flesh and fur, kick him off of her and grab a nearby stick with her jaws and utilize the stick to pierce his lungs. An exasperated yelp would escape his maw as he'd land onto the ground. She would loom over him until his life had slowly and painfully begun to fade away. She would lay beside the innocent youth's and continue to watch over the limp silhouette of the brute before her.