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Post by [ aethe ] on Dec 12, 2007 21:52:27 GMT -5
I'm in the business of misery }} AETHE
Let's take it from the top }} TIMBER/RED WOLF
She's got a body like an hourglass that's ticking like a clock }} SIXTY-THREE
It's a matter of time before we all run out }} LIFE
{{ WHEN I THOUGHT HE WAS MINE SHE CAUGHT HIM BY THE MOUTH }}
Aethe is gorgeous and she finds no reason to deny the fact - actually, she flaunts it continuously, especially before other females as she just loves their jealously. Her pelt is a reddish-gray, though it's mostly composed of an array of grays. On her shoulders she has nearly a stripe of dark gray, and it follows her embodiment down her chest and legs until it eventually fades to black on her forelegs and into a very light gray, nearly white, on her underbelly. The dark gray flecks her embodiment, especially on her tail, while her hind legs are a contrast to her black forelegs as they are the same light grey as on her underbelly. Her eyes are a cunning hazel, though they sometimes appear soft, even innocent... though this never lasts long.
{{ BUT I GOT HIM WHERE I WANT HIM NOW }}
To put it simply, Aethe is powerhungry. Her mother was a female with great ambitions and no way to get them. She found a mate she expected would rise to an amazingly high place among the wolves on Amaterasu, though she was dissapointed. Instead he failed miserably and she and the baron became omegas of a pack, treated like scum by their superiors - of which there were many. As she grew older and older her ambitions grew so great and she had no way to reach them she began to vicariously and nearly viciously drill the importance of power into her only offspring, Aethe. Demanding Aethe, then a gentle and practically kind soul (taking these traits from her now wizened father) to change into something like her mother, Aethe was intimidated and allowed the half of her disposition she inherited from her dam to express itself. Nearly immediatly under her mother's care she grew mean and disrespectful, taking things such as food from others without a thought of giving thanks. As her mother faded into the background and Aethe grew, unneeding her vicarious mother's lessons, the then-young female scorned both her parents as fools and set out. Finding quickly those in power, she attempted to gain their trust, though the ways her mother taught her - blatant trickery and such - failed every time. Cursing her mother and moving on each time she herself was cursed and sent away, she eventually honed her skills to what they are today - the gray female became something of a master of her "skill"; her way of flattery nearly always was succesful and she became a master of finding way into male's hearts, even those who had mates of their own. Cunning, sly, and powerhungry - this is Aethe.
Better watch out, 'cause here she comes.
IT WAS NEVER MY INTENTION TO BRAG }}
Don't need one? x]
TO STEAL IT ALL AWAY FROM YOU NOW }}
Aethe or Aaera or Grimjaw
Let's take it from the top }} TIMBER/RED WOLF
She's got a body like an hourglass that's ticking like a clock }} SIXTY-THREE
It's a matter of time before we all run out }} LIFE
{{ WHEN I THOUGHT HE WAS MINE SHE CAUGHT HIM BY THE MOUTH }}
Aethe is gorgeous and she finds no reason to deny the fact - actually, she flaunts it continuously, especially before other females as she just loves their jealously. Her pelt is a reddish-gray, though it's mostly composed of an array of grays. On her shoulders she has nearly a stripe of dark gray, and it follows her embodiment down her chest and legs until it eventually fades to black on her forelegs and into a very light gray, nearly white, on her underbelly. The dark gray flecks her embodiment, especially on her tail, while her hind legs are a contrast to her black forelegs as they are the same light grey as on her underbelly. Her eyes are a cunning hazel, though they sometimes appear soft, even innocent... though this never lasts long.
{{ BUT I GOT HIM WHERE I WANT HIM NOW }}
To put it simply, Aethe is powerhungry. Her mother was a female with great ambitions and no way to get them. She found a mate she expected would rise to an amazingly high place among the wolves on Amaterasu, though she was dissapointed. Instead he failed miserably and she and the baron became omegas of a pack, treated like scum by their superiors - of which there were many. As she grew older and older her ambitions grew so great and she had no way to reach them she began to vicariously and nearly viciously drill the importance of power into her only offspring, Aethe. Demanding Aethe, then a gentle and practically kind soul (taking these traits from her now wizened father) to change into something like her mother, Aethe was intimidated and allowed the half of her disposition she inherited from her dam to express itself. Nearly immediatly under her mother's care she grew mean and disrespectful, taking things such as food from others without a thought of giving thanks. As her mother faded into the background and Aethe grew, unneeding her vicarious mother's lessons, the then-young female scorned both her parents as fools and set out. Finding quickly those in power, she attempted to gain their trust, though the ways her mother taught her - blatant trickery and such - failed every time. Cursing her mother and moving on each time she herself was cursed and sent away, she eventually honed her skills to what they are today - the gray female became something of a master of her "skill"; her way of flattery nearly always was succesful and she became a master of finding way into male's hearts, even those who had mates of their own. Cunning, sly, and powerhungry - this is Aethe.
Better watch out, 'cause here she comes.
IT WAS NEVER MY INTENTION TO BRAG }}
Don't need one? x]
TO STEAL IT ALL AWAY FROM YOU NOW }}
Aethe or Aaera or Grimjaw
