Post by mayflower on Sept 12, 2009 15:51:24 GMT -5
OOC Name:Mayflower
Character Model: Ana Hickman
Ghost Tag: .Midnight's.Lone.Fighter.
Name: Dessaray Valley
Age: 24
Sex: Female
Hair: Bleach Blond
Eyes: Green
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 170
Sexual Preference: Bi-sexual
Marital Status: Single
Nationality: American Candian
Birthplace: Onatrio
Current Residence: Boston, MA
Family: N/A
Job: Construction
Assets: A House, and lots and lots of stock.
Tattoos/Piercings/Scars:Vines containing different flowers running along her left side, each flower for a special person who has died in her life.
Skills: She's good with money and is very fast, like extremely fast having been a track star before becoming a wolf. Being a wolf only made her faster then wolves now.
Weapons: Her fists.
Lycan Species: Wolf
Level: Strong Alpha
Powers:
Weak
-Enlightened Senses
-Detect Vital Signs
-Shift to beast form
-Regenerate
Moderate
- Shields
- Sense Other Weres
- Control Change in Self
Strong Moderate
- No Shift Coma
- Solace
--Alpha--
- Control Change in Others
- Fast Shift to Animal
- Fast Shift to Human
--Strong Alpha--
- Force Shift
- Healing
Biography: Dessaray's parents met on the otherside of the pond as her father use to say, they were a young couple and both had a desire to have a wine farmery though not such a thing was possible in Britian, so they went to and moved to Ontario's wine region buying their first and only house together. Two years they got married, and she was conceived shortly afteron the wedding night, course the whole thing was a small fare, since most of her parents families were dead or had disappeared somewhere. Ten months later she was born, it was summer but raining, her parents not only happy for their child but that a drought was over, she was their savior and gift. Though after that her mother took over the bussiness while her father stayed home to take care of her, and home school her, since they really lived in the middle of nowhere.
As years passed Dessaray also started to take care of house hold chores for her parents while they worked late, she made dinners and all, with out so much of a word to them about doing such things. At eight though, because of oil development in the area, a school was finally built as well and she was able to go to school durring the day. Now she was an outcast from the beginning of her school life simply because she hadn't gone to any schools unlike these kids, who had traveled one hour by bus just to get to school. Course after awhile it was simply a choice, even though many tried to accept her after she gained a bit of fandom. Dessaray had become a track star after joining up for the track team, then some how going all the way to nationals and winning, infact at a young age they were already scouting her course she turned them down, she ran for fun and didn't need the pressure. Running was her way to get rid of the stress of school, to calm herself down and not worry about silly school problems.
Such a way of life would continue, accept there would be more kids coming as the area around the school started to turn into it's own little town also with the population burst from the riggers and the family. She turned down many offers for running, many of them wishing to start training he now, so she may hold a record for years to come. Though as she got older, she started to take an intrest in physcology with the way people acted, and thus began her obession for such things. Course she she never wanted to be a one, simply because she knew her grades would never be good enough, she forced out B+'s and the occasional A-'s, keeping her at a steedy B average through school. Though one thing had changed and it was that she wasn't a loner anymore, she had two friends in school, both were odd in their own way, one was gay and the other was nerd who no one really liked because she was always correcting them.
It was the year before she was supposed to head to highschool, though that oil was discovered under her parents estate and vineyard, now though they could of made tons of money such a oil reserve, they turned down all the offers that came their way. The vineyard was thier dream and the loved thier home so much, how could they sell it? Plus they wanted her to have it once they were to old to manage it anymore. Course there was one company, who was presistent very persistent that the last time they sent someone, this person had said they would regret ever saying no to them. Her parents blew it off as anger, but it never rested right with her, course this would be proven right.
About two weekes later it was in the middle when she awoke to screaming and banging, she got up and ran down stairs, stopping at the drawer next tot he bottom of the stairs, it was closed meaning her father hadn't had time to make it to it. Dessaray with drew the gun from in it, having been told it was only for emergancies from a very young age. As Dessaray poked her head around the corner she almost screamed, there was blood everywhere, her living room was drenched and things were knocked over. Though she couldn't see her father anywhere, her mother was being chewed on while still alive. She screamed and ran, she ran fast and hard from her house, which was probably why it took the wolf a awhile to figure out what had just happened, and where the scream had come from. Then the chase was on.
Course it wasn't a long chase, even by human standards she had no chance to out run the wolf, but she had made it to the edge fo the drive way before it caught up with her. Though as she slammed into the dirt, and the claws dug into her back she realized how lucky she was about to become if she lived through it all. Everything was blur, she couldn't hear anything, infact she didn't know what had happened to her, adrenline was rushing through her body and yet the pain was still unbeleivable. She hardly noticed when the flashing red and blue came into her vision and she was able to breath again, something she hadn't noticed wasn't happening. She black out soon after her hearing returned, there was lots of yelling and car doors shutting sirens blaring into the night, then nothing.
When she had woken up, what was left of her mother had been burried already, she had been transfered to Montreal into fostercare under a foster parents who were wolves themselves. No one beleived she would make through her first transformation which was coming up quickly, she was too young they said, even her foster parents were worried simply because it was hard for adults, let alone a girl who was just hitting puberity. They were right, her first transformation she had barely made it through she had never gone through so much pain in her life, blacking out many times only to be shocked back awake by more. Though once the change completely happened, it was an amazing expereince one she relished in, on where she had another mind another site and enjoyed it. She let her beast rule her body the first time, learning it so later it would be able to accept her in return.
For a few months after that she was home schooled, then sent off to school once they knew she could handle herself well enough of there. Nothing changed really going to this school, except the amount of people who teased her. She also didn't join the track team here, though those who were on it often asked her to join, knowing exactly who she was. Now this was where Zakiel came in, he picked on her, even though he was a loner, he picked on her and her friends to be more exact, but like Dessaray she told them to all walk away, as she walked away herself. The was until picture day when she had decided to dress up for her fosterparents, actually putting on a dress and doing her hair all nice, along with make-up. Well she was walking with her friends when she heard the wolf call, it was shortly right after they had pass Zakiel, and well neatless to say it just hit her the right way for he to go off. She turned around, headed straight for him pulled back her fist and hit him fairly hard in the face. Course she had some control through out this all because she didn't shatter his skull.
Course after the whole thing, he wouldn't leave her alone, course she didn't know why, but eventually they became friends even through his pestering she began to like him. Though have you ever had a friend that was curious about what happened to you, or made sure you got your homework on those days you missed well, Zakiel was one of those, even though he was Jock. He had come to the pack house looking for her, and when he no one answered decided to sneak in, thinking she was out cold and sleeping course it hadn't been the best idea on his part. And well she had just finished her change being late just a little, her beast over reacted and acted him simply because Dessaray hadn't expected him to be there, didn't want him to be there. Her claws had dug into his shoulders and she had branded him for life as a wolf, course before any further damage was done she had been taken off him by alpha.
The next two years at highschool were intresting though to say the least, that is of course after appologies were made, all was forgiven and Zakiel made it through his first change. They were the youngest wolves in the pack, attending highschool together and on completely oppsite sides of the spectrum, but of course they were friends. Though little did the other one know durring that time that they liked each other, both never acted on it or if they did the other one didn't take notice. Course with thier personalities both were often talked about, simplt because Zakiel went to Prom and well she didn't even though everyone was expecting them to show up together. It was hard to find them sperate at other times though, but as the school year came to an end she left with out a word to him, or really anyone since she thought she would be coming back soon.
Dessaray had gone to her parents home, and realized how much anger she still had towards thier murder, simply because they couldn't of even been burried next to each other. Everything was covered with dust, the home had been cleaned up sure after the attack simply because it's what happened, but she could smell the old blood and wolf here. They had ruined her her family, her parents perfect living dream, and what was worse when she looked out the window there was no more fields of grapes but oil pumps and trucks. So then her hunt begin, it was all bent on that wolf and the person who had gotten them to slaughter her parents. Course she started with people who had visted house and got names from them, with or with out violence to influnce them to cough up what she needed to know.
It wasn't hard for her to the man behind the scenes, though he knew she was coming after hunting him down for a year, she killed him, ripped his throat out as if saying he should never had spoken the order. Course before that happened she got the name of the wolf, and started to track all over for him. Learning and growing along the way, she continuied her studies of people, and became highly skilled in reading people, but she always remained quiet where ever she went, and was careful when in cities to let the pack know she was just visting until her trail lead her somewhere else. And this would happen for a few years, until one day she found him back in Hull Montreal, and thats where she became part of the pack there, waiting for her time to kill him. Growing and learning from the man himself, since he didn't know it was her, her smell changed her appearence as well.
When he became Ulfric of the pack there, Des jumped at the chance becoming Fenrir and did so no one challenged her on the postion. She waited awhile before actually challenging him for the postion, though but when she did, it had been a bloody mess. She had killed him with sheer speed, he scratched her in a few places but nothing that would leave scars, but as he took his last breaths she looked down at him and said, " Thats for my parents since they can never be burried together. " She let him realize exactly who he was looking at, before she severed the head from his body with one swift kick to the head, turned and left the body for someone else to eat, she was not becoming Ulfric here. She had stayed in the city for as long as she did, but it didn't feel like home, the pack didn't feel like family to her, so she left, packed her things and left. She headed back to Montreal, knowing she would probably be accepted there, and hoped in high hell it would feel right to her.
Course a year before now when she arrived at the pack house and walked up to the door, openned it and asked for the Ulfric, though who came around the corner was not what she was expecting. It was one of those time when she lost her composure, her jaw dropped and she looked up at Zakiel. " Zakiel..?" Course she had been accepted into the pack, he never questioned her on where she went, just wanted her to stay and not up and leave like she had so long ago. Though what was most surpising to her was, those feelings from so long ago remained, though things were just so different she really didn't know how to act on them, or maybe it was because learned too.
But things changed and after another wolf came in with a broken heart from an Ulfric who would never love her in return... Dessaray realized something, she was fighting a loosing battle cause although Zakiel hadn't taken a Lupa yet something in her said it wouldn't be her, and she didn't want to go through what that wolf had.. and literally self destroyed her self to the point where she attempted to kill the Lupa, and running thier way only to be killed by someone else. No she didn't want that, she was going to leave before she fell that far. Which is how she is now in boston...
Character Model: Ana Hickman
Ghost Tag: .Midnight's.Lone.Fighter.
Name: Dessaray Valley
Age: 24
Sex: Female
Hair: Bleach Blond
Eyes: Green
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 170
Sexual Preference: Bi-sexual
Marital Status: Single
Nationality: American Candian
Birthplace: Onatrio
Current Residence: Boston, MA
Family: N/A
Job: Construction
Assets: A House, and lots and lots of stock.
Tattoos/Piercings/Scars:Vines containing different flowers running along her left side, each flower for a special person who has died in her life.
Skills: She's good with money and is very fast, like extremely fast having been a track star before becoming a wolf. Being a wolf only made her faster then wolves now.
Weapons: Her fists.
Lycan Species: Wolf
Level: Strong Alpha
Powers:
Weak
-Enlightened Senses
-Detect Vital Signs
-Shift to beast form
-Regenerate
Moderate
- Shields
- Sense Other Weres
- Control Change in Self
Strong Moderate
- No Shift Coma
- Solace
--Alpha--
- Control Change in Others
- Fast Shift to Animal
- Fast Shift to Human
--Strong Alpha--
- Force Shift
- Healing
Biography: Dessaray's parents met on the otherside of the pond as her father use to say, they were a young couple and both had a desire to have a wine farmery though not such a thing was possible in Britian, so they went to and moved to Ontario's wine region buying their first and only house together. Two years they got married, and she was conceived shortly afteron the wedding night, course the whole thing was a small fare, since most of her parents families were dead or had disappeared somewhere. Ten months later she was born, it was summer but raining, her parents not only happy for their child but that a drought was over, she was their savior and gift. Though after that her mother took over the bussiness while her father stayed home to take care of her, and home school her, since they really lived in the middle of nowhere.
As years passed Dessaray also started to take care of house hold chores for her parents while they worked late, she made dinners and all, with out so much of a word to them about doing such things. At eight though, because of oil development in the area, a school was finally built as well and she was able to go to school durring the day. Now she was an outcast from the beginning of her school life simply because she hadn't gone to any schools unlike these kids, who had traveled one hour by bus just to get to school. Course after awhile it was simply a choice, even though many tried to accept her after she gained a bit of fandom. Dessaray had become a track star after joining up for the track team, then some how going all the way to nationals and winning, infact at a young age they were already scouting her course she turned them down, she ran for fun and didn't need the pressure. Running was her way to get rid of the stress of school, to calm herself down and not worry about silly school problems.
Such a way of life would continue, accept there would be more kids coming as the area around the school started to turn into it's own little town also with the population burst from the riggers and the family. She turned down many offers for running, many of them wishing to start training he now, so she may hold a record for years to come. Though as she got older, she started to take an intrest in physcology with the way people acted, and thus began her obession for such things. Course she she never wanted to be a one, simply because she knew her grades would never be good enough, she forced out B+'s and the occasional A-'s, keeping her at a steedy B average through school. Though one thing had changed and it was that she wasn't a loner anymore, she had two friends in school, both were odd in their own way, one was gay and the other was nerd who no one really liked because she was always correcting them.
It was the year before she was supposed to head to highschool, though that oil was discovered under her parents estate and vineyard, now though they could of made tons of money such a oil reserve, they turned down all the offers that came their way. The vineyard was thier dream and the loved thier home so much, how could they sell it? Plus they wanted her to have it once they were to old to manage it anymore. Course there was one company, who was presistent very persistent that the last time they sent someone, this person had said they would regret ever saying no to them. Her parents blew it off as anger, but it never rested right with her, course this would be proven right.
About two weekes later it was in the middle when she awoke to screaming and banging, she got up and ran down stairs, stopping at the drawer next tot he bottom of the stairs, it was closed meaning her father hadn't had time to make it to it. Dessaray with drew the gun from in it, having been told it was only for emergancies from a very young age. As Dessaray poked her head around the corner she almost screamed, there was blood everywhere, her living room was drenched and things were knocked over. Though she couldn't see her father anywhere, her mother was being chewed on while still alive. She screamed and ran, she ran fast and hard from her house, which was probably why it took the wolf a awhile to figure out what had just happened, and where the scream had come from. Then the chase was on.
Course it wasn't a long chase, even by human standards she had no chance to out run the wolf, but she had made it to the edge fo the drive way before it caught up with her. Though as she slammed into the dirt, and the claws dug into her back she realized how lucky she was about to become if she lived through it all. Everything was blur, she couldn't hear anything, infact she didn't know what had happened to her, adrenline was rushing through her body and yet the pain was still unbeleivable. She hardly noticed when the flashing red and blue came into her vision and she was able to breath again, something she hadn't noticed wasn't happening. She black out soon after her hearing returned, there was lots of yelling and car doors shutting sirens blaring into the night, then nothing.
When she had woken up, what was left of her mother had been burried already, she had been transfered to Montreal into fostercare under a foster parents who were wolves themselves. No one beleived she would make through her first transformation which was coming up quickly, she was too young they said, even her foster parents were worried simply because it was hard for adults, let alone a girl who was just hitting puberity. They were right, her first transformation she had barely made it through she had never gone through so much pain in her life, blacking out many times only to be shocked back awake by more. Though once the change completely happened, it was an amazing expereince one she relished in, on where she had another mind another site and enjoyed it. She let her beast rule her body the first time, learning it so later it would be able to accept her in return.
For a few months after that she was home schooled, then sent off to school once they knew she could handle herself well enough of there. Nothing changed really going to this school, except the amount of people who teased her. She also didn't join the track team here, though those who were on it often asked her to join, knowing exactly who she was. Now this was where Zakiel came in, he picked on her, even though he was a loner, he picked on her and her friends to be more exact, but like Dessaray she told them to all walk away, as she walked away herself. The was until picture day when she had decided to dress up for her fosterparents, actually putting on a dress and doing her hair all nice, along with make-up. Well she was walking with her friends when she heard the wolf call, it was shortly right after they had pass Zakiel, and well neatless to say it just hit her the right way for he to go off. She turned around, headed straight for him pulled back her fist and hit him fairly hard in the face. Course she had some control through out this all because she didn't shatter his skull.
Course after the whole thing, he wouldn't leave her alone, course she didn't know why, but eventually they became friends even through his pestering she began to like him. Though have you ever had a friend that was curious about what happened to you, or made sure you got your homework on those days you missed well, Zakiel was one of those, even though he was Jock. He had come to the pack house looking for her, and when he no one answered decided to sneak in, thinking she was out cold and sleeping course it hadn't been the best idea on his part. And well she had just finished her change being late just a little, her beast over reacted and acted him simply because Dessaray hadn't expected him to be there, didn't want him to be there. Her claws had dug into his shoulders and she had branded him for life as a wolf, course before any further damage was done she had been taken off him by alpha.
The next two years at highschool were intresting though to say the least, that is of course after appologies were made, all was forgiven and Zakiel made it through his first change. They were the youngest wolves in the pack, attending highschool together and on completely oppsite sides of the spectrum, but of course they were friends. Though little did the other one know durring that time that they liked each other, both never acted on it or if they did the other one didn't take notice. Course with thier personalities both were often talked about, simplt because Zakiel went to Prom and well she didn't even though everyone was expecting them to show up together. It was hard to find them sperate at other times though, but as the school year came to an end she left with out a word to him, or really anyone since she thought she would be coming back soon.
Dessaray had gone to her parents home, and realized how much anger she still had towards thier murder, simply because they couldn't of even been burried next to each other. Everything was covered with dust, the home had been cleaned up sure after the attack simply because it's what happened, but she could smell the old blood and wolf here. They had ruined her her family, her parents perfect living dream, and what was worse when she looked out the window there was no more fields of grapes but oil pumps and trucks. So then her hunt begin, it was all bent on that wolf and the person who had gotten them to slaughter her parents. Course she started with people who had visted house and got names from them, with or with out violence to influnce them to cough up what she needed to know.
It wasn't hard for her to the man behind the scenes, though he knew she was coming after hunting him down for a year, she killed him, ripped his throat out as if saying he should never had spoken the order. Course before that happened she got the name of the wolf, and started to track all over for him. Learning and growing along the way, she continuied her studies of people, and became highly skilled in reading people, but she always remained quiet where ever she went, and was careful when in cities to let the pack know she was just visting until her trail lead her somewhere else. And this would happen for a few years, until one day she found him back in Hull Montreal, and thats where she became part of the pack there, waiting for her time to kill him. Growing and learning from the man himself, since he didn't know it was her, her smell changed her appearence as well.
When he became Ulfric of the pack there, Des jumped at the chance becoming Fenrir and did so no one challenged her on the postion. She waited awhile before actually challenging him for the postion, though but when she did, it had been a bloody mess. She had killed him with sheer speed, he scratched her in a few places but nothing that would leave scars, but as he took his last breaths she looked down at him and said, " Thats for my parents since they can never be burried together. " She let him realize exactly who he was looking at, before she severed the head from his body with one swift kick to the head, turned and left the body for someone else to eat, she was not becoming Ulfric here. She had stayed in the city for as long as she did, but it didn't feel like home, the pack didn't feel like family to her, so she left, packed her things and left. She headed back to Montreal, knowing she would probably be accepted there, and hoped in high hell it would feel right to her.
Course a year before now when she arrived at the pack house and walked up to the door, openned it and asked for the Ulfric, though who came around the corner was not what she was expecting. It was one of those time when she lost her composure, her jaw dropped and she looked up at Zakiel. " Zakiel..?" Course she had been accepted into the pack, he never questioned her on where she went, just wanted her to stay and not up and leave like she had so long ago. Though what was most surpising to her was, those feelings from so long ago remained, though things were just so different she really didn't know how to act on them, or maybe it was because learned too.
But things changed and after another wolf came in with a broken heart from an Ulfric who would never love her in return... Dessaray realized something, she was fighting a loosing battle cause although Zakiel hadn't taken a Lupa yet something in her said it wouldn't be her, and she didn't want to go through what that wolf had.. and literally self destroyed her self to the point where she attempted to kill the Lupa, and running thier way only to be killed by someone else. No she didn't want that, she was going to leave before she fell that far. Which is how she is now in boston...
