Post by Hitomi on Oct 10, 2007 15:38:03 GMT -5
{ . P R O F I L E . }
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{ G e n e r a l }
Birth/Given Name: Kirazi
Alias: Hitomi, Hito (only trusted may call her this)
Gender: Female
Human Age: 18
Human Height: Five foot, six inches. (167.64 cm)
Human Weight: About 120 pounds; 54 kg
Pure wolf or part wolf? Pure
--------Ratio: n/a
Role in Pack Situation: Currently loner; but probably would be going for leader if in a pack.
{ A p p e a r a n c e }
Clothing: Usually, Hitomi wears black jeans, which is kept on her waist with a black belt. Often, a sheath for a dagger is tied to the belt, which is usually occupied by a dagger. She wears black combat boots. Hito wears a dark green, long-sleeved shirt that is usually tucked into her belt. She often wears a black jacket or vest on top of the shirt. She also wears an odd necklace, on a silver chain. On this chain there is a pendant; a heart, with a dagger in it and a crack in the middle. It was given to her by her brother. She is rarely ever seen without it; she never takes it off.
Physical Description: Hitomi has a pale complexion, with several freckles on her cheeks. Her hairs is black, and she usually cuts it short, up to her shoulders. Her build is thin and lean, sometimes giving the impression that she can be blown over by the wind at any given moment. She has piercing green eyes. Her cheek bones are high and her face is rather oval-ish in appearance. Hitomi, overall, appears small in comparison to others, which gives her a slight advantage of being very quick and swift on her feet.
Wolf Description: Hitomi, in wolf form, has a pure black pelt. Because of this, she can sometimes hide in shadows and not be seen by the naked eye. Her eyes stay piercing green. She also still has her silver-chained necklace. Her wolf's build is lean and thin, and slightly smaller than a usual female wolf. Hito, overall, has no visible flaws to her pelt, except for a large scar on her inner-right wrist.
{ I n n e r }
Personality: Hitomi is very guarded and expressionless; her face usually sporting a guarded expression. She is quiet and rarely ever talks, albeit when she does her tone is usually soft, taunting, angry, blunt, sarcastic, or a blend of the above. She keeps large barriers between herself and the world, and it is rare when she calls someone a friend. Hito often distances herself from others, although, when she does find something interesting, she does tag along to other groups of wolves; although from a distance. Despite this, Hitomi is very loyal to her friends - if any - and will defend and die for them without question, unless she sees something a-miss.
History: Hitomi was born with the name Kirazi. She was in a small pack, nothing large. Her father was an omega, and her mother a subordinate; which generally lowered both her mother and Hito to the omega rank. Little Hitomi, however, didn't care. She continued to fight for her own place in the pack.
When Hitomi was twelve years old (human years), her brother was born. He grew quickly, and almost immediately progressed to the subordinate rank. Hitomi upgraded her rank at about the same time as he did. When her brother four, he gave her a necklace - her necklace, the one she wears today. He said he'd found it; although Hitomi was always suspicious of her brother - the little thief - she did not question the necklace. Instead she wore it.
When Hitomi was seventeen - one year after her brother gave her the necklace - a plague spread across the pack. The only survivors were Hitomi and several others - Hito's mother, father, and brother not included. Naturally, Hitomi was angry at the world and her pack. She promptly "disowned" them, and renamed herself Hitomi. She left the remains of the pack, and slit her right inner-wrist with a knife, in an attempt to take her own life. Luckily for her, there was a full moon that night, and she survived.
Today she rarely ever tells anyone her history and her real name.
{ E v a l u a t i o n }
RP Sample: [In response to (A spark of curiousity.) in (Rekabe Plains)] (238 words)
((I know that thread is probably closed; however I could not find any other thread to reply to, since Losing is not an Option is very long. << >>; Also please know that the length of my posts varies greatly; it depends on my muse, mostly. xp))
She watched from the shadows, mildly amused. Hmmmm...From what she knew there were two...perhaps three wolves, and one human. Her head inclined and a soft sigh emitted from the wolf's muzzle. Slowly, her head fell to the ground, only to land on two, slightly small black paws. Green eyes closed, and the wolf grimaced, attempting to stop a yawn that threatened to emerge. Hitomi shook her head, causing the necklace around her neck to jangle slightly. A soft smirk krept along her muzzle. They wouldn't - couldn't - see her. She was too well-hidden. Very interesting, though, I must admit, the she-wolf thought, twitching her tail as she did so. Ah well. Too bad I don't want to join their party. The smirk grew, before she quietly sat up, bringing her scarred right paw up. She licked it casually, her green eyes still watching. Finally, Hito turned into her human-illusion. Her hand, however, was still near her mouth. She quickly brought it down – really, it wouldn’t do good for her at all if she came out looking weird – and began to circle the group, similar to a wolf, before coming to a halt near them. Raising her hand – her left, this time, she brushed a lock of black hair from her face. After a few moments of inner-debating, she said, ”Hello,” in the most nonchalant, bored voice she could muster.
And believe you me, that was pretty bored.
