Post by Chase~Nava on Feb 5, 2020 17:34:21 GMT
You stride forward through the untried portal hidden among the trees. You're immediately met by an energetic world.The air is dry and hot, bright light blinds you and you can feel your lungs burn with every breath. Your immediate instinct is to seek shelter, to find some form of relief from this atmosphere.uncharted territory as far as the eye can see, but it's important to remember that danger can lurk anywhere. This world is certainly begin, but you've caught
but a glimpse of what this world has to offer.
Welcome to Lette's world
Basic
Full name: Lette Shae Summerwind
Alias: Let, Lette, Lettie, Lottie
Name Origin:Named after grandmother
Name Meaning: Witty lass
How to pronounce your name: Leh-tee
Gender: Proves to be of Fae
Species: Spanish wolf/Arctic wolf
Birth Place: Roka, Kinha
Sire x Dame: Daggerfang Shadowfire x Sunset Summerwind Voiced by calum scott and leona lewis
Shares blood with : One brother, she doesn't know about yet
Age: 4 winters
Scent: Sweetgrass
Mate:None
Past mates: None
Lifegiver/Adoptee to: No pups
First Glance: She's fairly tall and lean, with a long fluffy tail. Easy to approach, non threatening expression
In depth: She's a very caring person, though with being an only pup for a good while of her life, she's relied on many passing packs through her parent's territory to socialize. She's a loyal friend and companion who will aid you in what way she can, to be the one to give you her meal. She's waiting and preparing herself for her fairy tale story to start, looking at brute thinking. "Maybe he's the one." She's loves, love. For now she's waiting for as long as it takes, making friends of all kinds. A turn of the paw, she'll be a ferocious typhoon when defending her friends, with a vicious bite.
Personality:
She's overall kind, but will shower your face with the furiocity and throw your face into a rock til it is a mushy pulp. Her soft voice ill sway you a bit. Her body is large, covered in red long fur and blessed thick pelt. Her tail is a half length longer than normal sized wolves' own tails. She has high stamina and agility, naturally light footed, doesn't like failing, handsome brutes, her swimming is her favorite activity, she can give quite a bite.
Her mother was a well brought up lady and taught Lette to keep herself groomed, hence her frequent grooming fiesta. As her father, taught her the in depths to hunting and fighting. Tracking and making use to what was around her.
Physical Problems:
None as of yet, later in life her hearing will slowly go away and have a sickness, tumor/cancer/rabies/ haven't decided yet if curable or terminal.
Habits:
She loves to play fetch! Licking faces! Obsess with keeping her fur neat, clean and fluffy! (Gotta look for prince charming)
Scars:
None
Weakness:
Rugged brutes with muscles and a deep voice and fierce eyes, sicken animals, water, snakes, attempts to put
her needs last, a bit straight forward
Strength:
Being positive, tries to cheer friends up, Optimistic, extremely patient, Dedicated, Honest, friendship, love
Likes:
intelligence, bravery, stars, fresh rain, deer, pups, food, sunsets, strength(those muscles thou) and determination.
Dislikes:
whiners, suck ups, feeling helpless, sickness, sand (gets in places that takes weeks to clean)
Physical Condition: Muscular (4/5), agile (4.5/5), tenacity(3/5),Health (10/10).
Build: She stand around four and half feet tall, five feet long and with a four foot long tail, semi muscular with maintaining a slender feminine frame with a robust chest and plump hind legs
Coat condition:
Thick soft coat with long fringes of fur on her chest and tail, medium length on sides and under her body, short on her legs and back. She has full cheek fluff and a bouncy mane over her face.
Main Coat Color:
Cherrywood
Other colors and markings:
Underfur- Pancho
Markings- Temptress
Above eyes color:
rosewood
Iris Color:
Fejoa
Mane color:
Temptress
Tail Marking Color(s):
Temptress
Cherrywood
Ears: Slender and pointed (hearing increased)
Additional features:
She has one beauty spot under her left eye, resting on her cheek
Lette's voice- Zendaya
Pack Life:
joined Pack of Intrepdius: 8/31/18
(LEFT)
Rank: Hunter
.......LONER
Desires to be rank: PIh I
X (8/31/18) > IX (12/3/18)> VIII (1/9/19)> VII (1/13/19)>VI (1/17/19)
Main goals: to lead hunts, get other hunters active for hunting parties.
Have a good life,
~Biography~
Lette was born into a proud pack, The Infernal Shadow pack, one of the very last kind of wolves to dwell in the heart of a treacherous desert, no lush green trees, no cool winds, hardly any water to be found. It wasn't cold to sooth a heated body from exhaustion. Founded by the first alpha, Indrik Shadowfire, he, his brother Rinik and his three friends; Samus Rockmaw, Zy Suneye, and Roz Nightstep, created a nation. Roka, Kinha.
The Inferal Shadow were renown by their shades of red fur, blending in their homeland of sand and rock. Days were blistering hot, nights were freezing cold. You best know how to balance the two so you wouldn't end up with a stroke or fever from the night. Desert, rock, mountains beyond that look to have greenery and snow, but when ventures met the promising mass mountain, were met with more rock, and sand. Then death.
Rallying up straggler wolves of all kinds, his line spread into the coming generations. All bore the red fur, as his name went on. As Indrik and his friends came to a more higher hierarchy among their wolves that followed the band of Hessians (male/brute) fued over the one to lead them all. Argument and argument while leading to Indrik and Zy Suneye, fought. In audience over their wolves. Zy Suneye was defeated. Acknowledging his defeat and dipped his head to Indrik. Spoke aloud to the ones below. Whom to follow as he was still yearning for leadership. Samus Rockmaw and Roz Night step as well. A heartbreaking moment to ever come to Indrik and his twin brother. Allowed such a thing to happen. Seeing many wolves leave with the others. The band was divided into four nations. All would give a final word before the next full cycle of the year. To find new settlements, and from then on, they would be enemies. Fitting as their names were, to each nation was named after their own Hessian. Roz of the Nightstep wolves, whom specialized with dealing with the freezing night to hunt, and fight. Learing to be the night, as they found refuge in the caves under the ground. Samus of the Rockmaw wolves, took to the rock valley, climbing and using such a maze to stealth attack foes, and use their echo to their advantage, now Zy of the Suneye wolves, and Indrik's most continuous rival were nomadic. Across the soft burning sands is where they usually were found in the hills, still, he sought to be the head wolf out of the four, was kept at bay for Indrik has his twin brother Rinik to watch his back. The brothers were agile, smart and strong. They were in the mountain area, mostly rock and burning sand covered the entire place. It had it quirks, there was caves enough to keep their followers covered, for a time, the caves were shallow so sandstorms were all they had to wait out and mend wounds from fur and skin form being skinned off.
Water, water was rare and fought over countless times. Such a precious treasure. Water was life, and they had spend generations spilling blood for it. Once there will be a day where, there will be no more water and the nation of the Infernal Shadow will be no more. The nation of Kinha was vast. Hardly any ventured in, nor left to see another life. But not this day, as long as there was a line of Indrik Shadowfire it will not die. Indrik and Rinik had wonderful families of their own, nieces and nephews galore. Then ages passes on so had the time of the twin brothers. The sands claimed what was theirs and the next generation was given the land. Hunting lizards, bird, insect, coyote, camels, scorpions, Addax antelope and Arabian Oryx, which was highly prized. If meat wasn't enough, they sought various plants to get the sweeten fluids. With days of heat and lack of food. Families were kept to a minimum. Most had two or one. Sadly those who had more wouldn't been able to get enough food to feed their young, thus. They faded away. As life in this harsh land, it was known. Still, some manage to have fruitful years and their pups flourished in the savage world they grew to know.
In years coming now, Daggerfang Shadowfire was born, a dark male with a fine mane, was gifted with fierce orange eyes. He was the only one of in his litter and it would be it. He was tended to greatly by elders and those around him as he was the next in line to walk in the line of his fathers. Knowledge in mind and paw. Grew handsome and strong. Befriending all those around him with licks to the faces and running over wolves with his rambunctious friends. Before seeing an coming nomadic pack coming to their territory, the Summerwind tribe. They sought alliances, and a home. They were once warriors who were too few to be on their own now. Daggerfang as a adolescent was stopped to a halt as the red rock walls were beaming with a sunlight at a young she wolf. Sunset. A fine wolf of a very dark desaturated red and a Pancho undercoat. He was stuck with, love. Forgetting his friends rowdy play, he ran threw the crowd as the sun still beamed over her, it seemed. Knocked her over in a fail attempt to stop. Both clashing out of the nomadic group and onto the sand rock floor, only to come into view as the two the son of the Hessian, and the daughter of one of the warrior, noses touched and he imprinted on those dark amber eyes. They were inseparable, when they could get away from training and duties that should've kept them apart. Young adults now grown into fine wolves of the Shadowfire. With the families finally gave their blessing to the hidden romance were soon, bound within spirit and mind. Mates, and soon came a small blessing of their own. Lette. War came.
Taking after her father, she was known as the desert gem. She was adored by everyone as much as her father has been. Taking on after his traits, licking faces, to running over others with her own group of female friends. They've adored brutes from afar. Holding a place in her heart for her 'One' she vows to wait for years for him. Wolves came back injured and divisions were sent out to fight the nation Suneye , in full force. Once more, the generation for Shadowfire with help of the Summerwind, remained victorious over the Suneye line. Her father adored his only daughter, as much as her mother. Whom trained hunters and taught pups of all ages. Lette dreamed of different places as more nomadic packs came to rest here, she played with pups there and spoke to elders. Knew that she was in only one of the many worlds here. She wanted to go and see. A heartfelt debate between her parents and her. With advice from elder wolves. She was finally allowed to go. With some escort from an old ally. She left in the night, excited to see all she's been missing. This she wolf stumbled onto the pack of Intrepidus and been running with them as a hunter. A spot on position and she has knew nothing greater since. One day perhaps in an older age. She would return to her family in the land of Sand. Perhaps eventually meet her little brother whom, was born a year after her departure.
Present:
Lette was once a hunter for the Pack Interpidus. Seeing some crumble within the pack itself, figured it was time to move on. Seeing the family that was promised, torn. Unknowing she would have had someone, wondering of her where abouts. Her friend. After weeks of wandering to find such a home/pack to be of use and feel somewhat complete, ended up back in the valley where she left, having no knowledge of the land shifting after the flood last year, was lost. She wasn't well, sick and dirty. Hunger won every day and night. Dishearten and at the brink of just making the ultimate sleep. Saw a figure whom she didn't think she would see. Her heart ached, her eyes sought the purple brute, her friend. She yearned forgivness on leaving him behind, regretting leaving him. Though after a hunt or two, and some food. She and He, are on their way to a new place. As loners, but together.
After heading into some mishaps with the new land they occupied didn't bear the fruit that would sustain them both. Eventually, they made their way back to PI territory to find a small place to settle down to call their own.
but a glimpse of what this world has to offer.
Welcome to Lette's world
Basic
Full name: Lette Shae Summerwind
Alias: Let, Lette, Lettie, Lottie
Name Origin:Named after grandmother
Name Meaning: Witty lass
How to pronounce your name: Leh-tee
Gender: Proves to be of Fae
Species: Spanish wolf/Arctic wolf
Birth Place: Roka, Kinha
Sire x Dame: Daggerfang Shadowfire x Sunset Summerwind Voiced by calum scott and leona lewis
Shares blood with : One brother, she doesn't know about yet
Age: 4 winters
Scent: Sweetgrass
Mate:None
Past mates: None
Lifegiver/Adoptee to: No pups
First Glance: She's fairly tall and lean, with a long fluffy tail. Easy to approach, non threatening expression
In depth: She's a very caring person, though with being an only pup for a good while of her life, she's relied on many passing packs through her parent's territory to socialize. She's a loyal friend and companion who will aid you in what way she can, to be the one to give you her meal. She's waiting and preparing herself for her fairy tale story to start, looking at brute thinking. "Maybe he's the one." She's loves, love. For now she's waiting for as long as it takes, making friends of all kinds. A turn of the paw, she'll be a ferocious typhoon when defending her friends, with a vicious bite.
Personality:
She's overall kind, but will shower your face with the furiocity and throw your face into a rock til it is a mushy pulp. Her soft voice ill sway you a bit. Her body is large, covered in red long fur and blessed thick pelt. Her tail is a half length longer than normal sized wolves' own tails. She has high stamina and agility, naturally light footed, doesn't like failing, handsome brutes, her swimming is her favorite activity, she can give quite a bite.
Her mother was a well brought up lady and taught Lette to keep herself groomed, hence her frequent grooming fiesta. As her father, taught her the in depths to hunting and fighting. Tracking and making use to what was around her.
Physical Problems:
None as of yet, later in life her hearing will slowly go away and have a sickness, tumor/cancer/rabies/ haven't decided yet if curable or terminal.
Habits:
She loves to play fetch! Licking faces! Obsess with keeping her fur neat, clean and fluffy! (Gotta look for prince charming)
Scars:
None
Weakness:
Rugged brutes with muscles and a deep voice and fierce eyes, sicken animals, water, snakes, attempts to put
her needs last, a bit straight forward
Strength:
Being positive, tries to cheer friends up, Optimistic, extremely patient, Dedicated, Honest, friendship, love
Likes:
intelligence, bravery, stars, fresh rain, deer, pups, food, sunsets, strength(those muscles thou) and determination.
Dislikes:
whiners, suck ups, feeling helpless, sickness, sand (gets in places that takes weeks to clean)
Physical Condition: Muscular (4/5), agile (4.5/5), tenacity(3/5),Health (10/10).
Build: She stand around four and half feet tall, five feet long and with a four foot long tail, semi muscular with maintaining a slender feminine frame with a robust chest and plump hind legs
Coat condition:
Thick soft coat with long fringes of fur on her chest and tail, medium length on sides and under her body, short on her legs and back. She has full cheek fluff and a bouncy mane over her face.
Main Coat Color:
Cherrywood
Other colors and markings:
Underfur- Pancho
Markings- Temptress
Above eyes color:
rosewood
Iris Color:
Fejoa
Mane color:
Temptress
Tail Marking Color(s):
Temptress
Cherrywood
Ears: Slender and pointed (hearing increased)
Additional features:
She has one beauty spot under her left eye, resting on her cheek
Lette's voice- Zendaya
Pack Life:
joined Pack of Intrepdius: 8/31/18
(LEFT)
Rank: Hunter
.......LONER
Desires to be rank: PIh I
X (8/31/18) > IX (12/3/18)> VIII (1/9/19)> VII (1/13/19)>VI (1/17/19)
Main goals: to lead hunts, get other hunters active for hunting parties.
Have a good life,
~Biography~
Lette was born into a proud pack, The Infernal Shadow pack, one of the very last kind of wolves to dwell in the heart of a treacherous desert, no lush green trees, no cool winds, hardly any water to be found. It wasn't cold to sooth a heated body from exhaustion. Founded by the first alpha, Indrik Shadowfire, he, his brother Rinik and his three friends; Samus Rockmaw, Zy Suneye, and Roz Nightstep, created a nation. Roka, Kinha.
The Inferal Shadow were renown by their shades of red fur, blending in their homeland of sand and rock. Days were blistering hot, nights were freezing cold. You best know how to balance the two so you wouldn't end up with a stroke or fever from the night. Desert, rock, mountains beyond that look to have greenery and snow, but when ventures met the promising mass mountain, were met with more rock, and sand. Then death.
Rallying up straggler wolves of all kinds, his line spread into the coming generations. All bore the red fur, as his name went on. As Indrik and his friends came to a more higher hierarchy among their wolves that followed the band of Hessians (male/brute) fued over the one to lead them all. Argument and argument while leading to Indrik and Zy Suneye, fought. In audience over their wolves. Zy Suneye was defeated. Acknowledging his defeat and dipped his head to Indrik. Spoke aloud to the ones below. Whom to follow as he was still yearning for leadership. Samus Rockmaw and Roz Night step as well. A heartbreaking moment to ever come to Indrik and his twin brother. Allowed such a thing to happen. Seeing many wolves leave with the others. The band was divided into four nations. All would give a final word before the next full cycle of the year. To find new settlements, and from then on, they would be enemies. Fitting as their names were, to each nation was named after their own Hessian. Roz of the Nightstep wolves, whom specialized with dealing with the freezing night to hunt, and fight. Learing to be the night, as they found refuge in the caves under the ground. Samus of the Rockmaw wolves, took to the rock valley, climbing and using such a maze to stealth attack foes, and use their echo to their advantage, now Zy of the Suneye wolves, and Indrik's most continuous rival were nomadic. Across the soft burning sands is where they usually were found in the hills, still, he sought to be the head wolf out of the four, was kept at bay for Indrik has his twin brother Rinik to watch his back. The brothers were agile, smart and strong. They were in the mountain area, mostly rock and burning sand covered the entire place. It had it quirks, there was caves enough to keep their followers covered, for a time, the caves were shallow so sandstorms were all they had to wait out and mend wounds from fur and skin form being skinned off.
Water, water was rare and fought over countless times. Such a precious treasure. Water was life, and they had spend generations spilling blood for it. Once there will be a day where, there will be no more water and the nation of the Infernal Shadow will be no more. The nation of Kinha was vast. Hardly any ventured in, nor left to see another life. But not this day, as long as there was a line of Indrik Shadowfire it will not die. Indrik and Rinik had wonderful families of their own, nieces and nephews galore. Then ages passes on so had the time of the twin brothers. The sands claimed what was theirs and the next generation was given the land. Hunting lizards, bird, insect, coyote, camels, scorpions, Addax antelope and Arabian Oryx, which was highly prized. If meat wasn't enough, they sought various plants to get the sweeten fluids. With days of heat and lack of food. Families were kept to a minimum. Most had two or one. Sadly those who had more wouldn't been able to get enough food to feed their young, thus. They faded away. As life in this harsh land, it was known. Still, some manage to have fruitful years and their pups flourished in the savage world they grew to know.
In years coming now, Daggerfang Shadowfire was born, a dark male with a fine mane, was gifted with fierce orange eyes. He was the only one of in his litter and it would be it. He was tended to greatly by elders and those around him as he was the next in line to walk in the line of his fathers. Knowledge in mind and paw. Grew handsome and strong. Befriending all those around him with licks to the faces and running over wolves with his rambunctious friends. Before seeing an coming nomadic pack coming to their territory, the Summerwind tribe. They sought alliances, and a home. They were once warriors who were too few to be on their own now. Daggerfang as a adolescent was stopped to a halt as the red rock walls were beaming with a sunlight at a young she wolf. Sunset. A fine wolf of a very dark desaturated red and a Pancho undercoat. He was stuck with, love. Forgetting his friends rowdy play, he ran threw the crowd as the sun still beamed over her, it seemed. Knocked her over in a fail attempt to stop. Both clashing out of the nomadic group and onto the sand rock floor, only to come into view as the two the son of the Hessian, and the daughter of one of the warrior, noses touched and he imprinted on those dark amber eyes. They were inseparable, when they could get away from training and duties that should've kept them apart. Young adults now grown into fine wolves of the Shadowfire. With the families finally gave their blessing to the hidden romance were soon, bound within spirit and mind. Mates, and soon came a small blessing of their own. Lette. War came.
Taking after her father, she was known as the desert gem. She was adored by everyone as much as her father has been. Taking on after his traits, licking faces, to running over others with her own group of female friends. They've adored brutes from afar. Holding a place in her heart for her 'One' she vows to wait for years for him. Wolves came back injured and divisions were sent out to fight the nation Suneye , in full force. Once more, the generation for Shadowfire with help of the Summerwind, remained victorious over the Suneye line. Her father adored his only daughter, as much as her mother. Whom trained hunters and taught pups of all ages. Lette dreamed of different places as more nomadic packs came to rest here, she played with pups there and spoke to elders. Knew that she was in only one of the many worlds here. She wanted to go and see. A heartfelt debate between her parents and her. With advice from elder wolves. She was finally allowed to go. With some escort from an old ally. She left in the night, excited to see all she's been missing. This she wolf stumbled onto the pack of Intrepidus and been running with them as a hunter. A spot on position and she has knew nothing greater since. One day perhaps in an older age. She would return to her family in the land of Sand. Perhaps eventually meet her little brother whom, was born a year after her departure.
Present:
Lette was once a hunter for the Pack Interpidus. Seeing some crumble within the pack itself, figured it was time to move on. Seeing the family that was promised, torn. Unknowing she would have had someone, wondering of her where abouts. Her friend. After weeks of wandering to find such a home/pack to be of use and feel somewhat complete, ended up back in the valley where she left, having no knowledge of the land shifting after the flood last year, was lost. She wasn't well, sick and dirty. Hunger won every day and night. Dishearten and at the brink of just making the ultimate sleep. Saw a figure whom she didn't think she would see. Her heart ached, her eyes sought the purple brute, her friend. She yearned forgivness on leaving him behind, regretting leaving him. Though after a hunt or two, and some food. She and He, are on their way to a new place. As loners, but together.
After heading into some mishaps with the new land they occupied didn't bear the fruit that would sustain them both. Eventually, they made their way back to PI territory to find a small place to settle down to call their own.
