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Date Posted: 13:32:36 12/08/06 Fri
Name: Shale
Gender: Male
Apparant Age:13
Actual Age (or close to it): 16
Species: panwere ( falcon, tiger, wolf. and cat)
Lineage: (be careful with those vampire lines!) son of Kazan out of Meria
Eye Color: one emerald, one sapphire
Hair Color: black
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Training: obedience, a swift learner, fighting (bow/arrow, throwing knifes/stars)
Talents: great eye sight, mind powers, shifting, flight
Job(s)/Position(s): Pet, hunter..
Former Owner(s): Cyne
Known Defects/Scars/Ect: scars where wings where clipped off human arms (hard to see)
Physical Description:
Human- lean and trim Shale stands 5' 3" and growing still, sure to catch up with his father when mature. his eyes shimmer with a hardened hatred that is hard to miss, though their bright beauty is captivating. their hue is unchanging no matter what creature he shifts into- the windows to his soul. he carries his frame with ridged grace, using more muscle then is needed. not quite confident though he hides it well behind the few masks he has perfected- anger, hate and aggression. Shales keeps his ebon locks short and slightly spiked. his skin is tan flawed only by the faint scars along his arms.
Falcon- (http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l100/soyara/Gyrfalcon2.jpg)
his frame is 80cm long with a wingspan to 140cm, weighing 1600g. feathers a brilliant white tipped in black. stern glare of mismatched blue and green truly holding a venom seen in none of his other forms. his unblinking gaze soul piercing.
Wolven- ( http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l100/soyara/SilveryWolf.jpg)
his wolven form has a thick pelt of dappled silver darkening along the back, rump amd basic of tail. mismatched pools ( same color as human form) sparkling with his mistrust and rebellion though they remain lowered before those that rank above him. he is well built weighing 140pd and standing 35" at the shoulder. more at home in his animal forms Shale loses his ridgedness and sinks into the predator's fluid grace. movements much like his fathers, silent and powerful. his favorite hunting places being out in the open, the game being how close could he get before killing.
Tiger- (http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l100/soyara/white-tiger.jpg)
weighing in at 538pds with a length of 8.8 Shale is a magnificent creature to behold. his white coat a bright contrast to the ebon strips along his bodice. pools of blue and green crystal clear, shimmering with intelegance and blood lust. everything changing once he shifts, a confidence and pride in himself taking over as only it can in a Tiger. steps well placed, silent and purposeful, making all that he does look effortless. and if you were to ask him this was his favorite land animal. the biggest feline in the world so calm and dignified in its ways and yet able to instantly shift gears and bring a human down with ease.
Feline- (http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l100/soyara/bcat.jpg)
his feline form has a short thick silver and cream coat with black rosettes, much like it asian leopard forefathers. he weighs 20pds and is athletic, graceful and lithe.
Mentality: Quietly rebellious Shale knows how far he can push those above him and how much pain he can tolerate. His actions are well thought out and carried out to perfection. a silent watcher that knows everything that happening about him and quite able to use the knowledge to his advantage. not at all interested in interacting with other slaves unless it gets him ahead. the welfare of others not Shale's concern and only a weakens shown to him in his fathers situation. a cold eye is all that he turned to those he had once loved as all that love had got him was pain. his objective in life is to one day return to the freedom he had once known. appearing to worship the ground on which his master walks on, until one looks into hate filled pool. the anger and distain most obvious in his falcon form, the form in which he was trapped in most.
History/Past: having been free for most of his childhood( until age 8) Shale had a rather hard time being broken into slavery. his anger boiling and erupting often resulting in beatings and punishment. the worst of which was hooding in his falcon form. the mistress forcing him to stand perched in the dark for hours on end unable to see or hear. this treatment slowly breaking him of his rebellious outbursts he learned to store his anger within so that none could see. the limits of each of those above him slowly tested out and each inch used against them. Shale's favorite game becoming the continuous testing and manipulating of those above him. his appearance that of the best slave though he would never do more then he had to. only his mistress Cyne able to make him the submissive slave a master would cherish. her cruel controlling grasp the only thing that kept him from the freedom that called to him. she herself training him in the arts of sadist pleasures and fighting. his weapon of choice throwing knifes wielded with a falcon's accuracy. now her favorite victim he is often seen perched breath takingly upon her should. the male quite the catch should his new master be able to handle him.
To Be Sold To: Dorjan
Introduction/Sale:
settled hooded upon his mistresses shoulder for a transgression long forgotten. Shale listens to the movements about him. his fathers bloody scent tickling nostrils mingling with the ever present perfume gracing Cyne. talons careful of his mistress's unblemished flesh Shale balances, knowing it would be an even worse punishment should he nick her skin. his attention divided but mostly upon his movement, gently swaying with her own. sounds within the mansion before them faint upon his hearing though he could hear at least three beings within. his exploration interrupted just as he was figuring things out. the mistress shifting to torment his father bring his concentration back to thier little group. feathers ruffling indigantly though he manages to swollow the hiss he so wished to utter. only his training keeping him up right and gentle as he settles back ingored by Cyne for another blessed moment of peace. the smirk he could feel in his thoughts shaking him to the bone as he sat in silence attempting to be invisable. the tapping of her toe unsettling to his balance though he easily adjusted, hooded head turning back to the door. his thoughts slowly sliding back to the beings within. wondering now if he was to accompany his father and if the new master would be as cruel and demanding as the one he now served. a careful shield surrounding his thoughts though should she be interested there was nothing to keep her from knowing. this he was used and oh so very careful with, the mistress swift to provid punishment with the utmost glee.
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