Post by Asthera on Jun 6, 2011 14:44:36 GMT -5
Name: Asthera Ryn
Nicknames: Ash, Asthera
Age: 24 years
Race: Therianthrope
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Species: Grey Wolf
Attributes: Enhanced strength and speed, sense of smell stronger than a humans, shifts into a bi-pedal lycan with no sense of control.
Appearance: In her human form, she is a rather tiny looking person. She stands at 5 ft 3 and weighs around 96 pounds. She has muscle, but she rarely uses it because of her peaceful personality. The only time she uses her muscle is when she is in her lycan form, and when she uses it, all hell breaks loose. Her eyes are a pale grey color with hints of green in them. Her hair is rather long to her mid-back section and it falls neatly over her front section and sways softly to her left side. The color of her silky hair is a pale-ish brown color, with dark brown low-lights and also light brown high-lights. At first glance, she looks like somebody you could snap in half, but she certainly isn't one to miss with. She usually wears her hair down and slightly curled to the point it just looks wavy and neat. Her skin is fair colored and she doesn't like to get any darker then she already is. In her lycan form, she is around 5 ft 9 and has dark toned hair. Her hair is a darker brown, but it's still nice looking and always kept neat and clean. Her eyes almost glow a brighter grey/green color whenever she's in her other form.
Personality: Asthera is a peacemaker, but she knows when and how to fight. She doesn't like to fight, and she would rather leave her dirty work to other people. Although, sometimes she does gets a rush from beating somebody up, it's better for her to just leave it alone and try to work a problem out by talking. She's usually very dominant and will show it anytime she has to in her lycan form. She doesn't let people push her around or walk all over her, and if anybody tries to, she will certainly show them otherwise. She isn't afraid to show people what she's made of. Hey, dynamite comes in small packages, right? She's very caring towards people that need it and it takes a lot for her to really hate somebody.
History: She was only 14 when she was infected, it was horrible. She had spent the night at her friend's for her birthday and they were having the best night of their lives. Ya know, popcorn, scary movies, gossiping, all that good stuff. Well, unfortunately, her friend had some kind of uncle who had just recently been out of jail for murder and it seemed Asthera was his next target for harassment and whatever else. She had left her friend alone in the room to go to the bathroom, and her uncle was there by the bathroom just waiting for her. She ran into the bathroom, did her stuff, but when she came out, he was gone. She rushed back to her friend's room and her friend was gone. Asthera jumped onto the bed and glued her eyes onto the door. Soon enough, after a few hours, a dark figure stalked into the room, growling and drooling. It certainly didn't look like a human, it had a tail, fur, huge paws and claws. The thing lunged at Asthera and instantly started to dig it's teeth into her flesh. Her screams were muffled by the thing's huge paw, but it wasn't needed since she was going into shock now. She passed out soon after and woke up in her bed, crazed for food. Ever since then, she had learned to control herself and now, being 24, she doesn't really regret being bitten and she isn't scared of anything.
Nicknames: Ash, Asthera
Age: 24 years
Race: Therianthrope
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Species: Grey Wolf
Attributes: Enhanced strength and speed, sense of smell stronger than a humans, shifts into a bi-pedal lycan with no sense of control.
Appearance: In her human form, she is a rather tiny looking person. She stands at 5 ft 3 and weighs around 96 pounds. She has muscle, but she rarely uses it because of her peaceful personality. The only time she uses her muscle is when she is in her lycan form, and when she uses it, all hell breaks loose. Her eyes are a pale grey color with hints of green in them. Her hair is rather long to her mid-back section and it falls neatly over her front section and sways softly to her left side. The color of her silky hair is a pale-ish brown color, with dark brown low-lights and also light brown high-lights. At first glance, she looks like somebody you could snap in half, but she certainly isn't one to miss with. She usually wears her hair down and slightly curled to the point it just looks wavy and neat. Her skin is fair colored and she doesn't like to get any darker then she already is. In her lycan form, she is around 5 ft 9 and has dark toned hair. Her hair is a darker brown, but it's still nice looking and always kept neat and clean. Her eyes almost glow a brighter grey/green color whenever she's in her other form.
Personality: Asthera is a peacemaker, but she knows when and how to fight. She doesn't like to fight, and she would rather leave her dirty work to other people. Although, sometimes she does gets a rush from beating somebody up, it's better for her to just leave it alone and try to work a problem out by talking. She's usually very dominant and will show it anytime she has to in her lycan form. She doesn't let people push her around or walk all over her, and if anybody tries to, she will certainly show them otherwise. She isn't afraid to show people what she's made of. Hey, dynamite comes in small packages, right? She's very caring towards people that need it and it takes a lot for her to really hate somebody.
History: She was only 14 when she was infected, it was horrible. She had spent the night at her friend's for her birthday and they were having the best night of their lives. Ya know, popcorn, scary movies, gossiping, all that good stuff. Well, unfortunately, her friend had some kind of uncle who had just recently been out of jail for murder and it seemed Asthera was his next target for harassment and whatever else. She had left her friend alone in the room to go to the bathroom, and her uncle was there by the bathroom just waiting for her. She ran into the bathroom, did her stuff, but when she came out, he was gone. She rushed back to her friend's room and her friend was gone. Asthera jumped onto the bed and glued her eyes onto the door. Soon enough, after a few hours, a dark figure stalked into the room, growling and drooling. It certainly didn't look like a human, it had a tail, fur, huge paws and claws. The thing lunged at Asthera and instantly started to dig it's teeth into her flesh. Her screams were muffled by the thing's huge paw, but it wasn't needed since she was going into shock now. She passed out soon after and woke up in her bed, crazed for food. Ever since then, she had learned to control herself and now, being 24, she doesn't really regret being bitten and she isn't scared of anything.
