Post by sythe on Aug 2, 2011 23:46:34 GMT
Oh, lie to me, it's the new poetry
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Sythe •Rose• Last name
Age »»Fifty
Gender »» Female
Species »» Werewolf
Sexuality »» Bisexual
Occupation »» Rebel
Face Claim »» Riru- ergo proxy
Powers »»
Sythe is odd, despite how young she actually is; she does have the ability to shift full were whenever she wishes, but normally is more prone to shift when she is under sever pressure or if she gets angry... so alot of times. She keeps her good eye sight, and sense of scent in her human form, but the scent that sticks out the most to her is vampire; because it's easier to identify the scent of corpses and grave yard soil compared to the scent of a test subject.
When she shifts she turns into a jet black wolf, with glowing blue eyes, which is also rare and her head is oddly ornated with blue markings. Her scent to other wolves is infact that of a heavenly odd one, it does not smell like dog, or wet dog in that fact it smells like the first frost on a bush of lillies, and for that scent she is an easily remembered person. Her fangs are six inches long and are quit big for a females
Appearance »»
Sythe is a pale skinned beauty, she weighs one hundred and twenty pounds and is five six and a half. Some would say she is a hot head, other would say they were afraid of her, she normally wears a pout or a frown on her flawless face, her hair is a raven black and it goes to about her shoulder's and never covers her eyes, she always had it pinned out of her face, her eyes are black and normally covered in blue eye shadow.
She normally slouches, and her aura give that "I will kick your a** if you look at me wrong" kinda of appeal, her outfit is a dark purple almost black and all matching, she has skin tight skinny jeans which meets her vest, with a small tie around her neck, and her legs are gripped tightly by knee high boots, that all match her primary colors, over her body is thrown a hip long coat, that is black and form fitting.
In her wolf form, she is small but incredibly lean, her muscles are shown nicely under her fur which is jet black, almost as black as her hair and the night sky. Her eyes are a neon blue, that can shine in any night, and any storm almost an eerey color, on top of her head that is transparent in her human form, and even if it wasn't would be covered by her hair.
It's the language that we speak
Likes »»
»» Fist fighting
»» The Moon
»» Feeling the fear in her enemies eyes
»» The Old Alpha(she doesn't know him, but she respects him.)
»» Her wolf form
Dislikes »»
»» The new alpha
»» Scarlet rose
»» Hiding the fact she's a werewolf
»» Being ordered around
»» Being useless
Goals »»
»» Taking out the scarlet rose.
»» Being an alpha.
Habits »»
»» Getting into fist fights.
»» Singing outloud.
Phobias »»
»»Getting captured
»» Losing or dying.
Overall Personality »»
She grows a sense of not trusting anyone. She might double cross you, but don't take it personally, she does it too everyone she doesn't bother to get too know(which most of the time is everyone). Her motto is if your back is never shown, then it’s never gunna get stabbed. She does the back stabbing, but don’t take it personally- in fact even in her own family.
Sythe is almost unhealthy stubborn, she'd happily take on a group of werewolves twice her size if she's given the chance- thus said she's a bit reckless. As for the stubborn part she tends to stick to what she says and does, even if in the long run it would cripple her.She is quiet dominate, although, not very loud. She has that look in her eyes, that shows that she was a born leader, a look that is something like a black hole- curious minds can get lost in it.
When she puts her mind to something, she'll go at it with ease, and she is not one person that can be talked out of doing something, she tries to finish challenges efficiently and accurately. She is as stubborn as a bull going for a red flag, and mess with the bull, you will get the horn. She is a softy for children though, no matter what species they are; perhaps she enjoys their playful nature, she would never know, but when children are around her skin seems to glow and her voice tends to soften. She over all though, likes to stay in the background just one of the crowd, likes to not be considered an enemy, or a threat and when her enemies back is too her, she will attack them. Call it sneaky, call it odd it’s how she does things.
There are two things that Sythe is loyal to in her life; Herself and her need to take down the werewolf that betrayed their society.
When it comes to romance, Sythe wants nothing to do with it- not because she doesn't want nothing to do with it- because if a person gets within an inche from her face, she will get a nose bleed and turn red as a tomato, thus saying she tends to only look down at the ground- when it comes to men or women she find's attractive she tends to try to push them away, and grumble- appearing more as an innocent school girl then a werewolf.
She doesn't like stupid people, or ignorant people or anything that manages to get on her nerves. When that happens it seems she becomes more wolf- she speaks her mind without it processing in her mind- which comes to my next thing she is easily angered- her temper isn't one to be played with
I've become numb
I've become numb
I've become numb
Mother »»Reina Morganstern
Father »» Alcide Bontemps
Pets »»Arianna; a russian gray cat that died when she was 25
History »»
Sythe was the child of Reina Morganstern and Alcide Bontemps, Reina had been a woman who enjoyed the outside and her garden had been her life, where she grew anything from roses to smell, to fruits to eat, to herbs to grow, the daughter of an alpha of a pack, and a beautiful black wolf. She resembled Sythe greatly, but left it all for a loner who did not accept her love; Alcide Bontemps. Alcide was a brawler and good at what he did, killed, and caused chaos, a white wolf with many battle scars, and one good blue eyes, the other eye slashed out long ago.
Sythe was the offspring of the two simply because her mother had gone into heat at the right place and right time, Reina told Alcide of their child growing within her stomach, and instead of doing the wolf thing to do, the right thing to do he left her and threatened to kill her if she was to go near them, her and her bastard child.
Despite the heart break of Reina who thought she met the man of her dreams and finally Alcide would see her as his mate, she decided she'd be happy with what he gave her; Sythe. Sythe had been born May first and from the moment the child opened her eyes, Reina had a feeling that the child would be just like Alcide, Sythe had been the only one of her littler who survived at the time, and Reina had run a flower shop and worked at a newspaper tribune at the time.
Reina did everything to give Sythe the best of both worlds; her werewolf side and human, but it still depressed Reina of how alike Sythe was to her father, which at the time Reina told Sythe that her father had died in a fight with another werewolf. Sythe was a fighter, from the moment she was born to the time she was fifteen, Sythe had been kicked out of numerous schools and was forced to be home schooled, and due to her attitude Sythe had been alone.
Reina could sense the sadness brewing in her daughter, werewolves had been social creatures by heart and her daughter hadn't even had a friend to claim as her own, until one day Sythe came home with a kitten, who was afraid of the werewolf family, even though Reina told Sythe she should give the kitten to a pet store or something Sythe was stubborn and slowly attempted to befriend the kitten she called Arianna, it took Sythe two years for the cat to even let Sythe pet her, and after those two years the cat wouldn't leave Sythe's side.
Sythe soon took the rule of her own father, well aware of the leanness of her bodice was more then most could have. Reina soon had gotten sick, even for a wolf so Sythe took up anything to keep the hospital bills from kicking her mother out to die, she worked at the flower shop, stole while in wolf form, sold drugs and even stripped for a moment of time, anything to keep her mother from dying.
She didn't know of any one else who was a wolf, her mother told her her whole life that her mother was always a loner, and was only with a wolf her mate for a short amount of time before he died. Sythe did her best to keep the bills from killing her, and the doctors were surpised that her mother had been alive for this long with her illness. Sythe had worked to keep the bills paid since she had been twenty to when she was thirty, ten years of never aging of becoming seriousness, never being able to be a child.
Her mother died, the day before her birthday, and then she left her home town and made her way to the werewolf society, rumors of a new alpha, she could see through him though and from the moment she laid eyes on his name, never having met him she knew he was no good, it was a gut feeling and she had been know in the underground from her fighting, she had been the one female who hadn't looked to males as mates but as fights, the female who was alone, the female who took on any challenge and always one it.
She plans for her next challenge, but she doesn't plan on it alone, she plans on finding the new alpha, and putting him to shame, she plans on becoming an alpha of a pack and taking out the werewolf named Zane, she doesn't trust him.. but then again she doesn't trust anyone.
