OOC:

Name: Lindsey
Age 13
Contact: Kitten1club@msn.com
How much are you online: A. L.O.T.
How long you have been wolf Rping: Two years?

IC:

Name: Ishtar
Age: 2.5
Gender: Female
Breed: Timber Wolf
Family: Parouche- Parouche was Ishtar’s mother. Parouche always had a very miserable life from the time she was 6 weeks old. Parouche grew up in a cold family who did not care about her once bit. Parouche lived in evil lands and there were evil wolves for many miles outside the lands as well. Parouche always felt as if she was not welcomed since she had figured out what her pack did to some wolves. She always wanted to get out and she did right as she came into age. She left without even saying goodbye.

Parouche was always the nicer wolf, a good wolf in an evil pack. Parouche told herself if she was ever to have pups she would take care of them, not like her parents did. Parouche other wise was more to herself. Parouche was looking for the perfect place to live if she was going to stop. She wanted a peaceful forest area to live in with waterfalls and streams. Well that didn’t happen tell the end for her. She had a miserable life from the beginning and she thought it would never become something she wanted to live for.

After Ishtar grew up, Parouche went forward and entered into beautiful valley lands which almost made her believe she had died and went to heaven. And for once her life was set right, she was accepted by the alpha female and lived under Delta control and ended up with a mate named Dinoven. Parouche was finally happy and carefree at the age of three and a half. Now Parouche is five with already two litters of puppies, living a normal as can be life.

Parouche is a timber wolf that was mostly black with slashes of gray and white mixed around almost in swirls. Parouche was avenged sized wolf but pretty weak for her lousy nutrition almost all her life. Her pelt was delicately soft and balanced with the colors and tunes. Her eyes were the sweetest brown you could find. Parouche was neither fast nor strong but she was very smart and wise even as a pup. Ishtar hasn’t seen Parouche since she left her.

Juron- Juron is Ishtar’s father, he never been anything in Ishtar’s life but the one who created her. Juron was very evil and cold and only cared about him being powerful and mating with as many females as he could. Most of his fae’s were slaves though and were forced to bare his pups every year. Juron was just one who was born well but after seeing his mother die from cancer at the age of five months everything changed. Juron’s good disappeared completely. With that he gained power in his pack and slowly moved to win the lands of everyone around him. Miles and miles of lands he got before stopping to realize he needed the perfect heir. With that the breeding started.

Juron had over 50 pups which he ignored completely. The males in the pack of almost 60 as well had to hunt over three deer a day just to survive. Including the pups the pack was not close and fights broke out everyday. The pack of Juron’s was sick of him and wanted to break back into smaller packs and rule there own. And that was Juron’s death. He was attacked by more then half the pack

Juron being the unkind leader that he was, he was meanly heartless. Anyone who didn’t listen to him or made a mistake died. Females were treated like breeding machines and were forced to breed or die. Juron was fat and very ugly with a scruffy black and gray pelt that was like a rag coat from all the fights he had been in. His eyes were a dark green that seemed to look into your soul when they looked into your eyes…

Appearance: Ishtar is a timber wolf but looks more tan then gray. Her back is indeed gray colored with whites, grays; blacks and a little tan mixed around but the closer you get to the stomach it changes to lighter and lighter. Her stomach is a light tan color as the color drains tanner and tanner down from the grays and blacks. She does not have the strips or lines around her chest area for some reason but instead it’s almost all tan colored. Her legs are mostly tan with patches of gray, white and black as well as her tail. But her tail is like her back, gray on top and tan on bottom.

On her head her auds are black and gray and around her eyes are a dark gray and her eyes are a beautiful seducing greenish blue. With that below her eyes takes on that beautiful tan again that runs down her neck and into her chest. But the closer to her blackened nose is the color of gray once more. Ishtar is a medium haired wolf and her stomach hair is thicker then her back. Ishtar is very beautiful and she knows that as well.

Personality: Sweet, nice… HA! Those are her complete opposites. Ishtar is a hateful femme that hates weaklings more then anything. Her personality is not to become alphess or high ranks but all she wants is respect and not to be treated like a breeding machine in less she wants it. Even if she is like all other wolves in the world, she wants power for wolves to do things beneath her will. But she will not seduce someone just for ranks for she knows what it is like to have to work her way up and hates people who climb there way up with sex and seduction. She is an evil wolf who wants someone to love her for herself and not for her beauty or breeding or anything like that. But she does not show it though her front, she hates as if the world is black and white for her.

Her front is hard to get though for she is stubborn, sexy and acts as if she is a slut. Many times she has been called it from the other wolves for she steals there loves with a bit of seduction just for fun, then kills them off or lets them run back home to there little girls. Yet she does not get ranked up for she doesn’t do anything with the alpha as she gives the respect that is needed, like what was said before she hates wolves who use seduction just to get power. Other wise her front she hates completely as if the world is a death and destroyed place.

She fights a lot to prove her worth of being a femme. She also loves the taste of blood and loves to mate with countless of other males. She tricks them quite easily and then kills them as well half the time. Ishtar is a killer and knows it well yet she is quite different for she will do anything for the alphas. Ishtar only gets along with wolves that give her respect, male or femme. Anyone who threatens her alpha, crush, friend or mate will suffer the death wish and yes, Ishtar will personality come forward and kill them.

She has hobbies other then respecting the alphas, seducing the males or getting into fights is to swim. Ishtar loves to swim in small creeks and being able to splash around. She also explores a lot for her own little area for herself. You know her dislikes and hates like she hates no respect for her, being treated like a breeding machine and ones who seduce others for ranks. Yet she also does not like really hot areas for it drives her crazy. She has fears of having no water and being in a middle of a desert. You must see her to know the rest.

History: In the tenth moon of your sixth year your destiny of death should take you.”
That is what the elder spoke in the cave to Juron at the age of one. He had won the first battle and became alpha of those proud large lands. Juron turned that day more evil then hell it’s self. Shredding the blood in countless of fights followed after the hearing that he did not have much longer to live. He wanted to change that, he was looking for immortality to become the world’s first wolf empire! That night he swore, he was going to change the future of what followed. Countless of deaths followed, as he questioned the loyalty of his own pack. Sadly enough, his own blood of his sisters and brothers he questioned and killed.

Yet he knew if he was to die the pack needed a heir, the perfect heir and so the breeding began. At the age of two and a half he got the strongest and perfect females. Some females were hostages just kept alive for that purpose of mating with him and delivering his heirs. Juron was evil as hell as I said before and killed almost all the female pups but one or two for he could offer them for land or give them away as gifts. Or worse, his slaves. Years past as the pups grew and lived in the pack. Juron made his adult heirs fight for the prize of being the best and the one who lived though the fights would be the heir. Parouche came to the lands at this time, when the last ten fights were going on.

Juron saw her beauty and her strength of living as a loner with all these years and sadly enough took advantage of her. Bringing her into the pack at a suitable rank that the others were amazed he would do. But Juron took the opportunity to mate with her even though Parouche was not happy at all. With that Juron laughed at her stupidity as her rank suddenly dropped to omega and Juron long forgot about this ‘precious’ female at the time being and moved on to others. Omega rank at this pack had many members almost all females like her and they all got along well, and so Parouche stayed living with the omegas almost like another pack of there own.

This was the time Ishtar was born with her two other sisters and one brother. This is when Juron remembered Parouche and came to see her pups. Ishtar and her brother were the ones who growled when the male came in. Even at the young age and so Juron let Ishtar live for he felt she would be a good deal. But the male he was quite in with his strength and perseverance. As Ishtar and her brother grew, Ishtar and him got along yet always fought as well and her brother always won in minutes of there friendly fighting. But one day Parouche told about what there father did and who he was and rage broke out of Ishtar.

She was ten months old when she completely changed. She beat her brother and everyone else she fought very easy. She all of the sudden wanted to prove herself and went on in the pack. She was smaller then the average female but was faster then all of them and tired out her opponents and then went for the kill. With the fighting she did to prove herself in the pack her rage of her father grew. One day she snapped as the Juron’s heir started to hit on her. He was much older then her as he wanted a strong femme to make strong heirs. Just like Juron he acted like and so Ishtar snapped and ended up killing him…

With that her anger grew even more as she managed to get her father away from it all and clean out murdered him. His last words were, “I would of never thought it was you…” Never knowing what that meant Ishtar took her leave. With that last death her heart turned icy cold at what she had done. Her mother was greatly depressed and told her never to see her again. Her brother just shook his head at the death of what she had done and became alpha, changing the packs ways. And the pack offered for her to stay… She did not know if it was fear or killing the heartless leader but she declined and with that she went off, living her own life.

Sample Post It was a lovely day, the sun was shining and the breeze was at a calming point with just a little gust or two that rustled the leafs making a sound almost as if it was a rushing creek. Even with the sun out the temps of the land were cold and the rushing creek a wolf started to jump across, the top was frozen with a covering of blue and silver ice. The wolf was stunning beautiful with a pelt of tan, gray and black mixed to make a beautiful shade mixed in. Her eyes were the colors of the tropical waters of the Mediterranean Sea. A greenish and blue mixed together to make a pool of colors.

The femme of stunning beauty moved without sound though the forests. Eyes darting around looking at where she was now. Her nose was flat on the ground as the scents fell though her nose. This was a strange place indeed, she thought to herself. The femme was the name of Ishtar meaning goddess of War and love. And indeed everywhere she went males fell in love with her and tried to become her precious little mate and become there slave. Ishtar did not want that at all and each time acted as if she cared, got what she want and then took off and left. War was another thing; she was born in war and lived for it.

As she searched the lands she had entered. Days as she studied the lands from top to bottom without going into the lands of another. After the days of travels around the new lands what else did she do but decide to join the lands and see what fate took her. With a second or two of pausing, Ishtar did what any other wolf would do and a howl was let into the air. With a smile lined on her maw she sat and waited for the alpha to appear. Lets see what would take place shall we?