[Tundra Wolf] Bacia Feb 18, 2016 12:16:03 GMT -5
Post by Bacia on Feb 18, 2016 12:16:03 GMT -5
Years RPing: 5-ish
Other: Y'all are rad *thumbs up*
How You Found Us: N/A
Birthday: 18 October 2013
Species: Tundra Wolf
Height: 34 inches
Length: 64 inches
Weight: 125 pounds
Coat Color: Black with red-brown and grey streaks running through it
Eye Color: Red-orange
Health Issues: None currently
Other Information: N/A
Mental Stability: Sane
History: Bacia was born and grew up as a loner. She was raised by her parents alongside her brother Baingan, and the two of them were practically inseparable as the grew up. They would run and explore and play-fight whenever they could, wherever they could. However, as more packs began to appear and more land was being claimed, Bacia and her family spent much time traveling from free land to free land, coming and going as the surrounding packs came and went. Bacia and Baingan didn't think much of leaving their parents or each other, and they figured that they would travel around together forever as one big, happy family.
What none of them realized was that Bacia's name was a rather brutal foreshadowing of the events to come. The name Bacia, of Ugandan origin, means "family deaths ruined the home". Whether or not the family's fate was sealed in the stars or not is unknown, but when the siblings reached one year of age, the meaning behind Bacia's name slowly turned into a terrifying reality.
Unknowingly, the family had eventually settled deep into Waryck Jungle, the scents of the Kairos pack muffled and hidden by the heavy air and fragrant smells of the jungle. Bacia and Baingan would spend hours creeping around in the underbrush, following the paths of the many exotic creatures the jungle held. That is, until one morning, when Bacia was awoken by harsh heat and found herself alone on the outskirts of Igneir. She was battered and bruised and appeared to have been knocked out. Expecting the worst, she carefully made her way back into the jungle, only to find the bodies of her parents and brother scattered a few paces ahead of her. They hadn't been so lucky, and they all lay limp on the jungle floor, most definitely dead. Bacia was overwhelmed with so much grief that she ran away through the jungle to R'imdar, where she rested for a few days before moving onwards. She swam past Igneir again, landing on the outskirts of Acerbus. At this point, she didn't even care if she was killed for trespassing on Kairos land. She was exhausted, strung-out, and very obviously in a panic. She hid herself along the nearby mountain range, spending day after day moving from one spot to another.
All of this walking allowed her much time to think, and this thinking, helped Bacia cope slightly, but it mostly made her colder, quieter, and more closed-off. Whenever another loner passed her by, she refused to speak to them, and if they tried to nag her into talking, she would attack. She became significantly more aggressive, and for a relatively long period of time she refused to associate with anyone at all. She never considered joining a pack and considered the action to only be a feeble attempt to get back the family she had lost. However, the longer she spent alone, fixated on these thoughts, the more lonely she got, and she refused to admit to it until she was stuck doing next to nothing all day. She finally changed her mind after days of mulling over all the time she spent alone and how empty it felt.
Personality: As mentioned before, Bacia is cold, distant, and apathetic. She is known to be especially moody and easy to irritate. She is generally quiet, somber, and closed-off, losing much of her motivation and interest to speak after the loss of her family. She is easily provoked and aggressive, as well as vengeful, earning her a spot as a Tlamicti. Contrarily, she excels in reading the emotions of others and is able to restrain herself when she is doing something noticeably wrong, though she rarely does more than that to acknowledge the situation. If one is determined enough, though, they may be able to see past her cold outer shell and see that there's more to her than silence and murder (probably). They would be able to see that she is confident, determined, bold, and proud, and that she carries herself as such. She is quick-thinking and mentally agile. Dig even further and they will see that she is fiercely protective and tries to show some forms of affection, though she's not very good at it and tends to avoid it most of the time. Unfortunately, though, most canines are too afraid to speak to her much, making her seem permanently silent and uncaring.