Post by bynx on Jan 3, 2009 3:32:25 GMT -5
{{..::The basics::..}}
Name: Kay Layne Rigovich
Alias: Kay; Layne; Riggy
Age: Thirty One
Race: Lycan
Home Country: Russia
{{..::Take a closer look::.}}
Hair: Brown
Style: Curly
Eyes: Sky blue
Skin: White Russian
Height: 5'7
Weight: 124
Piercings: Five in the left, three in right; Three on Naval
Markings: Shoulder blades hold four claw marks on each. Tattoo's.
{{..::Let Get Personall::..}}
Orientation: Heterosexual
Mate: N/A.
Children: Deceased.
Siblings: Deceased.
Persona: Protective/ Caring/ Kind/ Smart
Elaborate: Kay is a very protective woman over her family. She is kind and sweet, extremely intelligent. The is gentle unless threatened. She can become steely and cold when under attack
Weapons of choice: Her natural ability to morph.
{{..::Gimme Gimme a Photo::..}}
Kay:
Wolf:
Lycan:
{{..::Tell us a little history::..}}
I'll skip all the boring details about her birth and such. She's a normal, full blooded lycan. Proud of her race.
Let's start at conception? Of her twins, silly. Sad story really...
Kay, like most wolves, was ready to start a little family pack when she first fell into heat. She made a pups mistake of taking the first debonair male that waltzed towards her. He was striking really, but neither knew the true extent of what could happen.Needless to say, once it was a sure fact Kay was preggo, he fled, leaving her on her own.
She didn't mind, it was nice and simple. She gave birth to two lovely twins, one male, one female. They became the envy of the pack. They were strong, bold, daring, and playful. She raised them with love and talent most thought she would lack.
Famine struck that year. While she tried her best to save her pups, the famine stole them away, along with every other pup given birth to within the pack. The famine was not over, however, as it continued to plague the pack. It wasn't soon before everyone agreed it was time to split up. This included Kay and her sister parting way's. Kay went one way, and her sister and her mate went another.
Kay stumbled upon the Den. She easily fit in, her kindness and way with words sweeping her up. Her name became a friendly word among every maw. It was here she learned of the death of her sister and her mate.. Rumors circulated of a possible nephew.... But rumors are rumors...
Name: Kay Layne Rigovich
Alias: Kay; Layne; Riggy
Age: Thirty One
Race: Lycan
Home Country: Russia
{{..::Take a closer look::.}}
Hair: Brown
Style: Curly
Eyes: Sky blue
Skin: White Russian
Height: 5'7
Weight: 124
Piercings: Five in the left, three in right; Three on Naval
Markings: Shoulder blades hold four claw marks on each. Tattoo's.
{{..::Let Get Personall::..}}
Orientation: Heterosexual
Mate: N/A.
Children: Deceased.
Siblings: Deceased.
Persona: Protective/ Caring/ Kind/ Smart
Elaborate: Kay is a very protective woman over her family. She is kind and sweet, extremely intelligent. The is gentle unless threatened. She can become steely and cold when under attack
Weapons of choice: Her natural ability to morph.
{{..::Gimme Gimme a Photo::..}}
Kay:
Wolf:
Lycan:
{{..::Tell us a little history::..}}
I'll skip all the boring details about her birth and such. She's a normal, full blooded lycan. Proud of her race.
Let's start at conception? Of her twins, silly. Sad story really...
Kay, like most wolves, was ready to start a little family pack when she first fell into heat. She made a pups mistake of taking the first debonair male that waltzed towards her. He was striking really, but neither knew the true extent of what could happen.Needless to say, once it was a sure fact Kay was preggo, he fled, leaving her on her own.
She didn't mind, it was nice and simple. She gave birth to two lovely twins, one male, one female. They became the envy of the pack. They were strong, bold, daring, and playful. She raised them with love and talent most thought she would lack.
Famine struck that year. While she tried her best to save her pups, the famine stole them away, along with every other pup given birth to within the pack. The famine was not over, however, as it continued to plague the pack. It wasn't soon before everyone agreed it was time to split up. This included Kay and her sister parting way's. Kay went one way, and her sister and her mate went another.
Kay stumbled upon the Den. She easily fit in, her kindness and way with words sweeping her up. Her name became a friendly word among every maw. It was here she learned of the death of her sister and her mate.. Rumors circulated of a possible nephew.... But rumors are rumors...