Post by Amulet on Feb 10, 2012 19:27:05 GMT -5
pheonix
YOU CAN�T WOUND AN ALREADY WOUNDED SOLDIER.
{ name } Pheonix
{ species } corsac fox
{ gender } reynard
{ age } two years, three months
{ loyalty } Fantome, Healer
{ orientation } heterosexual
{ power } Healing
{ height } forty-five inches
{ weight } 3.5 pounds
{ build } Pheonix has a lanky build. He's not the most muscular fox you've ever seen but he's got enough to appear strong.
{ coat } Pheonix has longer dusty gold fur and a white sock on his back right leg. His fur has darker strips of dusty gold, and some lighter ones, but all in all Pheonix is mostly a pale dusty gold.
{ eyes } Pheonix has sharp pale green eyes and are the shape of small diamonds, close to ovals.
{ other } Pheonix has a scar of his left eye and feels as though it is a weakness and he hates it.
{ likes }
- Sun
- Snow
- Water/Swimming
- Honesty
- Friends
{ dislikes }
- Ice
- Fire
- Disrespect
{ strengths }
- His power
- His loyalty
- His honesty
{ weaknesses }
- Death
- Disease
{ hopes }
- That in the end he will die a quick nearly painful death and die happily
{ fears }
- That he will fail to heal a fox with a wound that is not usually fatal
- That he will die slowly, painfully and alone
{ habits }
- Paces when he is worried or thinking
{ secrets }
- He wishes he didn't have his power
{ attitude } Pheonix is usually a calm fox and never panics when he is doing his duty. Although he wishes he didn�t have his powers, he feels grand after a patient walks away healed and as good as new. Even though Pheonix is a clam he tends to have a habit of pacing when he is worried or thinking, and he has a sharp temper reaction when others tell him to stop pacing. He can�t sit still if he is worried or thinking, for he says it slows down his thinking process. Pheonix loves to crack jokes and be a goof, but when he is healing he is dead serious, but still may crack a lame joke just to reassure the patient and himself, mostly himself. Some may describe Pheonix as courageous, saying that it takes a lot of courage and control to do what he does, but he usually shakes that off saying he just does what he has to. That�s the thing about Pheonix, he doesn�t like the comments foxes through at him, well he does, but he doesn�t like to flatter himself. When anyone asks he says that if he takes it to the heart it will damage his work because he�ll be thinking about those comments while his patient is close to death or in pain. Pheonix is extremely loyal and would die for a friend, or someone he loves. He wouldn�t hesitate to surrender himself or step in the line of fire for a friend, and perhaps even an enemy. Pheonix is also very honest and has only lied a handful of times in his life.
{ parents }
- Mother: Winter
- Father: Trident
{ siblings }
- Rose // 2 years // sister
- Quin // 2 years // brother
- Opal // 2 years // sister
{ lovers } he doesn't have a lover - yet
{ kits } N/A
{ others }
- Elin // best friend // 3 years // male
{ events } Pheonix was born into the wilderness and grew up with his father, as his mother took the other kits away when she found out that Pheonix had a power, but his father stayed and helped him get to know those powers. After two years of learning with his father and practicing on wounded animals throughout the forest, Pheonix decided it was time for him to go off on his own, so he joined the Fantome troop and became their healer, proud that he could use his power for something. Even though he left his father, Trident and his best friend, Elin, behind Pheonix isn�t afraid of his future.
{ name } Amulet
{ experience } five or six years
{ characters } none yet
{ codeword } checked by staffers
{ roleplay example }
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 1em; -moz-border-radius: 1em; background-image:url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2wom9du.png), width: 400px; height: 400px;] You can't wound an already, Wounded soldier You can't wound an already wounded soldier. You can't break an already broken heart. You can't avenge what has already been avenged. You can't stop what has already been stopped. You can't fix something that has already been fixed. But you can knock it down and rebuild, but for the better or for the worse is all up to you. Pheonix trotted through the forest, his ears pricked for signs of movement. His dusty form skirted through the trees, as silent as a ghost. His bushy tail brushed the ground as he crept close to his target, a lone magpie. He hid in the underbrush and just as the magpie scented him, he pounced and killed the bird with a swift nip to the neck. He picked the fragile creature up and dug into the leaves and planted his kill into the ground and trotted off to find a thrush or a field mouse. Pheonix�s pale green eyes swept across the forest, catching the glare of the sun and blinking, avoiding its strong and forceful snarl. Pheonix yawned, his jaws opening wide to reveal a set of yellowed teeth and sharp canines. He closed his mouth, blinked, and ran his tongue across his mouth and nose. He sneezed and strode forward, not really in the mood to hunt anymore. He picked up his pace as he spotted a lake ahead. Pheonix�s dusty pelt became a blur as he raced forward and jumped into the water with a slight splash. He surfaced and grinned. He paddled around and kept his eyes on the water, waiting for a curious fish to come up and investigate. Now he could do two things he liked to do at the same time; hunt and swim. � melly welly from caution 2.0 | LYRICS BY FLORENCE & THE MACHINE OUTFIT: HERE | 230 WORDS | NOTES: THEY GO HERE |
