Post by DR. SNAKES on Oct 13, 2012 3:11:18 GMT -5
| [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 460px; background-image: url(http://i44.tinypic.com/34fb0ns.jpg);-moz-border-radius: 0px 0px 0px 0px; -webkit-border-radius: 0px 0px 0px 0px; border: 4px ridge #9c5f5b, bTable][tr][cs=2] NOELANI. TWO YEARS. DWELLER. | |
[rs=2] | Name: Noelani. (pronounced: "no-ah-lah-nee") Nickname: Noe. Lani. Ni. Age: Two years. Gender: Female. Sexuality: Asexual. Breed: Akita Inu. Pack: Dweller. Bought Items: N.A. Likes:
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Overall Personality: mute. Noelani doesn't speak - no, she can't speak. She may start to open her mouth, to form words, but they die before they manage to come out. After trying so hard, Noelani has pretty much given up trying to speak through her voice. Instead, she's known to use exaggerated body language to try and get her point across. skittish. It isn't necessarily that Noelani is fearful or frightened; rather, she does not warm up to those she doesn't know, and is known to practically shout her discomfort through her body. She avoids eye contact, consistently keeps her head and upper body angled away, and in some cases, may even cower. opinionated. You may be wondering just how a canine can share their opinions if they haven't a voice to speak them. Well, Noelani has certainly found a way to do this. Using her eyes, tail, and raised lip, Noelani can easily get her point across when she dislikes something. And even if others try to ignore her, Noelani will quickly find a way to gain their attention for the sole purpose of letting her thoughts be known. In cases such as that, her dislike for attention is momentarily forgotten, until after she's already being stared at. wallflower. Even if Noelani could speak, she probably wouldn't say much. She enjoys laying in a corner and watching the way others interact. Humans are her favorite subjects. She enjoys learning about their language, trying to pick out words and eventually understand whole phrases. While humans are her favorite subject, she does enjoy watching her fellow canine species, as well. It warms her heart to watch the familial way canines are capable of treating others in hard times. friendly. Noelani will rarely choose to chase off another, though at first she's not exactly the best companion. Once she is comfortable around another's presence, Noelani loosens up a bit and shows more of her sunshiny attitude. Her smiles are small and ghostly; but they're there, for her companions to see. Noelani is not the type to bounce around in her giddiness; rather, she is seemingly more elegant and controlled in her interactions, though the excitement is clear in her dark eyes. protective. If you belong in the same pack Noelani does, consider yourself family. And if you're family, consider yourself protected. Her sweet, quiet, ghostly nature is an illusion to the true power behind her jaws. Although Noelani would rather not hurt others, even her worst enemies, it is simply a natural reaction to protect what is precious to her. loyal. If you are family to Noelani, she will remain loyal to you until the day to betray the rest of the family. Although it's relatively easy to gain her loyalty if you're part of the family, it's certainly more difficult if you're part of an outside pack, or if you share different beliefs. Noelani can almost be naively loyal; standing beside her family even if they are wrong. guarded. Noelani puts walls up, keeping others out. She tends to be secretive, almost mysterious in a way. She mostly keeps to herself when in new situations. When others ask about her personal life, Noelani offers very vague responses, keeping her personal life to herself. slow to trust. Even in her own family, Noelani finds it difficult to trust others. She is usually expecting others to hurt her in some way, and that can sometimes be projected in the way she interacts. There are times when Noelani may appear snappy or antisocial, but these are simply ways to help her protect herself. motherly. One being that she will always find herself falling head over heels for, are pups or other canines younger than herself. She enjoys their enthusiastic play, and often, Noelani can be found rolling around with them. She also tends to be extremely protective over human children, often staying within sight of them. History: before birth - birth. Before the canines decided to overthrow the humans, there was a small group working to breed certain breeds of dog. They were breeding for health, temperament, and conformation. Among those breeds, was the Akita Inu; a Japanese dog, often quite prized in Japan. Noelani's parents were shipped from Japan to America. They were both new, with only two ribbons between the two of them, but they showed promise. Although the breeding was set up, the two dogs got along very well. Amaterasu, Noelani's mother, was a very outgoing, friendly young girl. Although she was protective, she never growled unless it was absolutely necessary. Enenra, Noelani's father, was more reserved than Amaterasu, but he was certainly no less friendly. Noelani was born, along with three others; Amaya, Byakko, and Hotoke. Noelani and Amaya were the two females, with Byakko and Hotoke being the two males. up to one year. Amaterasu was very gentle, but she was also firm. She did not growl nor did she ever snap at her puppies. Although life with them was sometimes difficult and stressful, Amaterasu showed great patience with her four young children. Noelani grew up as a quiet pup, never really speaking. Sometimes she would murmur a few words, but overall, she was not "normal" in that sense. Hotoke talked for her, which worked well enough for Noelani. When the puppies were around seven weeks, Enenra was allowed limited access to them. Although he also showed great patience, he was not quite as lenient as Amaterasu. The puppies all learned to be more subdued around Enenra. Although they certainly loved their father, his presence often meant that they could not roughhouse in the way they wanted. Still, because his presence was so limited, the puppies dealt with it. Being quite for her father was not difficult for Noelani. Her silence was perhaps what caused her to be such a daddy's girl. She was often the only one who truly looked forward to Enenra's visits, often becoming very excited when he would walk into the room. By nine weeks, the puppies were being set out in a pen, and other human families began coming. One by one, Noelani watched her siblings as they were lifted from the pen and carried away. By the end of the week, it was only Noelani left. When she questioned her mother - using her own unique sign language - Amaterasu told her that the others were going to other homes. If Noelani was not lifted from the pen, it meant that the humans wanted to keep her. Noelani grew up in the same household as her parents. She never said a word, and no one ever forced her to speak. She and her siblings sometimes met up, and Noelani was always excited to see them and play with them again. Although her humans worked hard to socialize Noelani, she simply found herself unable to truly enjoy the company of strange dogs. Her humans treated her kindly, trained her using kind methods, and kept her well-exercised. up to now. After a year, Noelani had started visiting the vet more often. Although it was all very strange for the young dog, she found that these humans were not too bad. What frightened her most was the scent of sickness. However, her humans never left her alone, and that in itself was comforting enough for her. Amaterasu told her daughter that her humans were likely planning to set her up with another male, and that Noelani would probably have pups of her own. This concept was strange to Noelani, but she was excited. She had met puppies before, and she liked them. However, Noelani would never have those pups. A little before her second birthday, the canines attacked. Enenra and Amaterasu protected their humans and their pup with their lives. Their sacrifice was not in vain. It didn't take long for Noelani to figure out that humans were going underground, and that other canines who supported these humans were also going underground. She and her humans followed suit. Role-playing Sample: Damn it. Damn it all. Why wasn't anything working. Adder kept his uncertainty hidden this time, trying to keep his expression constant. He did not want Stark to think that he was really getting to him, really making him think. It just... wouldn't be right. Why couldn't Stark just move on? Adder didn't care if he had to watch Stark be in love with another. If Stark was happy, Adder would be happy. Okay, so, that was pretty much a lie. A part of him knew that if the Basenji got himself a mate, it would take everything in his soul not to rip apart the offending male. And he probably wouldn't succeed. Death Adder never did have very good self-control, and something so emotional would definitely cause for action. Adder knew just how possessive and absolutely driven Stark could be. It was one of the things he loved so much about his companion; the unpredictability that Stark brought along actually gave Adder a love for life itself. Everything was seen differently, everything was felt differently. Hell, everything was different. Nothing really mattered when he was with Stark, except that he was with Stark. And that, admittedly, was a bit overwhelming. Watching how easily Stark's body became more easy-going, it almost made Adder want to jump back into their routine of playful, meaningless banter. He could easily remember their fights, though they were usually half-hearted and forgotten the next day. Watching Stark wag his tail and smile made Adder want to do the same. And when he spoke again, claiming to have changed his mind, the Culpeo had to swallow the laughter that threatened to curl his lips. Why did this have to be so complicated? Adder shook his head with a sigh. "You never were a very decisive person." He mumbled, dark eyes looking off to the side as he remembered the many times he'd spent with Stark as the Basenji tried to make decisions. However, he did have to give the dog credit. Usually, when he did finally decide something, he stuck to it. After all, as he said himself, he was stubborn. There was a brief lull of silence, before Stark yet again spoke, and the truth that Adder heard in that sentence warmed his heart. He kept his face blank, though, devoid of the sudden wealth of emotions he was feeling. Trying to keep the longing, the adoration, and the desire at bay, he forced himself to turn away from Stark, his body rigid, stiff. He forced himself to take a step away from the Basenji, the action tugging at his heart, like it was ripping itself from his chest. "You're a fool, Stark." He growled out, frustrated - with both himself, and Stark. |
DR. SNAKES. EIGHT-NINE YEARS. |