Player Name:	Katy
Player E-mail:	E-mail Katy
Character Name:	Dandelion
Gender:	Female
Age:	441
Soulname:	Miew
Origin:	Native
Soul Siblings:	None
Family:	- Traildust: brother; - Bearcub: nephew; - TBA: Mother (deceased); - TBA: Father (deceased)
Lovemates/ Lifemates:	None
Recognized Mate:	None
Magic:	None
Skills:	Hunting, stealth, tracking, scouting, stubbornness.
Weapons:	Sword, Spear
Personality:	Dandelion is born with a strong personality. She knows what she wants and wants things to go her way. If not, she posesses the childish feature to stamp her feet. If that won't work, she'll search comfort with the wolves and is able to pout for a whole day, then. She is flighty and not easy to handle, although she can be very amiable if she wants to and when she feels relaxed. She has a strong bond with the wolves and up to a certain level, she prefers the wolves over elves. Wolfsong is running strong inside of her. If she wants to, she can be a real flirt and she can make a man feel special. With her warm brown, soulful eyes she can make knees shake and is very generous with compliments. But usually she leaves after a few nights to search a new love, which isn't always accepted easily. To her, it's simply a game. She has a childish adoration for her brother and although she feels that Softstar and Bearcub have taken him away from him up to a certain point, she has accepted them as family and enjoys getting into trouble with her nephew. Dandelion usually thinks what she says and since that's often the way of her brother's as well, she's often too bold when she speaks to her chief although she knows her place (after people have pointed her to it). She has forward remarks which aren't always appreciated but mostly they've already rolled from her lips before she even knows it. Some may call her foolish but she rather calls it 'being honest'.
Likes:	Wolves and being with them, doing nothing and being lazy, seducing others. Also enjoys the hunt and the wind playing with her hair.
Dislikes:	Griffins, the idea of flying, cold and frost. She isn't that fond of magic (although she uses sending rather than talking) and would rather walk a few days with a bruised arm than to let a healer look at it. Only if it has to, like creating barriers or saving lives, she can agree with magic.
Fears:	That all elves will eventually ride on griffins. She is afraid of them but doesn't let people notice that. She won't flee if she sees one but rather steps away and tell the riders to be careful.
Appearance:	Average height, sturdy build, quite masculine. Rather squarish face with a rounded chin, straight nose of which the end is a bit upturned.
Marks/Scars:	A long scar at her right lower arm which she hides with a loose sleeve. She cut herself with her knife and is still somewhat ashamed of it so she never told anyone what caused it.
Hair:	Her hair reaches till just below her shoulders and has a straw blond color. A few wisps of hair fall at her forehead and reach to her eyebrows, but she tends to wipe them out of her face. She wears them in a simple ponytail but not all wisps can be included. She pushes them behind her ears.
Eyes:	Average sized eyes, with a warm, dark brown color. The corners of her eyes are slightly bent upwards.
New Green Clothes:	A shirt with one sleeve, covering her left arm. The lowest hem is diagonally cut from halfway her left side to her waist at her right side. The basics are yellow but there's a flaming structure painted on it from her left shoulder; starting red, then turning into orange and finally reaching the basic yellow part. The same counts for the right lower part up to halfway her shirt. The end of the sleeve has an orange color, also in a flame-print. She wears a loose sleeve around her lower right arm, also with the red/orange/yellow print. Her pants are light brown and are tucked into high, dark brown boots which reach halfway up her thigh. She wears a thin leather band wrapped around her waist twice, at which she's attached the sheath of her sword. Around her left leg she's attached the sheath for her knife.
White Cold Clothes:	Dandelion hates the cold, and that's why she wears thick warm clothes. She wears a light brown sweater with long sleeves, thucked into her pants. At her left side there's also a flame structure but now beginning with dark brown, going to grey. She wears a greyish hooded cloak. The hood is lined with white fur and so is the edge that runs over her upper arms and her breasts. The sleeves are thucked into long brown, soft leather gloves with a line of fur around the height of her elbows. Her grey leather pants are also laced with fur around her waist and they are tucked into a pair of knee-high dark brown boots with a white line of fur.
Jewelry:	A golden necklace and a dark leather bond around her right upper arm, but that's it. She doesn't need the unneccesary things on her body.
History:	Dandelion was born with the name Haze, second cub of her parents, and incredibly spoiled. She adored her older brother and loved to do the things he did, although that wasn't always possible. With a blink of her large brown eyes she used to get away with everything but when she grew older it didn't always work anymore. She received the name Dandelion from her mother, who'd always said that she was better off being a boy, being the rascal she was. She loved getting attention and quickly learned to wield the sword. She found her first wolfbond when she was only five years old and gently named him Softfur. When he died of old age, she was devastated but her parents learned her that it was just the Way. She interpreted it the way she wanted, and made it "Living in the Now and following the way makes that you don't have to grieve about the past". Thus, when her parents died, she grieved only shortly, howled and moved on with her life, keeping them in her heart but soon nearly forgot them. Her wolfblood ran strong and she noticed that she sometimes felt much more comfortable with the wolfpack than with the elves. The strong wolfsong also made it happen that she was never long without a wolf friend and she has had plenty already. But when Darkstone came to Stormrise Holt, she admired her for having two wolfbonds and followed her for a while. Soon however, she decided that she was much better of with her bond Fourclaw and returned to her usual life.
Bond Beast:	Fourclaw, Wolf, Age 11 Gender: Male Fourclaw is a fierce, sometimes cranky wolf. when someone wakes him up during his precious sleep time, and ambitious: he won't run away from a confrontation. Respects his elf although she sometimes seems a bold cub. He's large wolf, with shaggy, grey fur. Has a few white spots: his tail, right back leg, left front toes, at the right of his neck, left ear and a white face. Shiney brown eyes. His left ear is bent, a small fracture caused by a wolf fight.