Post by whitesong on Jul 15, 2008 7:02:06 GMT 10
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Name:Ebony
Age:4 ½ (15 1/2 Human years)
Gender: Female
Species: Poochyena
Personality: ‘Stand alone, there is no one there for you. You are a lone wolf. Free from the bindings of companionship.’- Ebony
Those were the words that the young Poochyena stood by. She was alone wolf, no love nor hate. She was neutral, hating herself more than the world. Bitter and closed away… Ebony, dark like her namesake- calm however with an inner raging fire burned brightly in her magenta eyes. Personally, She is withdrawn and secluded. Barely showing anything other than hostility towards others. Or attached apathy, with the occasional smirk from her small muzzle.
May it be human or pokemon. She despises being controlled above all else. As she wishes only to be free, alone with herself. However deep inside Ebony wishes for something… something she discarded at birth- “love”. Though only from people worthy of it. If so, she would be the most loyal pokemon in the world- if she was given the choice to.
However her frozen heart would not let that be. She was an embodiment of self-will and perseverance. No matter how afraid she might be inside, she would never show it. There was no need for useless emotions- when her life was constantly on the fence.
Physical Appearance: Ebony- the Poochyena was like any normal of her species. However some things about her physique and her posture differenced her from the normal run-of-the-mill. Though not quite as a “shiny”. Ebony had some characteristics that made her different. For instance- her supposed to be grey fur was a darker coal-smoke grey.
As her eyes are an hardened magenta. The tip of her right ear is frizzled, and her left paw is a pale white. As though it had been dipped in white paint. She was smaller by a hair, then normal Poochyena. Though with a lithe body and strong hind legs, it made her quite the sprinter. Her most notable possession on her being is a sky blue handkerchief wrapped around her neck, hiding the slim singular scar on her neckline.
---Pokemon Related Stuff & History---
Level: 28
Attacks:
- Double Team
- Tackle
- Howl
- Swagger
- Bite
- Dig
- Iron Tail
- Shadow Ball
Allegiance:Neutral
History: She was born wild, that was a fact. Born in a litter of six and raised by such family. She was in all terms however the runt of the litter. As while in a pack of Mightyena and Poochyena- who revered strength above all else. Then at the time nameless dark type, was abandoned. As she was born in the streets of BarkWish Town, the lone poochyena knew by instinct alone how to survive in a human environment.
She fought and tore her way through a meager way of a stray. Already she showed signs of her heart hardening. That was to be the first step of her spite of herself. Two years after being alone on the empty streets, the nameless poochyena was found. By a human boy, his name was Markus. Living with a family of five, Markus wanted nothing more than a pokemon to battle with. Being the required age, he set of looking around the city for a wild pokemon. As he found one… He goaded her with scraps of food, which she quickly obliged to. They both had found what they had needed. To Markus she was a tool. To the newly named Ebony, he was a as she thought a “friend”. Oh. How wrong she was…
Friendships last forever, until stabbed in the Back…
The handkercheif. Was once a 'gift', Now,nothing more than just a reminder.
He trained her, taught her new abilities and even taught her to speak in the human tongue… but all of that, was just for his selfish goals.
As Markus had found a more ‘powerful’ pokemon to meet his needs. So in that final day they spent together, he betrayed her. Leaving the now older Ebony on the streets once more, that was the final step to freeze over her heart. Abandoned twice in her lifetime was more then enough. With no other choice, she fled into a deeper part of the town… Though… the name- Ebony had stuck. She would keep it as a reminder of her foolishness.
And till this day, she still lives among the throng of people. Alone, silently howling at a silver moon…
“Love is earned, not given, trust is easily broken… as are our hearts- mine was…”- Ebony
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Sample Post: A veil of dark had befallen BarkWish Town, it was nightfall. A time when all those that are wild come out and hunt… Though living in the human dwellings most pokemon have not dulled their senses… Ebony was no exception.
Quietly sniffing the air with her coal dark nose, moist from her bodily fluids. She perked an ear to the left, it twitched picking up any sounds of prey. It had been two days since she had eaten, too long in her mind. Magenta eyes narrowed as she hunched down front paws affront. While back legs tensed. There was silence, until the sound of rustling was heard…
With a silent growl she lept, towards the sound of her would be meal. A tasty ratatta, small but it would suffice. Anything sounded good if you had not eaten for two days. Acting as an injured stray only lasted for so long. As did the rewards, now it was back to hunting. Though Ebony did not mind.
She was born wild and she would remain wild. Not to become some domesticated pet for some annoying flesh ape. No, she would listen to mother nature’s laws. That which she abided by. No second chances…
The Ratatta shrieked in surprise of the quick assault barely able to register it’s attacker’s movement. That was all the poochyena needed.
And thus was the life’s end of the purple rodent, as it hung limply in the proud wolf’s vice like grip. Moments later as the moon hid behind the clouds there was another rustle… And then as the moon peeked through the poochyena was gone.
What such a wonder was the thrill of the hunt. As nature had it’s own rewards…
||”What a glorious moon…”|| spoke the now full Ebony, eyes dancing like star lights as the moon reflected her dark pink orbs. And then through the silence a calming victory howl emitted through the still cold air…