Post by Racine Evrek on Sept 2, 2007 11:45:49 GMT -5
Name - Racine Everk
Nickname - Cin
Age - Seventeen
Grade - Twelfth
Mate - None
Birthday - December 10th
Race - Lycan
Looks - She is 5'6" tall, slim-toned body with long legs and medium curves. Blond hair to her mid-back and forest green eyes with flecks of gold in them.
Wolf form - She is slim, built more for speed then anything. Her coat is a deep gray, almost black color. Her eyes still the forest green color, like her human form. She is normal sized, being larger then an average wolf, but isn't any bigger.
Personality - Sarcastic, witty, a bit of a trouble maker, can be mean, she has been know to be a fire-ball, always having energy to burn. But she can be very playful and childish at times.
Family - Mother, Alyson. Father, William. Twin brothers (younger, 11), Mark and James. Sister (younger, 15), Selene. All lycans.
History - Racine has pretty much lived a normal life of a lycan. Trying to stick around her kind more the humans, afraid she might just attack one. She had been home schooled all her life, which she was grateful for. But the taunts of the humans would put her to the edge, always wanting to rip out their throat, just to make them shut up. Of course it never happened though.
Even though she had become of breeding age, she kept clear of male lycans/werewolves. She didn't feel as if she needed a mate, even though her mother protested this every day. When the comments would start, she would leave the area where her mother was. Her father even said something every now and then, but would never nag her to death.
She only really associates with her family, seeing as she tends to stay clear of everyone else. Her family are the only ones to see her playful and fun-loving side.
Mannerisms - When she grows impatient, her right leg tends to slightly bounce, or she taps her fingers against something. When she is nervous, she tends to bite her lip a lot.
Hobbies - Playing the cello, listening to music, surfing, painting and running through the night in her wolf form.
Music - Everything, from Screamo to Classical. Though she tends to try to stay clear of rap.
Role Playing Example - Racine ran through the trees, the wind blowing through her dark gray hair. With each stride, she felt the power of her wolf form, sending new shocks of excitement run through her. Her tail held high with pride as she dodged around the trees like it was no problem.
Behind her, she could here her family running, only a few yards behind. The twins let out a yelp as her sister, Selene, tackled them to get ahead. Racine let out a growl, warning Selene to stay back from her, which she listened to. She felt someone creeping up on her, and her ears pinned back. She let out a playful growl, before she hit the ground. Her mother standing over her, waiting for Racine to show her her belly.
'I'm not giving up that fast!' Racine thought as she jumped up, pinning her mother down. Alyson struggled underneath her daughter, and threw her off, pinning her by gripping her neck in her teeth. A growl left her mother and Racine reluctantly exposed her belly, licking her own muzzle as her mother walked away proudly.
Racine took this chance to pounce on her mother, but she was quickly side-stepped. Her mother being the only one who was fast enough to keep up with her. Alyson exposed her teeth to what was a smile. Racine danced on her feet before running after the rest of her family, her mother close behind.
Nickname - Cin
Age - Seventeen
Grade - Twelfth
Mate - None
Birthday - December 10th
Race - Lycan
Looks - She is 5'6" tall, slim-toned body with long legs and medium curves. Blond hair to her mid-back and forest green eyes with flecks of gold in them.
Wolf form - She is slim, built more for speed then anything. Her coat is a deep gray, almost black color. Her eyes still the forest green color, like her human form. She is normal sized, being larger then an average wolf, but isn't any bigger.
Personality - Sarcastic, witty, a bit of a trouble maker, can be mean, she has been know to be a fire-ball, always having energy to burn. But she can be very playful and childish at times.
Family - Mother, Alyson. Father, William. Twin brothers (younger, 11), Mark and James. Sister (younger, 15), Selene. All lycans.
History - Racine has pretty much lived a normal life of a lycan. Trying to stick around her kind more the humans, afraid she might just attack one. She had been home schooled all her life, which she was grateful for. But the taunts of the humans would put her to the edge, always wanting to rip out their throat, just to make them shut up. Of course it never happened though.
Even though she had become of breeding age, she kept clear of male lycans/werewolves. She didn't feel as if she needed a mate, even though her mother protested this every day. When the comments would start, she would leave the area where her mother was. Her father even said something every now and then, but would never nag her to death.
She only really associates with her family, seeing as she tends to stay clear of everyone else. Her family are the only ones to see her playful and fun-loving side.
Mannerisms - When she grows impatient, her right leg tends to slightly bounce, or she taps her fingers against something. When she is nervous, she tends to bite her lip a lot.
Hobbies - Playing the cello, listening to music, surfing, painting and running through the night in her wolf form.
Music - Everything, from Screamo to Classical. Though she tends to try to stay clear of rap.
Role Playing Example - Racine ran through the trees, the wind blowing through her dark gray hair. With each stride, she felt the power of her wolf form, sending new shocks of excitement run through her. Her tail held high with pride as she dodged around the trees like it was no problem.
Behind her, she could here her family running, only a few yards behind. The twins let out a yelp as her sister, Selene, tackled them to get ahead. Racine let out a growl, warning Selene to stay back from her, which she listened to. She felt someone creeping up on her, and her ears pinned back. She let out a playful growl, before she hit the ground. Her mother standing over her, waiting for Racine to show her her belly.
'I'm not giving up that fast!' Racine thought as she jumped up, pinning her mother down. Alyson struggled underneath her daughter, and threw her off, pinning her by gripping her neck in her teeth. A growl left her mother and Racine reluctantly exposed her belly, licking her own muzzle as her mother walked away proudly.
Racine took this chance to pounce on her mother, but she was quickly side-stepped. Her mother being the only one who was fast enough to keep up with her. Alyson exposed her teeth to what was a smile. Racine danced on her feet before running after the rest of her family, her mother close behind.
