Post by Aniyu on Jun 2, 2013 17:53:56 GMT -5
Line art for this wolf was made by Snow-Body, I just colored her in :3.
Her Characteristics
Her Story[/center]
Her Characteristics
Name: Ivy
Gender: Female
Age: 3
Fur: Her fur matches some of the many hues of the forest of which she dwells, a mix of greens, browns, and whites. A dark olive green traces around her eyes and flows down to her cheeks. The dark color fades into a light pale green that surrounds her neck and shoulders, painting her belly to the lower half of her tail and leaving some trace upon her legs. The rest of her body is adorned with a light brown color, aside for the white socks on all of her feet. Because of the humid climates of where she resides, her fur is very thin.
Eyes: Bright yellow with a snake-like slit for a pupil.
Build: Ivy is a smaller wolf built for speed and cunning. Her blows in a fight are never quite that strong, so she is an opportunistic fighter who usually dodges blows rather than deals them.
Abilities: Ivy's canines can secrete a weak venom with similarities to a more potent form of wasp venom in days of old. If she is to bite prey or an opponent, they will feel an instant burning sensation on the site of the bite. The area surrounding the bite will be more tender and begin swell, with minor pain if pressure is applied to the muscle bit. As it heals, the bite typically itches. Although very rare, just as with wasp venom, some wolves can be allergic to her venom with varying responses.
If Ivy goes into a strict meditative state, she can sprout vines around her feet with healing properties. The plants snake around either herself or one other wolf to help heal them by transferring the plant's photosynthetic energies to the wolf. When she is in this state, she is unconscious and effectively immobilized. The plants can only help heal flesh wounds or ease the pain off venomous ones, it cannot remove any toxin or illness. It must be done in sunlight.
Personality: Ivy is potently sarcastic, and even though her words are typically spoken in playful jest, some others may not see it as such. She is very quick to judge and choose sides; she typically will decide whether or not to like a wolfs presence within the first few moments of conversation. A vast majority of this judgement comes from her deep rooted jealousy- if you're a pretty female, changes are you may as well be dead to her. It takes a lot of convincing for these predisposed opinions to change. If she chooses to like you, then she will be considerably "playful" in her sarcasm and will take your side in many a debate; if she chooses to dislike you, then her sneers will be constant, and even if it would make since to agree with you, she would still manage to oppose it or make up something "better".
Gender: Female
Age: 3
Fur: Her fur matches some of the many hues of the forest of which she dwells, a mix of greens, browns, and whites. A dark olive green traces around her eyes and flows down to her cheeks. The dark color fades into a light pale green that surrounds her neck and shoulders, painting her belly to the lower half of her tail and leaving some trace upon her legs. The rest of her body is adorned with a light brown color, aside for the white socks on all of her feet. Because of the humid climates of where she resides, her fur is very thin.
Eyes: Bright yellow with a snake-like slit for a pupil.
Build: Ivy is a smaller wolf built for speed and cunning. Her blows in a fight are never quite that strong, so she is an opportunistic fighter who usually dodges blows rather than deals them.
Abilities: Ivy's canines can secrete a weak venom with similarities to a more potent form of wasp venom in days of old. If she is to bite prey or an opponent, they will feel an instant burning sensation on the site of the bite. The area surrounding the bite will be more tender and begin swell, with minor pain if pressure is applied to the muscle bit. As it heals, the bite typically itches. Although very rare, just as with wasp venom, some wolves can be allergic to her venom with varying responses.
If Ivy goes into a strict meditative state, she can sprout vines around her feet with healing properties. The plants snake around either herself or one other wolf to help heal them by transferring the plant's photosynthetic energies to the wolf. When she is in this state, she is unconscious and effectively immobilized. The plants can only help heal flesh wounds or ease the pain off venomous ones, it cannot remove any toxin or illness. It must be done in sunlight.
Personality: Ivy is potently sarcastic, and even though her words are typically spoken in playful jest, some others may not see it as such. She is very quick to judge and choose sides; she typically will decide whether or not to like a wolfs presence within the first few moments of conversation. A vast majority of this judgement comes from her deep rooted jealousy- if you're a pretty female, changes are you may as well be dead to her. It takes a lot of convincing for these predisposed opinions to change. If she chooses to like you, then she will be considerably "playful" in her sarcasm and will take your side in many a debate; if she chooses to dislike you, then her sneers will be constant, and even if it would make since to agree with you, she would still manage to oppose it or make up something "better".
Her Story[/center]
Early Puphood: Ivy was born in the west and resided in a den overlooking the coast of the unnamed ocean. Her father was nowhere in site while she was growing up, not anything uncommon as of the times. She faintly remembers her stark brown mother attempting to raise her to fend for herself, even while her mother was coping with the death of two of her other pups from birth. Ivy was a quick leaner and with her mothers teachings easily grew to know the map of the western-most territory that they reside, as well a as few of the plants and their properties. Even though she was young when she parted ways with her mother as wolves do in this new era, she still remembers a majority her teachings.
Until now::
WIP