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Kelta, the Wolf

Post by Kelta on Sun Jul 19, 2015 11:25 pm

Name: Kelta Ambross
Nickname: The Sneak, The Liar
Age: 24 years old
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Straight

Personality: Kelta is a strange person. She loves to hide and watch people not find her but she also likes to be seen and run from people. She loves to cause trouble and steal stuff and run from the cops that follow. She tends to hang out in the woods, hiding by trees and bushes. She tends to stay to the shadows, knowing that they hide her better than in plain sight. She can be aggressive especially if just woken up. She likes to immobilize her opponent and pin them down instead of fighting them. And while she acts like she would she would rather not kill her foe and doesn't like to kill people. And if you ever argue with her she will make sure that if she knows she's right she will keep telling you how until you give in. She is curious and likes to explore and learn new things. She is also smart and knows what plants are poisonous and what berries are good to eat.
Likes: Hiding from police
Running from the police
Stealing
Not being known
Blending in with the crowd
Getting away with things
Being alone
Wolves
Dragons
Thunder and lightning
Storms
Water

Dislikes: Being betrayed
Getting caught
Standing out
Alligators
The hot
White clothing
Dresses and skirts
Strong winds
Getting caught defenceless
Killing people

Fears: Being trapped in a prison forever
Getting stabbed in the back (Literally)

History: Growing up my mother was a 2nd grade teacher while my father was a business man for a large concrete producer. They both made a fair amount of money, at least enough to feed me and pay for everything that we needed. My mother would always pick me up after school, provided that she worked at my school, and my dad would always come home with dinner. One night, my dad brought home a puppy when I was two. I hugged the puppy and then my shift took place, into a wolf. I was a black pup with grey underbelly and my parents were so happy I didn't take shift of anything else. In the second grade my mom taught me and helped me with my schoolwork. I was lucky to have her as a teacher that way she could help me with stuff I needed help with. My parents told me I was always a good child, and when I grew up, I wanted to be a police man. All until I turned twelve...

Twelve years ago, I remembered it like it was yesterday. It was an August morning, one day before my birthday. I've been practicing hiding and running, it was fun. I always loved the feeling when I was hiding and everyone just walked right past me. I wondered how I could make sure I was good at this, then I remembered about hearing on the news a thief getting away with stealing a bag of gold. I looked out of the shadow I was in. Maybe I could steal some fruit? I looked around, no cops. What could they do anyway? I smiled, walking out into the crowd. I walked to the stand, trying to hold back my smile. 'Should I lash out and grab it or casually take it and walk away? Better not cause attention.' I wondered, walking closer. The owner was with another costumer so I acted like I walked past, grabbing an apple as I passed. I smiled, no one had even noticed me. Maybe I was g- "THIEF!" Someone around said, pointing in my direction. I froze, then threw the apple in the air, changing to my wolf forum and running off with the apple in my mouth. I ran, weaving through the crowd as everyone parted. I turned into an ally,  seeing a dumpster and hiding under it. I heard police cars coming and people shouting. Then I heard barks. Dogs. I shoot out from under the dumpster and began to run. I didn't know where I was running, turning down streets and more allies. "Kelta?" I heard a voice cry as I ran past. 'Oh no.' I thought, glancing back as I saw my mom on the porch of our house. I stumbled, almost falling and giving myself up. I regained my footing, running out into the forest. They knew I wasn't coming out.

Later that night

Turning on the car the woman was crying. She never expected her child to do such a thing, as the police told her later that night. If Kelta was to return back, they were to turn her in. She drove down the road, turning into a training camp. She got out, walking up to the door and the front desk. "You again, can't he work without seeing his mother for once?" She snapped, giving her a visitor pass. "She's gone rogue." The woman said sadly, taking the pass and walking down the hall to the left. She came upon a room, taking a breath before knocking. A young man answered it, no more than 14 years old. "Yes." He said, opening the door and letting her in. They sat down. "Your sister's gone rogue."

(Is 622 words enough for the history Razz)

Height: 5 ft 4 1/2 in
Weight: 124 lbs.
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Eye Color: Blue
Description: Kelta is 5 ft 4 1/2 inches tall, a normal height for a woman. Her weight can differ, depending on how much food she's eaten and how hard she had to work. She has long dark brown hair that goes down to her hips, and which she cuts from time-to-time. Her eyes are bright blue and are very lovely. She has pale skin which can get tan if she lets it. She is very agile and is slightly strong but is not bulky. She has long legs and arms to help her run and jump. She tends to wear dark clothing that can cover her face and arms and legs, so that she can't be seen as well but can still move around. She tends to have at least one knife with her and sometimes a bow or other weapons.

Animal Form: Wolf
Special Ability: She is able to run before in a type of run called a lope. Lope is faster than a walk but slower than a run, kinda like a jog. Loping can be used for all day.
Description: In her wolf forum she is a mostly black wolf with a dark grey underbelly. Her eyes are a brown color and always seem to have a mischievous glint. She has Dark grey around her eye, sort of like a flag with torn ends. Her fur is the length of a German Shepherds fur. She is 43 inches from her head to her rear, her tail is 13 inches, and she is 2.6 feet tall at the shoulder.

Rank: Rogue
Family: Father: Mark Ambross (Great Plains Wolf (Canis lupus nubilus))(Dead)
Mother: Acclia (Morray) Ambross (Arctic wolf agilis (Canis lupus arctos))(Dead)
Brother: -Unknown-
Significant Other: None (Possibly looking)
Children: None

Strengths: Running
Knowing when someone is lying (Unless they are really good)
Hiding
Stealing
Blending in
Being quiet
Swimming

Weaknesses: She will wait for the cops to come to her before running again
She likes to cause trouble to herself
She can't control her emotions well so she might burst out laughing in a quiet room
She can't run as well in the heat and doesn't like it
She tells a lot of lies and sometimes can't keep up with them
Isn't a strong fighter and relies on hiding

Roleplaying Sample: (Okay fineee my history wasn't enough...)
A sound woke me up from my sleep. It was a rustle in the leaves nearby, making my fur stand on end. I got up, sniffing and growling at whatever was out there. "Show yourself!" I barked, making sure my limbs were tensed in case it launched itself at me. It walked out, a human, smiling and carelessly flipping a knife. "How about you change so we can have a fair fight." He laughed, still flipping the knife. I stood, still growling. "Ah, is this puppy an actual wolf? Can it do a trick for me?" He cooed, putting his hands on his knees. I ran forward, changing into my human forum and tackling him. His knife grazed my elbow, making a large cut that bled. I winced, glancing at the blood forming then back at him. I hit his arm holding the knife, he released his grip for a second, long enough for me to grab it. I turned it and held it against his neck. "What do you want from me." I asked, pressing it slightly. He laughed, "So it is you, Kelta, I hope you know you have a bounty sent for you." I rolled my eyes. The other day I stole a chicken egg, barely even worth anything. I glanced down at him, wondering what to do. "If you ever show your face again, I'll cut it off." I said, leaping off of him and running into the forest, changing back into a wolf and wondering if he'd ever show his face again. I smiled, carrying his knife in my mouth. My little gift.

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Re: Kelta, the Wolf

Post by Kelta on Tue Jul 28, 2015 12:59 am

Umm... It's finished now... If you're happy...

*Kelta slowly walks away
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Post by Elta on Tue Jul 28, 2015 5:23 am

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