Post by Kiyomi on Mar 4, 2016 22:35:41 GMT
the basics
Name || Kiyomi Ryuu.
Meaning || "Pure Beauty."
Nicknames || Kiyo.
Age || 2 years.
Birthday || December 6th.
Faction || Koga Ninja Dogs.
Species || Koga Dog.
Gender || Female.
Sexuality || Heterosexual.
Theme Song || Hundred Miles
the appearance
Appearance || Dark fur mixed with black, brown, and red. Eyes are a fierce red/orange.
Identifying Features || Scars across eyes and other parts of body.
Smells of || Roses and cinnamon.
Overall || A very appealing dog.
the personality
Traits || Slightly evil, flirtatious, teasing, humorous, sly, seductive very, very sarcastic.
Likes || Humour, winter, sharp weapons, hunting, fighting, running.
Dislikes || Disorder, impolite, crude, simple.
Strengths || Fast and intelligent.
Weaknesses || Love.
Dreams || To become leader.
Fears || None.
Secrets || Is very emotional and caring. (Takes a very long time to bring this out.)
the history
Backstory.
A small, barely audible whine escaped her; multicolored gaze averted downwards towards her paws, blood staining the once brown and black pelage. "Mama," Kiyomi whimpered, "May I please go play with the others now?" She questioned for the hundredth time that evening. The beautiful brown and black pigmented female released a defeated sigh, approaching her pup with a tentative lick across her pointed audits. "No honey," She mumbled inbetween licks, "You know what your father told you.. You've got to stay." She sighed. Rage mixed with annoyance sparked within the youngster, she ducked away from her mothers licks and howled in frustration. "Mama I've been working for hours! I want to play! Look! Look?!" Despite her aching paws she raced over towards the old treestump and boulder, gesturing towards the many, many scratches and gashes along the wood and rock. "I've scratched them like you said mom! It's not making my claws stronger they're just breaking off!" She cried, slumping over onto the dirt with a dull thud.
A somewhat pained expression took the females features as she approached again, giving another few licks to her ears and down to her bloodied paws. "I know honey, I know I know. You must listen to your father. He said for every nail that breaks off, your new one grows twice as strong." She paused, taking a quick glance around before returning her calm blue gaze to her pup. "If it were up to me I'd let you play with your friends. But you know your fathers rules, Kiyo." She sighed, calm demeanor ceasing to exist as she stood, grasping her by the scruff and hauling the dark mass towards the stump. "Again." She said, sitting back on her hindquarters. Frowning, Kiyo rose, padding over towards the gashed stump and rock with disdain. She took a final glare at her mother before continuing her seemingly pointless attacks on the stump.
What seemed like hours later, the familiar sound of enormous footsteps approaching finally hit her audial. Stopping her attacks, she turned to see the gigantic form of his father, dark splotched fur messy and dirt stained. He opened his mouth to say something, though immediately stopped when the deep growl rose from the adults throat. "Did I tell you to stop?" Nearly shouldering the female away, he stomped towards his daughter with a scowl. "You know the damn rules." He snarled, crouching down, the huge snout lowered and roughly nudged the pups hindquarters back towards the stump. "But dad I've been out here for hours! Why wont you let me be a normal pup!? I know nobody else does this!" She howled, turning away from the stump.
She shot a desperate look towards her mother, but the silver female remained seated where she was, flinching when she saw her pups expression. A massive forepaw plummeted down, forcing the dark little mass onto her side as she gasped. "You know what happens when you disobey my orders, Kiyo." The titan snarled, crouching down again. A somewhat sympathetic expression overtook his dark features as he removed the large appendage. "I do this for your own good, my daughter." He mumbled. "From birth, you were always the weakest, smallest one, Kiyo. We and the healers thought you'd die within days. You didn't eat as much food, you didn't cry, you barely moved. We were sure you were done for. But, as the weeks progressed, it's as if it was a miracle. You somehow began growing quicker, developing faster than other males and females in the faction. Kiyo, you're four and a half months old and nearly as big and skilled as our adolescents, even the youngest soldiers. You show signs of great strength to come. We push you to become even stronger than you are, because we know you can do it and develop even more. Into something great. Our faction has been suffering defeat, but with the right training, skill, and knowledge, you and other generations will be its secret weapon to thrive yet again. When I am no longer, you will lead this faction. And you will be an excellent leader, my daughter. I know you will."
Throughout the explanation, the frowned expression on the pup only creased even moreso. "What if I don't want to lead? What if I want to be just a normal puppy?" She questioned, heart pounding so hard she thought it'd burst right out of her chest. She should've kept her mouth shut, for the snarl that erupted from her fathers throat made her jump upward in fright. A flash of claws, and pain seared her side, causing her to yowl out as she stumbled sideways. Frantically scrambling away, she glanced at her side, a large gash with blood oozing from the open wound caused her to cry in distress. She heard the light, but quick bounding of her mothers footsteps as she approached. "Ichiro!" She yowled at her mate in a frenzy, giving him a warning snarl before rushing over towards her pup and began quickly licking the wound.
"I'm so sorry." She mumbled in Kiyo's ear, tentatively licking her across the forehead as she hurriedly curled into her warmth. She shot a glare towards the Alpha, who simply snarled at the two before sidestepping away and beginning his leave. "More training tomorrow at sunrise. Be ready." He sent a glare towards their direction before disappearing into the bushes back towards camp. The dark pup nuzzled into her mothers thick fur, shaking from the burning wound on her side. "Mama I don't want to be here. I- I want to leave." She whimpered. "I want to leave."
the skills and abilities
the social life
Status || Single.
Interested in || None.
Devoted to || None.
Married/Mated to || None.
Former partner/s || None.
Virginity || Not taken.
Sexual Preference/s || Sweet, sexy, experimental, when her partner is dominant.
Acquaintances || None.
Friends || None.
the thoughts
| x Annoyance | xx Dislike | xxx Hatred | xxxx Death Wish |
| x Unsure | xx Skeptical | xxx Cautious | xxxx Avoidance |
| x Remorse | xx Empathy | xxx Miss | xxxx Mourning |
| x Loyalty | xx Respect | xxx Trust | xxxx Protective Over |
| x Interest | xx Fond | xxx Admires | xxxx Role Model |
| x Acquaintance | xx Friend | xxx Best Friend | xxxx Like Family |
| x Affection | xx Crush | xxx Infatuation | xxxx Love/Mate |
| x Attraction | xx Emotional Attraction | xxx Sexual Attraction | xxxx Lust |
(Will post thoughts once people are met.)