forte's strong suits

[Forte]

This is a list of my characters, their profiles, and their past and current threads. Those listed near the top were created the longest time ago.

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Characters: 5.
Characters I like: 4.

[Forte]

name - Zephyr.
age - two years.
gender - female.

mate - none.
pups - none.
pack - none.
rank - none.

build - Zephyr is not small but many of her features are quite thin, including her legs, muzzle and entire body (if you view her from the front she looks very thin). She has small paws that don't support her well in snow, but her large tail gives her better balance.
coat - Her fur is average in length but very silky and usually lies rather flat against her body. The fur on the upper half of her body is a light beige or tan, and her underparts are pure white, although they get easily stained by grass and mud. The border separating the two colors is slightly wavy.
eyes - Large and bright blue.

mutations - She has functional wings that are quite large, but still in proportion to her body. They are mostly the beige color of her body but a white frosted pattern appears around the edges of the feathers.
magic -
skills/talents - Spinning stories, social faux-pas and messing up plans.

personality - Zephyr is very outgoing, carefree and sometimes overly enthusiastic. She is easily amused, easily distracted and straightforward.
history - She was born into a pack where all kinds of magic were seen and none were discriminated against. She found her role model early on: her brother, a real adventurer. He was a year older than she and her litter mates, so they had grown up observing his free-spirited, friendly, generous ways. Zephyr, who had always been his favorite and toward whom he had always acted kind and brotherly, emulated and idolized him for as long as she could before his traveler's soul finally drew him away from the pack. Soon after that Zephyr left as well, without an aim or a destination. She would just fly where the wind took her and never look back.

items - A dream catcher with blue-and-white feathers, blue beads and white beads (not currently equipped).

threads - Excuses, excuses
Let sleeping dogs lie

[Forte]

name - Yssu.
age - two years.
gender - female.

mate - none.
pups - none.
pack - Aurora Caeli.
rank - Heir.

build - She is a bit smaller than average but her entire body, especially her neck, is quite muscular due to having to carry around her horns.
coat - Her coat is perfectly white in all seasons. It is long and soft and silky and keeps her warm.
eyes - deep brown and very expressive.

mutations - Yssu has the horns of a bighorn ram.
magic - Yssu's magic is simple: she remembers every feature of the landscape that she traverses. She can recall months and years later whether water from that stream had tasted good or not, how steep this slope had felt beneath her paws, where the twists and turns are in each game trail she's walked.
skills/talents - She was raised on the steep, rocky slopes of mountains, so she is used to being very nimble and sure-footed. She rarely falls.

personality - Yssu can be a bit abrasive once in a while, when she's particularly irritable or exasperated, but most of the time she's just kind of blunt. This is not to say that she says just what she is thinking all the time, no; in fact she is rather quiet. Rather, she will speak up honestly, plainly, and without tact when she has information that needs to be shared. Again, she doesn't talk a lot. She is quiet in crowds and meetings. It is only when she is spending quality time with a friend that she says things that aren't strictly necessary: jokes, trivial opinions, stories. That is when she is at ease; that is when she is having a good time.
history - Yssu was born into a rather small pack that resided in the mountains. The pack was struggling: while prey was plentiful, it was extremely difficult to catch due to the harshness of the terrain over which one had to chase it. Winters in the mountains were awful: one was cold and wet for months a time, and when spring finally came the rocky slopes became slippery and treacherous. Injuries were commonplace and mortality among the pack was high. But the wolves were just as stubborn as the mountain goats they hunted; they refused to search for a better territory, determined to scrape out a living in the place where there was so little competition for space and food. Eventually Yssu grew tired of such a life, and the last straw for her took the form of a bad fall by her sister, who didn't wake for days and when she did she was not quite the same. Still her parents, the alphas, refused to relocate and so Yssu left when she was a year old, in the summer when the mountains were least dangerous.

She traveled east and down into the valleys, searching for a new, more reasonable pack, and after a few weeks she came across the Aurora Caeli Alliance, a new but strong and well-structured pack. She did her best to win the hearts of the pack and after a few months was allowed to take up the open position of Heir, an honor.

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threads - Remember me?
Splashing around in the muck and the mire
The Awesome Random Adventure In A Cave Quest Plot
Sunlit

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[Forte]

name - Yiska.
age - four years.
gender - male.

mate - none.
pups - none.
pack - Cascadia.
rank - Shaman.

build - Being a member of the largest sub-species of the largest canine in existence, plus being larger than average even considering those things, Yiska towers over most wolves he meets. However, he is not very muscular; rather, he is lean and wiry.
coat - Yiska's fur is a luxuriant and long, and covers up the fact that he lacks muscle mass. It is dark chocolatey brown in color and his face is an even darker shade. His undercoat is a cream color and shows through his darker fur in places. In certain lights, especially around sunset and sunrise, his coat shows specks of gleaming color.
eyes - His eyes change color randomly between green, blue and yellow.

mutations - none.
magic - He is able to use telekinesis on small objects (this is solely for author convenience--how would he be able to get those herbs in his carrying pouch otherwise?)
skills/talents - Yiska is an accomplished healer. Since weanling-hood he has exhibited an amazing talent for remembering the attributes of plants, and he has put that to use by experimenting with healing herbs and other natural remedies.

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history - As a weanling he discovered his affinity and aptitude for healing using herbs and non-magical remedies, often helping out his littermates and even his parents when they were injured or sick. But the knowledge of such plants in his family was limited, so he has had to do a lot of experimentation on both himself and other to gain the experience he has now.

items - Two eagle feathers dangle on leather threads from the thick fur on his neck. Also around his neck hangs a small pouch that he uses to carry herbs and interesting objects, which he collects.

threads - bigger and better things

[Forte]

name - Sonora.
age - two years.
gender - female.

mate - none.
pups - none.
pack - none.
rank - none.

build - She's slightly smaller than the average female, and built a little slighter. Her legs are thin, her ears and eyes large, and her muzzle narrow and pointed.
coat - She looks like an Iberian wolf. She's not, of course, but her fur is colored and patterned the same. Sonora's coat is mostly a mixture of browns and dark grays, but her underparts are a light cream color. This color extends from her belly up her chest, to her face, where it covers the lower parts of her face and her upper jaw.
eyes - bright, emerald green.

mutations - n/a
magic - n/a
skills/talents - hearing. Her hearing is incredible.

personality - Due to an inherent disability, her sense of smell is severely limited. She can only smell very strong scents and things that are close to her. Because of this, Sonora relies on her next strongest sense, that of hearing, to gather information about her surroundings, so she has always been a very quiet wolf and prefers the company of others who also don't talk much. When she is listening to voices she can't hear other sounds, like twigs breaking and brush rustling, that can warn her of danger. Normally she is very reluctant to speak at all and she gets extremely nervous when wolves talk to her unless she is in a very safe or familiar place, like a cave or the densite of a territory, or when she is in the company of wolves she knows well and trusts to warn her of danger. Due to habit her voice is always very quiet, even when she is relaxed.
Aside from all that (which, admittedly, is hard to get past), she is quite friendly. She doesn't allow herself to cut loose as much as you might like, since most of the time that means making too much noise for her to be comfortable with, but if she trusts someone to be her nose, she will relax.
history - Sonora was born into a pack that had been bitterly feuding with another pack for longer than any wolf could remember. Sonora and her siblings were brought up breathing an atmosphere of fear, anger and violence, and they were indoctrinated from a young age to hate all wolves that belonged to their family's rival pack, and to trust no one. Fights and battles broke out often between the two packs, wolves in both, Sonora included, believing that their family had been done some great injustice and that it was their duty to set it right by taking their revenge on the wolves who had done it.
Both packs jealously guarded their secrets, such as where they lived, how many wolves they ranked, how well they were fed, and of course how many pups the alphas had to carry on their traditions. Sonora and her siblings were kept well hidden from the world for the first year of their lives as they were taught to hunt and fight their rivals. From the time they turned two years old the youngsters participated in all fights and battles they were able.
One late fall night, during a torrential rainstorm that masked their scents and sounds, several wolves from the rival pack stole into the territory of Sonora's pack and started to slaughter the helpless sleeping wolves. Sonora and her packmates were woken by a death cry and a mighty battle broke out. Sonora plunged into the thick of it, but it soon became clear that the ambushed pack was outnumbered. After a few minutes of the battle Sonora had suffered several deep wounds and was bleeding heavily, and she fled. A couple of wolves chased her but, spurned on by terror, she was able to beat them to a nearby marsh, where she lost her pursuers. At daybreak the victorious pack searched for her but she had stumbled on all through the night and was miles away.
To this day Sonora has no idea how many of her pack survived the attack, and while she would love to let herself believe she may one day be reunited with any of them, especially her siblings, she is a realist and cannot kid herself. Chances are, she is the only survivor.

items - n/a

threads - Mystery of the Meadow

[Forte]

name - Dmitri
age - 3 years.
gender - male.

mate - none.
pups - none.
pack - none.
rank - none.

build - Dmitri is slightly smaller and slighter than the average male wolf his age, but is by no means unaverage.
coat - His fur is mostly a relatively solid, medium, ashy gray. His underparts are a bit lighter. His forehead and ears show hints of mousey brown.
eyes - soft lavender.

mutations - none.
magic - none.
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personality - For obvious reasons, Dmitri is terrified of females. He will go out of his way to avoid encountering them. Males' company, on the other hand, he generally enjoys. Oftentimes he finds himself attached to other male wolves, unwilling to part from them, for he is a very social creature and craves interaction. It doesn't help that he had very little positive interaction with other wolves as a pup. In his mind, even a conversation with an unpleasant person is preferable to isolation. He is also aware that there is safety in numbers.
Dmitri is rather socially stunted. He gives his trust almost too readily and lacks developed social skills. He is shy and unversed in the proper manner of communicating with others.
Aside from that, he is a very well-meaning wolf, kind-hearted, and cannot refuse a plea for aid.
history - Dmitri's grandmother lived a hard life in a male-dominated, very sexist pack. She was ranked very lowly because of her gender, was not allowed to leave and was forced to produce a litter at every opportunity. She was a strong creature, though, and never lost the hope of leaving to live a better life somewhere else. Eventually she did manage to escape the pack, and shortly after she founded a new one. Still resentful of those who had done her wrong in the past, she developed an attitude equally as bigoted as those of her former oppressors. At first her mentality of sexism was subtle, but as more wolves joined her and she gained power, she also gained confidence and started to assert herself more thoroughly over the males of the pack and encouraged other females to do the same. After almost no time at all, her new pack developed into what was almost identical to her old pack, except this time, the females were on the top of the food chain.
This sexist attitude was passed down and bolstered through the years, and it was this pack into which Dmitri was born. He was the runt of the litter and the only male, and one of only three males in the entire pack (the other two being his father and his uncle). His big sisters, female packmates, and even his own mother bullied and teased him constantly, even going so far as to cause him physical harm (although most of his remaining scars are mental). Only his father and uncle were kind to him, and taught him, and fed him sufficiently, and all that had to be outside the presence of any female of the pack for fear of being accused of "favouritism" and exiled, or worse.
One day, before Dmitri was fully grown, his mother discovered the three males in a hunting lesson. She tracked them until they killed something, and when they not only failed to call her, the alpha female, to the kill to eat first, but actually let Dmitri, the lowest-ranking wolf in the pack, have his fill, she attacked them. She was soon joined by the rest of her pack. In the confusion of the fight, Dmitri managed to slip away. He has not seen his father or uncle since.
A couple of weeks of frantic traveling has brought the young wolf to the Valley. Although he doesn't know whether or not his mother's pack is tracking him, he is ever fearful of being found, and he has been taking every precaution, just to be safe.

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