MYSTERY ROSE miss-tore-ree row-ss FEMALE — 2 — SINGLE — VANDERFELL WOODS DRIFTER
WE WERE GOLDEN, WE WERE FIRE, WE WERE MAGIC
3-3-3 CHARACTER RATING
YEAH AND THEY ALL KNEW OUR NAMES ALL OVER TOWN
BLACK FUR — SILVER EYES
SCENT — Herbs, Medicine, Night BUILD — Athletic, Small body, Long legs GAIT — Quick, Walks with purpose VOICE — Tsunade Dark as the night, this woman was always a shadow among others. Her pelt is a raven black color, though it isn't as perfect as one might think. Starting on her shoulders are deep red scars that are sunk deep into her fur, showing her hard past. The scars continue down her back, starting at the base of her neck and ending halfway to her tail. Moving down her body, her tail has been cut off, bit off a long time ago about three inches away from the base. Much like her tail, her left ear has also been bitten off, leaving the base of the ear to preserve her hearing though the tip of her ear was nothing but a torn stump. Her eyes are bright silver, deep and shining against her dark black fur.
— Code by Aso
WE HAD IT MADE THE MIDDLE OF THE MADNESS
FRIENDLY — MOTHERLY — HERB LOVER— AMBITIOUS — CAUTIOUS
ALIGNMENT — Good FEARS — Losing loved ones STRENGTHS — Great herbal knowledge, fighting skills, friendly demeanor WEAKNESSES — Overly ambitious, cautious of new people
She had been through a lot in her life, making her heart shadowed from others. Though she is a very loving being, she isn't one to fall in love easily. Her heart is big and healing is everything to her, due to her past as a healer. Her mother was the healer of her pack so when she was young, Mystery learned a lot of knowledge of herbs. And, after her family was killed, she continued to teach herself more about the healing properties of plants so that she could help others. She will put her heart on the line to help others and that will never change about her, no matter what. But one thing about her is the fact that she is rather stubborn. When she puts her mind to something, she will never stop unless good reason. Exploring is everything to her and she would rather go out and explore the world then to sit around and chat with others. Though, she isn't a very shy creature at all.
— Code by Aso
WE WERE NEON IN A GREY CROWD
EARLY LIFE
Mystery was a young pup in a very small pack out in the woods yet surrounded by much larger packs. Even though they were small, they were left alone, a rather peaceful pack to say the least. Her mother, Stella, and her father, Ashton were the Alphas of the pack and after a while, a neighboring pack didn't like the peace that had been held for so long. One night, the larger pack sent out a midnight attack, catching the family at their most vulnerable. Awoken from her slumber by the sounds of fighting, Mystery wondered outside the den only to find her mother dead with the alpha of the other pack standing over her body. The young wolf stared in horror as her father flew with blind rage at the killer only to be brought to their own grave not long after. Hiding and scared, Mystery watched them leave, seeing the smirk on the Alpha's face as he left, she vowed to take him out when she got older.
ADOLESCENCE
Leaving the only land she had left, she waited almost a year before finding her way back to take care of the Alpha. She waited and watched the pack, waiting until they were at their weakest before attacking. The pack attacked her on sight and she fought back, not caring about those that she killed or left unconscious. She was only there for one reason and she finally came face to face with the alpha that had killed her family. After a bit of a standoff, they fought while the rest of the pack watched in horror. It took several agonizing minutes but she finally struck down the alpha. However, that spurred the pack to attack instantly. Already wounded, she ran, having done what she came here for. And, with a torn ear and ripped tail, she ran.
ADULTHOOD
For another year she wondered on her own, finding several rogue wolves that she got into fights with every now and then. Life was difficult as a rogue wolf, one that was a bit smaller than many others. She was bullied away from food and shelter, but she fought back every time., gaining several scars along her body. She wore them with pride, showing how she fought bravely to live. She continued to wander before she found one small wolf named Rose. Instead of fighting though, they ended up becoming close, adopting each other as siblings. Along the way, she taught herself about herbs, slowly turning her love to fight into a love to heal. One day suddenly, she appeared in Canis, with all of her previous memories of her past life and her same scarred up body.
POST-CANIS
Waking up in Canis, she quickly ran across a pack known as Juh'harah and soon joined them. However, it wasn't long until the world shifted and her pack vanished, leaving her alone once again. And so, determined to make a life for herself, she found her way to Vanderfell borders.
Known Languages
English - fluent
French - semi-fluent
Scent
Night
Herbs
Medicine
Sexuality
Heterosexual;
Submissive
Single
Voice
Her voice is deeper though soft and she tries to keep a calm tone when she speaks. However, if she gets excited or angry, her voice tends to toughen and get much louder.