Post by ℓorєsaucє on Nov 7, 2010 17:40:20 GMT -5
Name: Tabris Arael
Age: 33
Gender: Female
Orientation: Straight
Guild: ------------
Shapeshift Form: panther
Appearance:
Age: 33
Gender: Female
Orientation: Straight
Guild: ------------
Shapeshift Form: panther
Appearance:
Human:Personality:
Light, athletic, Tabris is not a hand to hand fighter and this is obvious. She is agile and light on her feet meaning she can get from A to B quickly and with relative ease, and making her a tricky person to try and catch when being pursued. She has an excellent talent with guns, which is her main form of offence and defence unless there is something lying around she can use as a weapon.
Her slightly longer then shoulder length hair is nearly always tied back - when her hair is down she's probably free from work or personal matters and you don't want to annoy her with business relating to work. It's sandy-blonde in colour with natural highlights, quite pretty really and it works nicely with her fair complexion, but it's rarely done up to look anything special. Tabris has blue eyes, which very rarely convey any emotion. She was taught to never show emotion through her eyes or body - Tabris is your perfect little lie and the best actress you can find.
Tabris is also a tomboy with a fetish for jeans, and guns. At home, hidden away in a draw almost impossible to find, is a special belt with three seperate gun holsters, two on her right hip and one on her left when it's worn. The back handgun on her right hip is a gun she uses for defence only unless in a sticky situation - a .357 Magnum revolver. Her other two guns are normally always semi-automatic pistols of some descriptions, and Tabris has an incredibly well hidden stash of guns, meaning if this belt is worn it's almost impossible to tell what those particular ones are. It's a shame that, since she moved to Shelpey Alley, she's never been able to wear this belt.
Naturally, her fetish for jeans means she's normally wearing a pair of them that are a snug fit, maybe somewhat loose so they don't inhibit movement too much. As for shirts, Tabris isn't picky. provided it's not a shirt that makes her look like a slut, it's fine with her.
Shifted:
All panthers are in actual fact, a kind of jaguar or panther - but their base pelts are different in colour. Black panthers are the most commonly known sort of "panther". White panthers, however, are not so well known. They come in two forms, the albino white panther, and then the leucistic white panther.
Tabris happens to be a leucistic white panther. Her fur is not black, but is instead a soft sort of white, tinted with grey where normally there may be spots. The markings that she would normally have (and that black panthers have too, but are almost impossible to spot given the black base coat) are more visible in certain kinds of light than in others, but they are always there and give Tabris an interesting and rather beautiful faint "dappled" effect. Being a leucistic white panther means Tabris keeps her normal eye colour - in this case her sapphire blue eyes remain the same colour.
She has a slightly small build for a panther, but this could also be related to her genetics. Either way, despite her slightly smaller than normal stature, she remains powerful, sleek and agile - taking down a fully grown man would still be little more than an easy task to this girl in her big cat form. Weighing in at 47 kilograms, she's certainly not the heaviest form of panther, but she is more than capable of being classed as a dangerous animal.
Tabris is an animal to human shifter. So if anything, her real form is that of the white panther and her shifted form is a human. As such, the fact she is was born an animal has effects on her personality, however small.History:
Firstly, she is a brilliant liar and a brilliant actress. She is extremely observant and can more often than not tell when a lie is going in her favour, or not. She is normally easily able to use "cold reading" skills to analyse a person and find out a lot about them without knowing anything beforehand. She is also a very solitary creature more often then not, preferring the company of only a couple of people over being alone.
These few people she would rather spend time with are exceptionally close to her; Tabris doesn't really let herself get close to anybody so the few people that she trusts are people she feels worthy of her time and her energy. And, perhaps one of them in particular, her life. While she doesn't go out of her way to make fights Tabris is a loyal and protective creature; she makes it a habit of hers to test everybody's mettle to see whether she's dominant over them or not.
A near invisible side to her that two people in her life know exists is her girly side. Tabris enjoys being flattered and treated like a little princess from time to time, possibly because being the centre of attention every now and then makes being solitary all the more bearable.
Tabris was born in captivity - but not the kind of captivity you may think. Her mother was actually a pet to a man who, while not unkind, probably didn't know kittens from puppies, and who struggled to properly care for a large cat like her mother. He was also keeping her mother illegally, therefore meaning the sale of Tabris and her litter mates was just as illegal.Sample:
Tabris, however, got lucky. She was weaned as early as possible, and then sold on to a gentle and kind man - who surprisingly had a license to keep exotic pets such as Tabris herself. He owned a fair amount of land, with special cages for his large cats, and for two years of her life, Tabris grew up very happy - and very aware of her instincts. She was no house pet, she was a true panther in every meaning of the word, with the only difference her prey tended to come in the form of chickens or rodents.
Contact with the human who bought her was limited until she was two and a half years old, at which point Tabris discovered she was a little bit more special than any old white panther. During a thunderstorm, the lightning frightened Tabris witless. The closer the storm came, the more frightened Tabris became, until finally the storm was right on top of them. Huddled in the corner of her enclosure waiting for the storm to pass, Tabris shifted out of pure fear when lightning struck a tree in the field across the way from her pen.
The next morning, when the old man was checking his animals, he was surprised to find a girl - not a white panther - huddled amongst the leaves and bushes of the pen. Despite the incredibly strange oddity however, he did not seem angry and didn't even really appear shocked. He took Tabris out the pen, and for the next several years, he worked with her and taught her how to be human, without destroying her natural instincts.
Although Tabris' love of guns frightened him, admittedly.
At the age of twenty, Tabris left the man, and moved to Shelpey Alley. She still calls her "owner" from time to time, curious as to how he and the cats are doing, and sometimes you will see Tabris sitting in a quiet place, remembering the time she spent there with that man and everything he had taught her.
"It's beautiful."Other:
"It's a good luck charm. Keep it with you at all times, and I'm sure you will be blessed with luck."
Tabris felt a smile form on her face - and she was once again glad that humans were able to show emotions through expressions rather than simply eyes. "Thank you so much." She said simply to the old man, raising her head to stare at him through calm, happy sapphire eyes. She paused for thought however, before tilting her head at him. "But I do have a question."
"What is it, Tabris?"
"How did you know I was going to leave?" She asked inquisitively.
The old man raised a brow, his gentle face remained calm as he seemed to think about the answer himself. However, he chuckled after a moment, shaking his head and closing his eyes. He let out a deep sigh - and it was difficult to tell if he was upset or not, but he continued to smile. "My child, there comes a time when every girl grows to be a woman, just like there is a time when every boy grows to be a man. Normally, the end of this transformation makes room for new adventures. Adventures beyond the walls of home." He explained.
Tabris blinked. She grinned suddenly. "As philosophical as always. Will you ever stop speaking in riddles?" She laughed cheerfully, although a tone in her voice told the old man she had generally understood most of what had been said. The old man too, then laughed.
"Maybe I will, maybe I won't. However, if you wish for me to stop speaking in riddles, then I will say one thing."
"What's that?"
The old man's face lost some of the smile, and adopted a more serious tone of voice and expression as he looked Tabris directly in the eye. For a moment he seemed to study her eyes, before he smiled. "Your eyes are wild and feral, as they should be. But promise me, Tabris, you will contact me every now and then. I have grown to love you like a daughter, and I while I am happy to see how you've grown, I would be upset if you did not share with me your adventures."
A smile formed on his face once more, but Tabris could tell just by looking at him that he was fighting tears behind those calm eyes of his. She almost frowned at the fact he seemed so upset, but she forced herself not to as she embraced the man in a gentle hug, patting his back. "I promise, I will ring you often and let you know of everything I do." She said quietly, wondering why it felt wrong to speak any louder.
The old man returned the hug, and the smile that appeared on his face was large. A tear did drop down his old, wrinkled face, but rather than a tear of sadness, it was one of happiness. "Thank you."
Relationship: Tabris is in a relationship with Rohjyx, leader of the Assassins guild. As such, she is not looking for anybody else to date, and she is looking to tease every other girl who might get jealous about it, just to make herself feel superior.
Yes, she will leap to his side in a battle if he needs it, she will take a bullet for him, and she will follow him around as a white panther (since nobody aside from him knows her form) to preen both their egos and make people admire the pair of them.