Post by Kaylen/Amia/Kaysha on Dec 30, 2005 23:39:42 GMT -5
Name- Kaysha Caedo
Breed- Gray Wolf
Gender- Female
Age- 3
Family- Mother-unknown to her. Father-unknown to her. Brother- Kaylen DF Alpha
History- Kaysha was second born to her brother Kaylen, but yet she grew in size, and now stands as big as her borother. When she was born, her parents had a strange feeling about her, not one they had senced about Kaylen. Soon after they introduced the pups to the pack, chatter began to flow among the pack, saying things like, "That pupy Kaysha is going to become something of grave danger, and be full of hate." Kaysha's parents secretly agreed, but kept it to themselves, telling the pack there will be no nosence such as that, and that particular dicussion was banned. Kaysha recived looks from the pack, and she felt out of place, the rest of the pups would play with Kaylen, everyone fussed over him, but why not her? She could not understand this, none of it.
She soon grew very ill, from keeping to herself, becides playing with her brother. She lost her appitie, and grew very thin, to the point alomst to where she could not walk. She stayed like this for a month, slowely recovering. Kaylen would stay by his sisters side for most of the day, only leaving to play, or get a drink. He would eat by her side, eating with her. After Kaysha was over this, a rage filled her, everything was back to normal, just like it was before. No one paied any antention to her, no one did anything with her. At this point she was 9 months, and she was known as "The Evil One." All the pups stayed far from her, did not look at her. Even the pack members, stayed from her, even know she was a pup.Kaylen would come up to her often and ask her what was the matter, she would throw the nastest growl she could come up with at him, snap, and run off. From that first day of him asking she made up her mind: she hated her brother.
She'd not yet decided to hate her parents, but it lingered in the back of her mind, and she knew it only wating for the right time to let them hear it. She knew not to tell them yet, for they took care of her, and she wanted to take advantage of that, until she was able to be off on her own. After she was a year, she walked to her parents, and growled at them, her growl sounded like a siren off a truck, it was loud and warningful, she ment every bit of it. "I hate you, I hate you, I hate Kaylen, I hate this damed pack. I really hate you." She snapped at her mother, and cought her muzzle. Her father growled, and lunged at her, but he stopped not able to hurt his daughter. Kaysha stood there bravley, "Whats the matter father, come on take your best shot, you'll never get a cleaner one. I've heard what you, and the pack has said about me, I've known all along, and I'll tel lyou something right now, what they call me is true, and there is nothing you can do about it." With that she lunged at her father, grabbing him by the neck, she twisted her head, and snapped his neck easily. She growled at her mother, and ran off.
Kaylen was behind her, chasing her, she stopped and growled at him, "Now you only have a mother, not my fault, you should have been there." Kaylen watched her, and turend the other way, back to his mom. Kaysha ran off the other way. She was going to make it on her own. She never returned to that place, never. She stayed a loner, seeking the solitude of the darkness, sleeping during the day, converting to a perminate nocturnal animal. She knew how to hunt, and improved her skills at fighting, for she knew she would need them. She soon after a while she started to feel abit lonely. She yelled at herself for it, and told herself to 'Get over it.' She stayed a loner for a year and a half, finally not being able to fight off the instinctive need for others, a pack.
She went in search of a pack, or another wolf. She stumbled on another wolf, it was a male. They greeted eachother, but it was not in a nice way. Thats the reason she has a scar on her shoulder, to back leg, and one on her shoulder. They fought, and split there seperate ways. Even know they had fought, they both followed one another. When they did meet again, they took the time to get aquainted. Kaysha did not tell him much, only what she had to. Kaysha and the male, travled side by side for sometime. winter turned the corner, and the mating season began.
Kaysha would ward him off, snarling, and snapping, trying to get him to leave her alone. Eventually he overpowered Kaysha, and mounted her, and she could not get him off. After he was done, he took off the other way. Kaysha was not pleased with this one bit. She took off after him, but he was long gone. Kaysha followed him all winter, into spring, she knew what was comming, but she kept following him. She finally spotted him, and again they fought. This time to the death, Kaysha was furious, and she'd made a quick, clean kill. She'd slit his throat, he did not even have time to defend himself, becides shoving himself into her, into her side, which also killed her pups.
She did not realize this, until she gave birth to a still born pup. She buried it, and went off on her own way, by this time she was three. She soon found her hatred again, and an even deeper ones for males. She travled in one direction, and found borders of a pack, and decided it was now or never.
Personality- Kaysha has an 'Leave me alone, I don't want to be botherd' attutiude. She's not at all friendly. She enjoys crule tricks, and games, she loves the idea of bloodshed. She's a fighter till then end. She's not one to trust, not depend on at all. But hidden beneath all this there might be a good side, but you'll have to try extreamly hard to find it, even her parents could not find it, nor does she show any emotions for pups. Her personality got her kicked out of her last pack, for trying to kill the alphess, of her pack, because she had looked at her the wrong way. She has a strong hatred for males, because of what happened in her past.
Description- Kaysha is a dark timber pelted femora. Gray orbs peirce the air, picking up the tracks of her prey easily. Starting from her back to the paws, it’s a near black that fades to white socks. White splotchs cover the gray eyes. Below her optics are triangle shaped marks, causing her white maw to be spilt having the white muzzle and two white spots on each cheek. With a strong, yet agile, build, Kaysha is larger then most females and could be mistaken for a brute from afar. A few scars rest on her body: One on her left side reaching from her shoulder to her back leg, another rests on her muzzle, and the last on her right shoulder. This makes her seem even more like a brute.
Breed- Gray Wolf
Gender- Female
Age- 3
Family- Mother-unknown to her. Father-unknown to her. Brother- Kaylen DF Alpha
History- Kaysha was second born to her brother Kaylen, but yet she grew in size, and now stands as big as her borother. When she was born, her parents had a strange feeling about her, not one they had senced about Kaylen. Soon after they introduced the pups to the pack, chatter began to flow among the pack, saying things like, "That pupy Kaysha is going to become something of grave danger, and be full of hate." Kaysha's parents secretly agreed, but kept it to themselves, telling the pack there will be no nosence such as that, and that particular dicussion was banned. Kaysha recived looks from the pack, and she felt out of place, the rest of the pups would play with Kaylen, everyone fussed over him, but why not her? She could not understand this, none of it.
She soon grew very ill, from keeping to herself, becides playing with her brother. She lost her appitie, and grew very thin, to the point alomst to where she could not walk. She stayed like this for a month, slowely recovering. Kaylen would stay by his sisters side for most of the day, only leaving to play, or get a drink. He would eat by her side, eating with her. After Kaysha was over this, a rage filled her, everything was back to normal, just like it was before. No one paied any antention to her, no one did anything with her. At this point she was 9 months, and she was known as "The Evil One." All the pups stayed far from her, did not look at her. Even the pack members, stayed from her, even know she was a pup.Kaylen would come up to her often and ask her what was the matter, she would throw the nastest growl she could come up with at him, snap, and run off. From that first day of him asking she made up her mind: she hated her brother.
She'd not yet decided to hate her parents, but it lingered in the back of her mind, and she knew it only wating for the right time to let them hear it. She knew not to tell them yet, for they took care of her, and she wanted to take advantage of that, until she was able to be off on her own. After she was a year, she walked to her parents, and growled at them, her growl sounded like a siren off a truck, it was loud and warningful, she ment every bit of it. "I hate you, I hate you, I hate Kaylen, I hate this damed pack. I really hate you." She snapped at her mother, and cought her muzzle. Her father growled, and lunged at her, but he stopped not able to hurt his daughter. Kaysha stood there bravley, "Whats the matter father, come on take your best shot, you'll never get a cleaner one. I've heard what you, and the pack has said about me, I've known all along, and I'll tel lyou something right now, what they call me is true, and there is nothing you can do about it." With that she lunged at her father, grabbing him by the neck, she twisted her head, and snapped his neck easily. She growled at her mother, and ran off.
Kaylen was behind her, chasing her, she stopped and growled at him, "Now you only have a mother, not my fault, you should have been there." Kaylen watched her, and turend the other way, back to his mom. Kaysha ran off the other way. She was going to make it on her own. She never returned to that place, never. She stayed a loner, seeking the solitude of the darkness, sleeping during the day, converting to a perminate nocturnal animal. She knew how to hunt, and improved her skills at fighting, for she knew she would need them. She soon after a while she started to feel abit lonely. She yelled at herself for it, and told herself to 'Get over it.' She stayed a loner for a year and a half, finally not being able to fight off the instinctive need for others, a pack.
She went in search of a pack, or another wolf. She stumbled on another wolf, it was a male. They greeted eachother, but it was not in a nice way. Thats the reason she has a scar on her shoulder, to back leg, and one on her shoulder. They fought, and split there seperate ways. Even know they had fought, they both followed one another. When they did meet again, they took the time to get aquainted. Kaysha did not tell him much, only what she had to. Kaysha and the male, travled side by side for sometime. winter turned the corner, and the mating season began.
Kaysha would ward him off, snarling, and snapping, trying to get him to leave her alone. Eventually he overpowered Kaysha, and mounted her, and she could not get him off. After he was done, he took off the other way. Kaysha was not pleased with this one bit. She took off after him, but he was long gone. Kaysha followed him all winter, into spring, she knew what was comming, but she kept following him. She finally spotted him, and again they fought. This time to the death, Kaysha was furious, and she'd made a quick, clean kill. She'd slit his throat, he did not even have time to defend himself, becides shoving himself into her, into her side, which also killed her pups.
She did not realize this, until she gave birth to a still born pup. She buried it, and went off on her own way, by this time she was three. She soon found her hatred again, and an even deeper ones for males. She travled in one direction, and found borders of a pack, and decided it was now or never.
Personality- Kaysha has an 'Leave me alone, I don't want to be botherd' attutiude. She's not at all friendly. She enjoys crule tricks, and games, she loves the idea of bloodshed. She's a fighter till then end. She's not one to trust, not depend on at all. But hidden beneath all this there might be a good side, but you'll have to try extreamly hard to find it, even her parents could not find it, nor does she show any emotions for pups. Her personality got her kicked out of her last pack, for trying to kill the alphess, of her pack, because she had looked at her the wrong way. She has a strong hatred for males, because of what happened in her past.
Description- Kaysha is a dark timber pelted femora. Gray orbs peirce the air, picking up the tracks of her prey easily. Starting from her back to the paws, it’s a near black that fades to white socks. White splotchs cover the gray eyes. Below her optics are triangle shaped marks, causing her white maw to be spilt having the white muzzle and two white spots on each cheek. With a strong, yet agile, build, Kaysha is larger then most females and could be mistaken for a brute from afar. A few scars rest on her body: One on her left side reaching from her shoulder to her back leg, another rests on her muzzle, and the last on her right shoulder. This makes her seem even more like a brute.
Kaysha