AcaciaMalikov

Werewolf Roleplay - OPEN

Character Sheet

Acacia 'Ace' Malikov

Age: 19
Gender: Female
Sexual preference: Bi-Sexual

Human or werewolf: Werewolf
Pack member or loner: Pack Member
Pack name: Odessa
Pack position: Lower Ranking - Pack Member

Appearance (picture or written description)

Ace stands at about 5'5 with pale almost translucent skin stained in a few places by scattered tattoos and holds a slender figure, her hair of fiery untamed auburn hangs just below her shoulders. Her skin is fair and is met with an unusual blend of blue / green eyes (replace the image eyes) that stand out brightly. Her appearance barely suits her nature and she looks more bubbly and outgoing than she really is.

Wolf Form

Ace's fur is a brighter more eye catching ginger, matching almost equally the colours of her natural human hair. She is larger than an ordinary wolf, yet smaller than most her pack-mates. Ace being predominantly found as her wolf phase, catches the eyes of anyone who may be in the woods, passing by where she is. Her eyes are strikingly bright and quickly draw eye contact when she stares or glances at others.

Strengths (at least 3):

• Observant / Keen Eyesight
• Fast and Agile
• Strong
• Good Swimmer
• Decent Shifter

Weaknesses (at least 3):

• Almost Useless with Weapons / Fighting
• Easily Startled
• Distant and Avoidant
• Uncontrolled Shifts When Fearful or Over Excited

Personality: Ace almost lives to be a loner, her preference for singularity and distance draws her to being a low ranking member, she avoids confrontation, and being almost useless in any battle be it barehanded or with weaponry she prefers to use her agility, speed and keen eye sight to prevent too close a proximity of any thought threat.

She has a high flight instinct and will generally submit to any high wolf if a fight breaks loose, she is seen to be easily startled and will even sink herself in water to avoid anything chasing her. Her suitability to companionship is low, though she is a compassionate and gentle creature, almost too much so to be where she was.

History: Mostly Unknown Except that she Reigns from Russia and somehow landed herself in Odessa, her accent isn't as strong as many would expect, but she will occasionally speak in her native tongue.

Ace fears her untimely death, her inability to mingle well with others causes her great stress due to the knowledge a mate is her only chance. She spends her days off alone, wandering and wondering where she'd be best off. She wasn't suited to pack life and knew it, but she also knew she probably wouldn't survive alone without someone to call for help.

Ace trails behind those of her back, learning what she can when she can and applying it in a more distant, avoiding and fleeing manner. Can the young werewolf solve her problems and find her will to survive? Or will she succumb to that of any mate-less werewolves untimely and unkind fate.

Other: Can generally be found off by herself hiding alone among the mountains coverage and a majority of the time as her wolf self.

To Live as Dragons (A Feral Dragon Rp)

Allowed his eyes to shift over both forms of the two dragoness's, tail swaying almost like that of an agitated feline and nostrils flaring with each hefty breath. He shook his head and grunted an almost unkind snort before he placed himself in front of the bloody mess of a meal. Large figure lowering to block the pairs sights before he reached around to nuzzle between his own wings, a whisper of voice barely hear-able as he blocked further sights of partial movement.

All that the two would see would be a fine slender whip like motion from a miniature tail, followed by a faint thud of something hitting the ground. At that point, Ace brought his head around to settle firm orbs of solid emerald upon the dark figures once more. Wings tucked to his sides still as he listened now to the sound of the carcass being torn at.

He almost went statue still as he blocked vision of whatever he'd had with him. The gentle rumbles, flaring nostrils and hard set eyes daring either to try coming closer, he was visibly prepared to fight for what he had and wasn't afraid to make that known at this point where the small creature was at it's most vulnerable.

Werewolf Roleplay - OPEN

Character Sheet

Name: Acacia Malikov (Commonly Uses "Ace")
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Sexual preference: Bi-Sexual

Human or werewolf: Werewolf
Pack member or loner: Pack Member
Pack name: Odessa
Pack position: Lower Ranking - Pack Member

Appearance (picture or written description):

Ace stands at about 5'5 and holds a slender figure, her hair of firey untamed auburn hangs just above her elbows. Her skin is fair and is met with an unusual blend of blue / green eyes that stand out brightly. Her appearance suits her nature and she looks like the distant, shy creature she is.

Strengths (at least 3):

• Observant / Keen Eyesight
• Fast and Agile
• Strong
• Good Swimmer
• Decent Shifter

Weaknesses (at least 3):

• Almost Useless with Weapons / Fighting
• Easily Startled
• Distant and Avoidant
• Uncontrolled Shifts When Fearful or Over Excited

Personality: Ace almost lives to be a loner, her preference for singularity and distance draws her to being a low ranking member, she avoids confrontation, and being almost useless in any battle be it barehanded or with weaponry she prefers to use her agility, speed and keen eye sight to prevent too close a proximity of any thought threat.

She has a high flight instinct and will generally submit to any high wolf if a fight breaks loose, she is seen to be easily startled and will even sink herself in water to avoid anything chasing her. Her suitability to companionship is low, though she is a compassionate and gentle creature, almost too much so to be where she was.

History: Mostly Unknown

Ace fears her untimely death, her inability to mingle well with others causes her great stress due to the knowledge a mate is her only chance. She spends her days off alone, wandering and wondering where she'd be best off. She wasn't suited to pack life and knew it, but she also knew she probably wouldn't survive alone without someone to call for help.

Ace trails behind those of her back, learning what she can when she can and applying it in a more distant, avoiding and fleeing manner. Can the young werewolf solve her problems and find her will to survive? Or will she succumb to that of any mate-less werewolves untimely and unkind fate.

Other: Can generally be found off by herself hiding alone among the mountains coverage and a majority of the time as her wolf self.

Wolf Form: *Hope it is okay to add this, if I cannot remain wolf I can remove that aspect - but this is an example of her appearance as such anyway* Though her Fur is a bit brighter in the red/orange to match her hair*

Werewolf Roleplay - OPEN

I'm certainly interested in joining maybe. This sounds like it could be fun. :)

To Live as Dragons (A Feral Dragon Rp)

Listened to the older dragoness as she spoke, he only nodded partially as he watched her instincts to protect her injured sibling.

He tucked his wings against his sides slowly as he shifted on the three available limbs, a gentle rumble emerging as he winced at the high pitched crying of the sheep before he dropped it and spun quickly, lengthy tail knocking down a small tree as the over-sized skull dunked down and his maw parted, rippling lips baring those large, well pointed daggers before he grabbed the small creature and within seconds dropped it once more, this time silenced.

The females at this point proved no threat as he allowed a snake-like slither of pink flesh to draw down either side of his jaws, stripping them of the fresh copper tasting liquid. At that instance he'd quickly shoot a glance at the pair off on the other side, he hesitated and paced lightly around the meal. It was only a mouth full for him basically, which made it odd that he didn't eat it up as fast as many might have. He merely watched the others and hesitated some thought in his mind.

To Live as Dragons (A Feral Dragon Rp)

Lol that's all good - I can do up one more without giving away anything important.

To Live as Dragons (A Feral Dragon Rp)

Suddenly began a quick descent, bright eyes watching as the figures began to retreat, his throat rocked lightly as he rumbled, non threateningly downwards. He didn't expect such a retreat, but his frustration made him sound harsher than intended.

As the larger figure disappeared within the tree lines he began to circle once more, halting his descent as he witnessed the smaller dragoness collapse over a log, the cry of pain followed by a voice calling to the other dragoness made the male slow down. The sheep clasped below him still shrieking loudly as he moved.

"You do not need to run," The hefty, deep tone drifted downwards from the massive creature. The gleam of bright colors bouncing from his scales contrasting the dark shadow under his form.

After a moment he shook his thickened nape and began to descend once more, he aimed to land away from the pair, far enough to hastily take off if necessary. The creature upon his back between his wings barely visible upon approach, almost invisible as he slowed to land upon the fresh greenery of the field and it's scattered flower inhabitants.

With a graceful thud and sudden gush of breeze pushed under those lifting limbs the brute landed near the furthest side of the field, the sheep held in one lifted hind leg as he emit a partial hiss and shifted to glance upon the forms trying to retreat.

To Live as Dragons (A Feral Dragon Rp)

Ivory clouds scattered the painted hues of the sky, the light whistle of wind trickling in the trees below as a hefty mass cast a shadow from above. The sun behind him as wide limbs rippled and barely motioned for lift, the gentle complaining of hunger lingered over his spin as emerald hues scanned the earth for a clearing of sorts.

Hind legs dangled behind him as he shook his head with a frustrated snort, the shrieks of a distressed sheep wrapped in one foots talons echoed downwards as the lightly colored form began to circle a large clearing split by a stream. His descent halted by the appearance of two dark figures lingering about. A quick thrust downwards of those powerful wings cast him around as he emit a deep shrill of a call, testing his grounds off approach as the little figure upon him went quiet, molding to blend before being spotted she new the routine.

Ace glared downwards, he continued to circle above, like a vulture over dying prey, but he grasped that still living meal tightly below him, he made no descent and merely watched, listened and waited.

To Live as Dragons (A Feral Dragon Rp)

Can't wait to join in, I've been looking for something that piqued my interest and as such this has.
It's already looking decent with the started RP.

To Live as Dragons (A Feral Dragon Rp)

Name: Ace

Age: 36

Gender: Mature Male

Appearance: In large stature, this male glistens with the pale sky blue scales, blending in to the almost transparent violet of his under scales, spinal and wing webs, his head topped by two golden cream spiraled daggers and his neck and tail tip coated with gentle ivory strands of hair. This is matched by sapphire gem orbs that seem to soften or harden with his mood.

Size: Ace stands at almost 15 feet tall (to the shoulder), 50 feet long from tail to nose and has a wing span of 65 feet.

Mate: Once Before - Lost to Humans, May Eventually Settle.

Territory: Seeking Lands Suitable for his Needs.

Clan: Lost - Now has None.

Personality: A gentle giant, Ace spends his time caring for the one thing he cares about the most, his ability to selflessly defend and protect is seen through the numerous scars, slowly healing over his body from the attack on his clan and mate. The giant beast, appears to be rough and blocks out strangers quite easily until he warms up to them.

Bio: Roaming freely the mass of bright colored scales avoids any topic of his past. He's wary of opening up and only shows his real emotions to the little lump of life he carries on his back, almost identical to himself and blending well. At barely even 1 he carried the young like her mother would have if necessary, rarely a male would be seen in most lands carrying his own young, heck, most young never new their father, but Ace seemed different. He roamed quickly, stopping when necessary to ensure his little Lady was getting everything, avoiding occupied areas and those who visibly requested he not come near. He seeks a place to call home once more, a place to raise his young and maybe meet some other dragons that accept the way he chooses to live.

Other: A fast flyer by nature, Ace doesn't match most dragons with a rather chilly breath compared to their hot, flames. He enjoys relaxing on the river banks, strolling through the coverage of green forestry and most of all, spending time with his little Lady.



*I hope it's okay to play two and hope it's all filled in correctly, was my favorite image and felt like maybe adding a bit more to your RP as it peeked my interest* :)