Post by Tilbedelse on Dec 2, 2017 17:43:44 GMT
FH Username:
Elijay
Character Name:
Tilbedelse
Character Age:
One year
Real Life Age:
18
Skill in any branch? (Like fighting, guarding, healing, spying):
Fighting, Guarding and Spying have been my usual ranks in previous packs if I was not leading.
Ever been a high rank/staff member for another group? If so, what rank and which group?:
Pack of Thoughts (Alpha), Golden Grizzly (Chief), Acupibus Somnia (Empress), LLB (Duchess), others
Position Desired? (Duke/Duchess or Earl/Countess):
Duchess
Why do you want to take on this rank?:
I have experience as mostly leading ranks through working my way through the pack, and I'd love the opportunity to help how I can with the group and stand behind the leader as a support as much as possible. I believe I have the skillset required to hold this ranking.
What is your activity level? (0 being lowest, 10 being highest):
8
What days of the week are you most active?:
Wednesday, Saturday, Sunday. No work or Fire Dept. stuff
Skype User or dA User?:
mavril.monroe (skype)
RP Sample (2 paragraphs min.):
Tilbedelse's ears lay back against her monochromatic temple, the black markings on her face blending with the dirt that had come to cover her pristine, white fur. Entering through the pack's main pathway, Tilly slowly lifted her head, bicoloured iris' scanning frantically for the face of the King. Usually found by his side, the Duchess had come to think of some kind of protector; the aggression level she'd show noticeably rose when anyone became voiceful with their King.
It wasn't uncommon for her to walk just behind him, scanning his sides for any ambushers. Tilbedelse had always been this way however, and there was never a second thought should it come to throwing herself in the way of an attacker. Seeing his features in her line of vision now, after being gone for a few days to figure out where the prey was going, was the biggest relief the she-wolf had ever felt. Her ears flicked forward, posture immediately improving, as well as a small pace increase.
Her vocals released a small series of welcoming whimpers, tucking her tail as she'd approach him, and licking under his chin; the gesture of respect the native female had learned from her previous tribe. Regaining her semi-dominant stance, the Duchess turned to sit beside him, looking over the pack before them. Before even attempting to speak, the lass winced at her own lack of English. She'd grown up speaking Celtic tongue but with the accent of natives, and still wasn't completely fluent in the language of this pack. She only had brief teachings before being told to leave the tribe.
"We found not much. I learn of caribou that was here, but long ago." Shaking her head, the females yellow eye turned towards him to search for an expression. "Not missed much home, I hope." Her biggest regret in leading the search party was being away from most of the pack, and any events that may have happened.
Elijay
Character Name:
Tilbedelse
Character Age:
One year
Real Life Age:
18
Skill in any branch? (Like fighting, guarding, healing, spying):
Fighting, Guarding and Spying have been my usual ranks in previous packs if I was not leading.
Ever been a high rank/staff member for another group? If so, what rank and which group?:
Pack of Thoughts (Alpha), Golden Grizzly (Chief), Acupibus Somnia (Empress), LLB (Duchess), others
Position Desired? (Duke/Duchess or Earl/Countess):
Duchess
Why do you want to take on this rank?:
I have experience as mostly leading ranks through working my way through the pack, and I'd love the opportunity to help how I can with the group and stand behind the leader as a support as much as possible. I believe I have the skillset required to hold this ranking.
What is your activity level? (0 being lowest, 10 being highest):
8
What days of the week are you most active?:
Wednesday, Saturday, Sunday. No work or Fire Dept. stuff
Skype User or dA User?:
mavril.monroe (skype)
RP Sample (2 paragraphs min.):
Tilbedelse's ears lay back against her monochromatic temple, the black markings on her face blending with the dirt that had come to cover her pristine, white fur. Entering through the pack's main pathway, Tilly slowly lifted her head, bicoloured iris' scanning frantically for the face of the King. Usually found by his side, the Duchess had come to think of some kind of protector; the aggression level she'd show noticeably rose when anyone became voiceful with their King.
It wasn't uncommon for her to walk just behind him, scanning his sides for any ambushers. Tilbedelse had always been this way however, and there was never a second thought should it come to throwing herself in the way of an attacker. Seeing his features in her line of vision now, after being gone for a few days to figure out where the prey was going, was the biggest relief the she-wolf had ever felt. Her ears flicked forward, posture immediately improving, as well as a small pace increase.
Her vocals released a small series of welcoming whimpers, tucking her tail as she'd approach him, and licking under his chin; the gesture of respect the native female had learned from her previous tribe. Regaining her semi-dominant stance, the Duchess turned to sit beside him, looking over the pack before them. Before even attempting to speak, the lass winced at her own lack of English. She'd grown up speaking Celtic tongue but with the accent of natives, and still wasn't completely fluent in the language of this pack. She only had brief teachings before being told to leave the tribe.
"We found not much. I learn of caribou that was here, but long ago." Shaking her head, the females yellow eye turned towards him to search for an expression. "Not missed much home, I hope." Her biggest regret in leading the search party was being away from most of the pack, and any events that may have happened.
