Quill
Character name: Quill
Race/Tribe: Catrider
Soul Name: Tkaa
Lifemates: N/A
Sexual Orientation: Males, though she could possibly be
willing with a female if it was presented to her in the right way.
Soul Brothers/Sisters: N/A
Gender: Female
Hair: Thick orange with yellow highlights. The front half of her
right side is white. Falls down to her mid back in waves.
Color Scheme: Orange, purple
Weapons/Tools: Spear. Her spear has a picture of a feather
carved into the shaft and a picture of sand dunes, to mark
that she is a hunter. She also has a knife
Likes: Dancing, hunting, Cactus juice
Personality: Quill is a fun elf, prefering to be laid back. But
don't get on her bad side or she will test your strength, whether
physically or mentally. She is a take charge kind of female. Very
empowering and fierce. She has alot of pride, and tries to hold
onto her dignity. If she fails at something she is angry because
of it, and sometimes never lets it go for days. She puts her prides
health before hers always. She would rather suffer with the pain
then endanger a member of her pride. During a hunt or battle, she
is a deadly tool. But she doesn't pay attention to her surroundings
and only focuses on the prey, one at a time, and often gets injured.
Whether in mentally or physically.
History: Quill was always a take charge kind of elf. When she was
younger she would boss around the other children, getting them to
do what she wanted or she would fight with them. Over the years
she has softned a bit, but still keeps the others in their place.
One of her childhood friends was Darksun. They shared a
love-hate relationship, being the occasional furmate as they grew.
One day, when Quill was around 200 turns, Darksun had started a
fight with her, for unknown reasons to her. Push came to shove
and sooner or later it became very violent. Darksun had gotten
to the point where he almost killed her with his spear, causing
her to fear him at that time. Cactus and Wind were there to stop
him, and he left the next morning, to Quill's satisfaction... and
worry. Very soon however, that fear turned into anger, a searing
anger that he had best her, had her under his will for him to
decide her fate. She felt as though she was weak and had shown
throat, losing a challenge very similar to chieftanship.
Her father and mother died from a stray rabbies infested
Desert Hound and she took the role of chief when she was 213.
When she was 345 she was on a hunting trip and was attacked
by one of the desert dwelling deer, recieving a scar across
her stomach. After the devistating sand storm that had wiped
away almost half the Pride, Quill had seeked comfort from
Wisewing, quickly becomeing lovemates with him. Soon, she
had become lovemates with Wildrain as well, attracted to his
different view of things.
Bondbeast: Russet
©Catwalk
Played By: Tiffany
Job/Function in Holt: Chief
Soul Name Known By: N/A
Lovemates: Wisewing, Wildrain
Recognized: N/A
Family-
---Mother: Longwind(Deceased)
---Father: Bloodfall(Deceased)
---Siblings: Roughpaw(Brother;Alive)
---Other: N/A
Age: 489
Eyes: Violet. Large, expressive, and soft looking.
Scars/Tattoos: One running across her stomach. Barely visible
but you can slightly feel the hardened tissue.
Skin Shade: Tan
Build: Tall and curvy. Has hidden strength underneath her soft
and gentle looking outside.
Height: 4'11"
Over-all Face (shape,look,etc...): Heart shaped with round edges.
Pronounce jawline and full lips
Voice: Always has a soft purr and is intoxicating. When she is
angry she gets a deep rumbleing growl.
Clothes: Wears a purple bikini top and bottom. Wears thin, airy,
pale orange see through silk pants over top of the bikini bottom.
Wears an off the shoulder belly top and the sleeves go down to
her wrist's. For shoes she has calf high purple hide shoes. Also
has a thin purple veil that attaches to more silk. She wears as
a hat to keep the sun off her and the veil to keep the sand out
of her face.
Jewelry: Two gold loops in her ears, chains of gold to hold the
veil and silk fabric on her head. Also has a gold chain wrapped
around her stomach.
Talents (magic): None
Skills: Hunting, dancing, fighting, mimicing(EX:Animal calls),
riding Desert Hounds
Dislikes: Arrogant or stubborn elves, Being backstabbed by friends,
Not being trusted, argueing, being controlled
Fears: Floods, severe sandstorms
Animal: Desert Hound
Gender: Male
Color/Appearance: Dark brown and black brindle. Has a hole in left
ear from a battle.
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