Post by Syaeil APM on May 21, 2014 21:12:51 GMT -6
.:: S Y A E I L T Y L A ::.
.:: Name: Syaeil Tyla {Sul-El Tye-La} ::.
.:: Name Meaning: Whisper {sul} Female {el} Silence {Tyla} ::.
.:: Nicknames: Sully ~ Sy ~ Tyla ::.
.:: Species: Canis Lupus Occidentalis. {Mackenzie Valley wolf} ::.
.:: Age: 3 Years, 11 Months ::.
.:: Sex: Female ::.
.:: Kin: Charks {F} ~ Mandix {M} ~ Kirdan {B} ::.
.:: Loyalty to: Ashwinter Pack ::.
.:: Rank: Medic ::.
.:: Scent: Cut Grass ~ Upturned Earth ~ Damp Tree Bark ::.
.:: Soul Bound with: No one ::.
.:: Attracted to: No one ::.
.:: Orientation: Heterosexual {Straight} ::.
Living in a small forested land, in a more secluded area, Syaeil's family based pack lasted a good length of time in the area, deeply rooted - partially like the territory being passed down through the family bloodline. Unfortunately, as Syaeil and her brother grew older, an increase of attention was found from other packs. As territories enlarged, the Tyla pack remained the same. With a decrease of food, an up-rise of tension between two other packs, the Tyla land had managed to gain friction between these two enemy packs. Pushed to their limits with the threat of a battle right in their grounds, Syaeil's father had to make a decision. So, on a humid summer's evening, down by the small brook that ran as the veins of her pack land; the souls that owned the happy gathering of healthy ground, the creatures that were the main heart of the area - Charks and Mandix, Kirdan and Syaeil said their farewells to one another. A sad turn out? Perhaps, but as the siblings were growing older, their time was eventually going to come to leave anyway. As far as Syaeil knows, her brother found someone and created a pack similar to his past one, grew his family and is still on the Earth. Her parents probably went on to have another litter once they found safer soil to claim - her unmet siblings still being taught how to forage and track, even as her beloved parents show signs of their age: chins and muzzles likely to be speckled even more so with greys and whites.
Having been taught almost everything she needed to know on how to survive in the increasing uphill struggle that made up life, Syaeil made through the first few months alone with some odd difficulty. Though, after wondering on how her family were doing, it gave her the spark of hope that ignited enough energy for her to continue on with whichever path she chose to follow. Mostly the ones where there was enough shelter and food for a few nights before having to move on to a new and safer location. This routine became the norm for the dark pelted female, and eventually, the silence in which held her tongue with having no other form of companion to talk to made its mark on her vocals. She wouldn't think of her travelling as loneliness, more as solitude: something she wanted to an extent. Now, don't pity her, for she had the choice to do what many loners do, as in moving about until a pack or potential mate was found etc etc. Syaeil... well, she has a different source of will pushing her. This alone made her last as long as she did out in the forests, then the plains, until in a completely new area. Agreed, she was growing weary and rather... maniacal with the silence that she held, but she was content. Whatever tip-of-survival she didn't know, she picked up over time either by watching smaller creatures such as foxes or by observing bird's pickings of berries and learning the difference in creature's songs to one another, she managed to swerve away from poisonous shrubs and avoid any threats. These months alone allowed her to understand the area around her in much greater detail, and in retrospect, it gave her many more months in the long run of things. These life skills, life lessons - teachings, maybe - are the cause for her ranking, the reason as to why she loves what she does. The days alone can cause many wolves to loose their minds in the thick fogs that sometimes float through the land but not for Sy. If anything, it made her stronger, mentally. This mental strength is what truly made her last as long as she did, until she met Valerie. She doesn't agree in fate, nor believe in destiny (considering she never had anyone to allow her to contradict herself or see opposing sides to the debate) but, whatever chance she had on stumbling upon the Ashwinter Pack, she's glad it came.
There she was thinking she had found everything she could've wanted, knew everything she could possibly know about the anatomy of a wolf and other creatures or how the roles in a pack work, understood what mental elements could be done to affect ones structure and life, but now... She's happy she has found herself wrong, and that she has the opportunity to learn new things once more. New things about herself, new things about the ones she affects and interacts with, new things about life in general.
Personality: As mentioned above, Syaeil spent a long time on her own. ((Yes, it was chosen, and I will keep on saying it if you keep looking at me with that pitiful face saying ''aw but no one chooses to be alone in that state--'' well she did, it happened and she's still okay so shh...)) It not only took affect on her speaking, but also on how she thinks, how she views the world around her. Syaeil pretty much finds hope in anything, she'll give her undying attention to anything, no matter how small or big, if it requires her or if it is something she doesn't yet know. She is expressive, extremely emotionally run, even more so now that she hasn't ever had the chance to be around other wolves before. At times, however, when her mind gets filled with too much information to handle and store and sort through, she'll automatically switch off her state of expression or emotion and crawl back to her past state of being: quiet - maybe to the extent of silence, stilled and unflinching, content curling of her tail as she tries to clear her mind. Often if this is the case, she'll either sit by herself away from others to watch from afar, thinking back to more easier, earlier memories to cope with. Bar this mental 'trauma' - as one could lowly put it - she is strong willed by crazy amounts. Sometimes, she can come across as flirtatious but it is mostly her over-exaggerated nature. ((Heh, mostly)) However, she often can be seen as shy, quiet and unemotional when it comes to keeping herself company - only what she's used to though. She understands how to handle herself, and knows her limits also. She has no natural fear really, no paradox or potential option can knock her from her podium, can distract her or cause her to hesitate when she has her heart set on something. The whole 'no fear' thing isn't for show, or to make her look tough, she rather simply has seen all that could possibly be seen in the forests and lands past the dense tress and has accepted it - now it shan't hold her back. Yeah, sure, tease her all you like, even when she comes across as nervous or worried, hell, even paranoid and shaken, she still fears nothing. It's rather... personal to her, for reasons that are even unknown to her. Past all this fearless stuff, she is rather noted to her quick thinking and intelligence. Whether based off injuries or to the extent of fighting, strategies will be formed and likely followed out. She sticks with her gut. Her gut saved her all those months in solitude, and now it helps her save others. Oh, she also enjoys the thought of lending a helping paw, or two... or four. Literally, she will throw herself at the chance to share feelings, or memories, or theories, or even just dreams - having no one but her inner voice to chat away to, she'll prefer nothing more than to help out on the scale from inner emotions right out to putting her life before someone else's. That said, that is her dream. To be there for someone, in a 'protection' sense. Yes, she's just a medic, but is it really just 'JUST'? She wants to be seen as more than 'just' a simple medic, but seen for what's at her core. That, right there, is her real reason behind everything she does, everything she feels and thinks and says. It's her inner energy, her source to life and her expressions, her emphasis to every word - since to her, it comes straight from her engine of her heart and soul.
~ ((The bit everyone has skipped to see? Yeah sorry, I like characterization. Besides, you've enjoyed yourself this far right? HAHA yeah... Anyway, you were the one poking around looking for information, so here you go!)) ~
Appearance: For Sully, as far as looks go, she doesn't see herself particularly as anything much other than a blob of grey fluff. She is rather compact with her fur, tightly together and short pelted though thick in density. Her pelt is dark, a darker grey that is closer to black than anything else. With tinted sectors of her body - such as maw, forehead, extremities and underbelly - she is rather filtered with her dark fur against darker areas. Deep hazed teal hued eyes stare out from her smoked facial features, coming across as more of the washed-out bluey-green tone than the glimmer of orangey-golden. She is small, that is extremely obvious for her, lightweight framed and petite. Despite her size she still has high speed, good agility and is extremely nimble with a strong bite to follow. The sub-species of grey wolf that she is are known to be being one of the largest of the various others, but this case doesn't really support her height. However, she is surprisingly strong and can deliver and follow through an easy latch on to any flesh as to which she chooses, with clean strong teeth in her narrowed and darkened muzzle. Even though any scars, marks or missing fur are unseen, she has only one bodily defect (bar her size) that being that she has a missing toe. She calls it missing, it's there, somewhere, just trapped in her paw or in the joint or something. She noticed it when she was younger, though she can recall no memory of ever loosing it or being told about her odd 'deformity'. She is unsure if she even had a toe in the first place, but all her other ones seem to be in place and normal. Just that one foot. It doesn't effect her balance, speed or cause any pain, so is often disregarded and forgotten about unless those of a smaller size than her take a liking in playing with her small paws and end up finding the missing flesh and claw. ((That's pups for you)) Other than her either ingrown or nonexistent toe: that is pretty much all that makes up Syaeil. Obviously, like any other wolf, her pelt with lighten and darken with the seasons changes, and probably will gain extra marks on her body the longer she stays with her pack.
~ ORANGE = Trust
~ BLUE = Crushing On {them feels}
~ GREEN = Friendship/Considered as 'Friend'
~BLACK = Distrust
~ THAT HORRIBLE YELLOW COLOUR = Dislike
~ PURPLE = Love
~ DARK GREEN = Admiration
~ PINK = Hatred
~ BRIGHT RED = Unsure
~ DARK BLUE = Respect
~BURGUNDY = Curious/Interested About
.:: ~S Y A E I L T Y L A ~ S Y A E I L T Y L A~ S Y A E I L T Y L A ~ S Y A E I L T Y L A ~ ::.
.:: ~S Y A E I L T Y L A ~ S Y A E I L T Y L A~ S Y A E I L T Y L A ~ S Y A E I L T Y L A ~ ::.
.:: ~S Y A E I L T Y L A ~ S Y A E I L T Y L A~ S Y A E I L T Y L A ~ S Y A E I L T Y L A ~ ::.
~ fin~
eh more like WIP c:
((Me right now tho after reading all through that again))
.:: Name: Syaeil Tyla {Sul-El Tye-La} ::.
.:: Name Meaning: Whisper {sul} Female {el} Silence {Tyla} ::.
.:: Nicknames: Sully ~ Sy ~ Tyla ::.
.:: Species: Canis Lupus Occidentalis. {Mackenzie Valley wolf} ::.
.:: Age: 3 Years, 11 Months ::.
.:: Sex: Female ::.
.:: Kin: Charks {F} ~ Mandix {M} ~ Kirdan {B} ::.
.:: Loyalty to: Ashwinter Pack ::.
.:: Rank: Medic ::.
.:: Scent: Cut Grass ~ Upturned Earth ~ Damp Tree Bark ::.
.:: Soul Bound with: No one ::.
.:: Attracted to: No one ::.
.:: Orientation: Heterosexual {Straight} ::.
History: Not many ask about Syaeil's history. Mostly because the story she tells is short lived, only due to it being extremely short and rather boring. Compared to what seems to be every wolf's past, hers is rather bland, unadventurous, hollow and plain. She rather simply was born into a very small and tightly bound pack, her parents in command and the only other wolf being her older brother. Simple, is it not? Yes, well you asked. Many wolves will tell you of wide threats they've encountered, battles they've fought in, scars gained, traumas made, happiness or betrayal also etched away in their 'history'. Well, none of that is for Syaeil.
Living in a small forested land, in a more secluded area, Syaeil's family based pack lasted a good length of time in the area, deeply rooted - partially like the territory being passed down through the family bloodline. Unfortunately, as Syaeil and her brother grew older, an increase of attention was found from other packs. As territories enlarged, the Tyla pack remained the same. With a decrease of food, an up-rise of tension between two other packs, the Tyla land had managed to gain friction between these two enemy packs. Pushed to their limits with the threat of a battle right in their grounds, Syaeil's father had to make a decision. So, on a humid summer's evening, down by the small brook that ran as the veins of her pack land; the souls that owned the happy gathering of healthy ground, the creatures that were the main heart of the area - Charks and Mandix, Kirdan and Syaeil said their farewells to one another. A sad turn out? Perhaps, but as the siblings were growing older, their time was eventually going to come to leave anyway. As far as Syaeil knows, her brother found someone and created a pack similar to his past one, grew his family and is still on the Earth. Her parents probably went on to have another litter once they found safer soil to claim - her unmet siblings still being taught how to forage and track, even as her beloved parents show signs of their age: chins and muzzles likely to be speckled even more so with greys and whites.
Having been taught almost everything she needed to know on how to survive in the increasing uphill struggle that made up life, Syaeil made through the first few months alone with some odd difficulty. Though, after wondering on how her family were doing, it gave her the spark of hope that ignited enough energy for her to continue on with whichever path she chose to follow. Mostly the ones where there was enough shelter and food for a few nights before having to move on to a new and safer location. This routine became the norm for the dark pelted female, and eventually, the silence in which held her tongue with having no other form of companion to talk to made its mark on her vocals. She wouldn't think of her travelling as loneliness, more as solitude: something she wanted to an extent. Now, don't pity her, for she had the choice to do what many loners do, as in moving about until a pack or potential mate was found etc etc. Syaeil... well, she has a different source of will pushing her. This alone made her last as long as she did out in the forests, then the plains, until in a completely new area. Agreed, she was growing weary and rather... maniacal with the silence that she held, but she was content. Whatever tip-of-survival she didn't know, she picked up over time either by watching smaller creatures such as foxes or by observing bird's pickings of berries and learning the difference in creature's songs to one another, she managed to swerve away from poisonous shrubs and avoid any threats. These months alone allowed her to understand the area around her in much greater detail, and in retrospect, it gave her many more months in the long run of things. These life skills, life lessons - teachings, maybe - are the cause for her ranking, the reason as to why she loves what she does. The days alone can cause many wolves to loose their minds in the thick fogs that sometimes float through the land but not for Sy. If anything, it made her stronger, mentally. This mental strength is what truly made her last as long as she did, until she met Valerie. She doesn't agree in fate, nor believe in destiny (considering she never had anyone to allow her to contradict herself or see opposing sides to the debate) but, whatever chance she had on stumbling upon the Ashwinter Pack, she's glad it came.
There she was thinking she had found everything she could've wanted, knew everything she could possibly know about the anatomy of a wolf and other creatures or how the roles in a pack work, understood what mental elements could be done to affect ones structure and life, but now... She's happy she has found herself wrong, and that she has the opportunity to learn new things once more. New things about herself, new things about the ones she affects and interacts with, new things about life in general.
Personality: As mentioned above, Syaeil spent a long time on her own. ((Yes, it was chosen, and I will keep on saying it if you keep looking at me with that pitiful face saying ''aw but no one chooses to be alone in that state--'' well she did, it happened and she's still okay so shh...)) It not only took affect on her speaking, but also on how she thinks, how she views the world around her. Syaeil pretty much finds hope in anything, she'll give her undying attention to anything, no matter how small or big, if it requires her or if it is something she doesn't yet know. She is expressive, extremely emotionally run, even more so now that she hasn't ever had the chance to be around other wolves before. At times, however, when her mind gets filled with too much information to handle and store and sort through, she'll automatically switch off her state of expression or emotion and crawl back to her past state of being: quiet - maybe to the extent of silence, stilled and unflinching, content curling of her tail as she tries to clear her mind. Often if this is the case, she'll either sit by herself away from others to watch from afar, thinking back to more easier, earlier memories to cope with. Bar this mental 'trauma' - as one could lowly put it - she is strong willed by crazy amounts. Sometimes, she can come across as flirtatious but it is mostly her over-exaggerated nature. ((Heh, mostly)) However, she often can be seen as shy, quiet and unemotional when it comes to keeping herself company - only what she's used to though. She understands how to handle herself, and knows her limits also. She has no natural fear really, no paradox or potential option can knock her from her podium, can distract her or cause her to hesitate when she has her heart set on something. The whole 'no fear' thing isn't for show, or to make her look tough, she rather simply has seen all that could possibly be seen in the forests and lands past the dense tress and has accepted it - now it shan't hold her back. Yeah, sure, tease her all you like, even when she comes across as nervous or worried, hell, even paranoid and shaken, she still fears nothing. It's rather... personal to her, for reasons that are even unknown to her. Past all this fearless stuff, she is rather noted to her quick thinking and intelligence. Whether based off injuries or to the extent of fighting, strategies will be formed and likely followed out. She sticks with her gut. Her gut saved her all those months in solitude, and now it helps her save others. Oh, she also enjoys the thought of lending a helping paw, or two... or four. Literally, she will throw herself at the chance to share feelings, or memories, or theories, or even just dreams - having no one but her inner voice to chat away to, she'll prefer nothing more than to help out on the scale from inner emotions right out to putting her life before someone else's. That said, that is her dream. To be there for someone, in a 'protection' sense. Yes, she's just a medic, but is it really just 'JUST'? She wants to be seen as more than 'just' a simple medic, but seen for what's at her core. That, right there, is her real reason behind everything she does, everything she feels and thinks and says. It's her inner energy, her source to life and her expressions, her emphasis to every word - since to her, it comes straight from her engine of her heart and soul.
~ ((The bit everyone has skipped to see? Yeah sorry, I like characterization. Besides, you've enjoyed yourself this far right? HAHA yeah... Anyway, you were the one poking around looking for information, so here you go!)) ~
Appearance: For Sully, as far as looks go, she doesn't see herself particularly as anything much other than a blob of grey fluff. She is rather compact with her fur, tightly together and short pelted though thick in density. Her pelt is dark, a darker grey that is closer to black than anything else. With tinted sectors of her body - such as maw, forehead, extremities and underbelly - she is rather filtered with her dark fur against darker areas. Deep hazed teal hued eyes stare out from her smoked facial features, coming across as more of the washed-out bluey-green tone than the glimmer of orangey-golden. She is small, that is extremely obvious for her, lightweight framed and petite. Despite her size she still has high speed, good agility and is extremely nimble with a strong bite to follow. The sub-species of grey wolf that she is are known to be being one of the largest of the various others, but this case doesn't really support her height. However, she is surprisingly strong and can deliver and follow through an easy latch on to any flesh as to which she chooses, with clean strong teeth in her narrowed and darkened muzzle. Even though any scars, marks or missing fur are unseen, she has only one bodily defect (bar her size) that being that she has a missing toe. She calls it missing, it's there, somewhere, just trapped in her paw or in the joint or something. She noticed it when she was younger, though she can recall no memory of ever loosing it or being told about her odd 'deformity'. She is unsure if she even had a toe in the first place, but all her other ones seem to be in place and normal. Just that one foot. It doesn't effect her balance, speed or cause any pain, so is often disregarded and forgotten about unless those of a smaller size than her take a liking in playing with her small paws and end up finding the missing flesh and claw. ((That's pups for you)) Other than her either ingrown or nonexistent toe: that is pretty much all that makes up Syaeil. Obviously, like any other wolf, her pelt with lighten and darken with the seasons changes, and probably will gain extra marks on her body the longer she stays with her pack.
Relationships:
Key:~ ORANGE = Trust
~ BLUE = Crushing On {them feels}
~ GREEN = Friendship/Considered as 'Friend'
~BLACK = Distrust
~ THAT HORRIBLE YELLOW COLOUR = Dislike
~ PURPLE = Love
~ DARK GREEN = Admiration
~ PINK = Hatred
~ BRIGHT RED = Unsure
~ DARK BLUE = Respect
~BURGUNDY = Curious/Interested About
~ Valerie = 'You've handed me various different tasks for my medic rank, though more so with Ryokann entering the pack for a while. I am glad you asked me to watch over her, I respect your opinion and your commands. There is a deeper strength in you I am sure to meet one day in the near future.'
~ Ryokann = 'You. I saw you that one time and felt the click instantly. I'm not sure how or why, but it's like you revert me back into puppy mode. I'm usually more... aware and alert - cautious I guess - around new creatures that I meet, but with you, I feel as if I have known you my entire life.'
~ Nikoli = 'You sir, have a good soul. I've noticed there is something behind those eyes but whatever it is, it has made you into the amazing medic you are today - and I respect that about you. You helped me with the whole Kixja thing, I honestly don't think I could've kept a level head if I didn't have you watching to help even out my anxiousness. Thanks, it seriously helped me in ways I don't think I can express.'
~ Auitourio = 'When we talked, I could just tell that we were going to get on rather well. You are passionate about your past friend/s and that should never be seen as a weakness. Though you've left the pack, I will continue to hope for our chats, when we get time. Please travel safe. I hope you find whatever you are looking for. Like I've said, I just want you to be happy. You were my first friend I made when I joined the pack, and you will still remain my friend.'
~ Kixja = 'Though, when we first met, it was under life-threatening circumstances, you are a good pup non the less. And a good patient too! You're one tough nut, that I think everyone can see - just make sure that doesn't lead you down an iffy path in life. And be sure to actually enjoy life. You cruel birth father is gone, but you have a loving REAL father beside you, and a kind brother to follow. Keep them close and that's all you'll ever need.'
~ Seiymier = ' With our short chat, I could instantaneously tell that you have a real alive passion for your children and this pack. It is honestly an honor to be in the same pack as you, seeing your burning desire to look after your pups and in remaining the beta. As a member of the pack, we are very lucky to have you up there along with Cato and Valerie in authority.... Though, you still don't need to 'owe me anything' for doing my job. I do what I do, and love what I do.'
~ Xero = 'First time we met, you were in pretty bad shape. Smelled kinda funky too. But, hopefully after the right treatment by myself and of the other medics in this pack, you will be up to optimal. Though you went all shy and turned away the first few times - and yes, I did see, I just didn't want to embarrass you by making a big fuss - I can see many stories being forced out of you via my curiosity. Sorry, just before hand heh.'
~{Will add to once more people are met during the RP}~~ Ryokann = 'You. I saw you that one time and felt the click instantly. I'm not sure how or why, but it's like you revert me back into puppy mode. I'm usually more... aware and alert - cautious I guess - around new creatures that I meet, but with you, I feel as if I have known you my entire life.'
~ Nikoli = 'You sir, have a good soul. I've noticed there is something behind those eyes but whatever it is, it has made you into the amazing medic you are today - and I respect that about you. You helped me with the whole Kixja thing, I honestly don't think I could've kept a level head if I didn't have you watching to help even out my anxiousness. Thanks, it seriously helped me in ways I don't think I can express.'
~ Auitourio = 'When we talked, I could just tell that we were going to get on rather well. You are passionate about your past friend/s and that should never be seen as a weakness. Though you've left the pack, I will continue to hope for our chats, when we get time. Please travel safe. I hope you find whatever you are looking for. Like I've said, I just want you to be happy. You were my first friend I made when I joined the pack, and you will still remain my friend.'
~ Kixja = 'Though, when we first met, it was under life-threatening circumstances, you are a good pup non the less. And a good patient too! You're one tough nut, that I think everyone can see - just make sure that doesn't lead you down an iffy path in life. And be sure to actually enjoy life. You cruel birth father is gone, but you have a loving REAL father beside you, and a kind brother to follow. Keep them close and that's all you'll ever need.'
~ Seiymier = ' With our short chat, I could instantaneously tell that you have a real alive passion for your children and this pack. It is honestly an honor to be in the same pack as you, seeing your burning desire to look after your pups and in remaining the beta. As a member of the pack, we are very lucky to have you up there along with Cato and Valerie in authority.... Though, you still don't need to 'owe me anything' for doing my job. I do what I do, and love what I do.'
~ Xero = 'First time we met, you were in pretty bad shape. Smelled kinda funky too. But, hopefully after the right treatment by myself and of the other medics in this pack, you will be up to optimal. Though you went all shy and turned away the first few times - and yes, I did see, I just didn't want to embarrass you by making a big fuss - I can see many stories being forced out of you via my curiosity. Sorry, just before hand heh.'
Theme/s:
~ Safe and Sound by Taylor Swift
~ Away by Trapdoor Social
~ Winter Winds by Mumford and Sons {just cause I love the song}
Voice of Camilla Luddington ~ (Skip to 1:46 ^-^ )
Finally, gifs and pics <3
~ Safe and Sound by Taylor Swift
~ Away by Trapdoor Social
~ Winter Winds by Mumford and Sons {just cause I love the song}
Voice of Camilla Luddington ~ (Skip to 1:46 ^-^ )
Finally, gifs and pics <3
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.:: ~S Y A E I L T Y L A ~ S Y A E I L T Y L A~ S Y A E I L T Y L A ~ S Y A E I L T Y L A ~ ::.
.:: ~S Y A E I L T Y L A ~ S Y A E I L T Y L A~ S Y A E I L T Y L A ~ S Y A E I L T Y L A ~ ::.
.:: ~S Y A E I L T Y L A ~ S Y A E I L T Y L A~ S Y A E I L T Y L A ~ S Y A E I L T Y L A ~ ::.
~ fin~
eh more like WIP c:
((Me right now tho after reading all through that again))
*scrolling through history* If any of you are planning on starting it back up, please let me know! I may be able to re-join after my camp. It ends this week.