Post by Jeames on May 29, 2018 12:16:48 GMT -6
Lorielle Lucienne ✴ Name: Lorielle Lucienne ✴ Nickname: Lori ✴ Gender: Female ✴ Age: 4 years, born early spring ✴ Stats: 26 in | 80 lbs ✴ Species: Timber wolf ✴ Sexuality: Bisexual – leaning towards females ✴ Rank: Loner ✴ Desired rank: Hunter ✴ Appearance: A black coated timber wolf which is on the average size for a female, with a lean build. Lorielle has a white muzzle, cheeks, underbelly and legs. Her legs are long and slender, and she has a very feminine appearance, build with curves and round features. A cute and pretty face, which holds dull green eyes. ✴ Personality Lorielle is not your typical female. While she is a bit quiet and more to herself when meeting strangers… and while she can be a gentle soul and very sweet, even motherly to wolves younger than her, she has a more hardened side. Lorielle is brave and bold, she does not back down from danger, and finds thrill in the chase of hunting, even fun in the thrill of fighting, even though she only fights to protect others, not to harm others. While she is pretty, and looks very feminine, she would rather roughhouse with the boys. She gets bored easily, and tends to cure it with teasing and running, letting loose a lot of her energy. Lorielle can be… blunt. She says what she thinks and feels, and often acts before thinking things through, making her rather impulsive. She’s can also be very judgmental of others, and what they think and do. But while she is blunt, she has an off switch and knows when to use it, or around what wolves to to use it. She is loyal, but sometimes chooses her own needs over others when she believes it’s the best choice. Can be a bit bossy, but means well. It’s just that she has trouble opening up to others, and she let’s very few in her personal bubble. ✴ History: Life has been tough on Lorielle. She was born last in a littler of five, in a small pack that consisted of only her parents, one older brother, her, and her four other brothers. As the only female pup in the pack, she was smaller, and didn’t get much to say. She often got fed last, and her shy personality did not really help, it only made it worse. She always was the last in line, with everything. They thought she was not strong enough, that she would not make it through winter. And while they were right at first… Lorielle found a way. She fell behind on hunting lessons, not being able to keep up with her brothers, but that did not stop her. Although malnourished and weaker, she became stubborn. At random times, she often snuck out of the territory to practice hunting on her own. At the age of nine months, she met a lone female called Lucienne, who was around the same age as her, though perhaps a bit younger. It turned out Lucienne had lost her family, strayed too far from home, and she did not know her way back. Lorielle offered to help her, and become her friend. Lucienne was good at hunting, and the two girls trained together, and practiced their skills. Lorielle learned a lot from her. They became close, they became inseparable. Before she knew it, Lorielle was back on track, and an even better hunter than her brothers. When they asked her how she suddenly had gotten so good, she told them it was her secret. Even after she got good at hunting, and learned everything she needed to know, Lorielle and Lucienne continued seeing each other. As spring passed, and they passed their first year, it turned out there was more between them than friendship. Lorielle wanted to stay with Lucienne, but she still was not certain enough she would survive the world without her family. So, one day she told her parents about Lucienne, made her meet them. And, she asked, if Lucienne could stay. Her parents disagreed, said they had too many mouths to feed. Lucienne was sent away. And while Lorielle loved the girl, she was still young, and too afraid to leave home. Lucienne had plans of traveling far, of seeking new places; she asked Lorielle to follow her, but Lorielle declined the offer out of fear of the unknown. Lucienne felt ignored, abandoned, and called Lorielle out on it. The two got into an argument, and in the end Lucienne left, taking her own path. For a year, Lorielle did not see her. For a year, the female longed for the other’s presence, and missed her. And wondered how things could have been, had she been braver, had she actually followed Lucienne to the end of the earth. She would have wanted that. Lorielle continued to work on herself. A few months after Lucienne left, she felt alone, and started to make plans, to become braver, stronger, better. She worked hard, hunted a lot, hunted more. More than her body could manage. Hunting became a way for her to cope with things. She began to grow distant with her family, and a little grumpy. Arguments often happened, and she got tossed around by her bigger brothers a few times, but she always fought back. She began to like the feeling of adrenaline. The thrill of it all. Eventually, she started provoking a reaction out of her siblings, on purpose. When she was around two years old, Lucienne returned. She was hurt, malnourished, broken. Starving, skin and bones, and Lorielle was confused as to why- because she had learned every little hunting trick from Lucienne. The female had been so much better than her. And not only that- Lucienne was pregnant. It turned out she had fallen in love with a male on her travels, but the male had not been kind to her. He had claimed her, beat her around, and Lucienne had not been able to defend herself. It turned out he had been able to break her mentally, break her spirit. Lucienne had run from him, ran back to Lorielle, to see the girl she truly loved. One last time. For Lucienne was too weak to continue on. She had not eaten enough, she had traveled for months, without barely any rest. And the growing pups inside her had drained her. She was suffering, and she told Lorielle that she was sorry, that she no longer wanted to suffer. She begged Lorielle to end it. And while Lorielle could not- she had no choice. She would either let Lucienne live, and let her suffer until her dying breath, until she died of exhaustion or starvation, or maybe during birth… or, she would take her life, and spare her from more suffering. Brokenhearted, Lorielle decided to end it. It was bloody, it was frightening, but it was gentle. As gentle as it could be. And Lucienne died against her, and Lorielle wrapped herself around Lucienne. Lucienne became a part of her soul, and she took on the girl’s name as her last, to honor her. For a few hours, she just lay there, utterly upset, hugging what was left of her love. Until her so called mate arrived. The male who had made Lucienne suffer. When he found Lucienne dead, and Lorielle with her body, he attacked Lorielle, blamed her, even though he himself was to blame. Lorielle had to fight for her life, and while she had not planned to leave so soon, she fled from her home, managing to shake off the male. At the age of two, she was all alone, and for a while she simply ran wherever her legs could take her, and she struggled. She did not join any packs, she did not find trust in them. She did not want to trust anyone. She could only trust herself. At the age of three, she came in contact again with that male; he had followed her, managed to stay on her track. It was another chase she had to get out of. She would not have survived, had it not been for a pack that lived in the area. They had heard her cries for help, and stopped the male, attacked him. He fought back, and was eventually killed by the pack. Lorielle had fled from the scene, broken and bruised, bleeding. While they had tried to help her and offered to heal her wounds, she had ran away, paranoid. For another year, she was alone. There was a shift in her demeanor. Lorielle became distrusting of others, and rather selfish. She stuck on her own, and believed only her own words. She started talking to herself, or, she believed she was talking to Lucienne. She was lost, and alone, she was basically feral. Until she came across a pack, that seemed to hold standards. And Lorielle… she was tired. From running, from fleeing, from hiding. Tired and malnourished, she hid around the borders, watching them and trying to learn more about them. Until the moment was right. ✴ Skills: Strength ★★☆☆☆ Speed ★★★★☆ Stamina ★★★☆☆ - Not really a fighter, not build for such tasks. - Stamina overall good, but can tire quicker than some. Long distance chases are harder on her. - Speed is great; Lorielle is better at chasing prey from a short distance, and taking them down in a short amount of time. -Quick to come into action. She’s agile, too. ✴ Relationship: Single ✴ Friends: None ✴ Family: Father: Rayo Mother: Cicil Older Brother: Regon Brothers: Jargon, Negan, Robias, Lucan Pups: None ✴ Voice actor: TBA ✴ Trivia - None. X-Note – Truth X-Note – Farewell X-Note – Broken X-Note - Cover Reference art by Alex ! |
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