"Greeting, I am Foxeye. My chieftess calls me TruePath because I follow our Way better than anywithin the Tribe." Foxeye grins and calls over an aging wolf. She rubs his head gently. "This is Fang. Isn't he great?" Whistling the young elf walks off.
Name: Foxeye
Age: 23
Position: Huntress
Height: 3'0"
Eyes: Mossgreen with thick eyelashes
Hair: Red with a white strand in the front. Short, down to her earlobes, while the rest of her hair is allowed to reach shoulderlength. Most of the time, at least... Often uncombed.
Magic: Sending
Weapons: Weapon of choice is a short bow, fashioned of bone and sinew. Foxeye can also handle a spear, but is poor with sword and dagger for other than pure butchering work.
Clothing: A hooded cape of curlhorn's skin, still intact with all the wool. It's lined with wolverine fur to prevent ice when she breaths. Thickcoats has given her a pair of wide trousers, tucked into boots of sturdy tall-legs hide. This is in the winter of course... in the time of Long-Light, she's wearing a leathertop of softest leather, leaving one shoulder bare, and a very short pair of trousers complete with a little belt she hangs things in.
Bond: An old male wolf named Fang. He is no longer hunting with the pack and must soon leave this earthly life, even though Foxeye tries to put off the event of his death with all her means.
Family: Her mother never knew the name of her sire, it was an elf who met her as she was on a long journey. Foxeye is also resembling her mother in everything, leaving no hint as to the unknown father's person. Her mother Roamer was truly a roamer and walked far, one day simply leaving Foxeye in the care of the Tribe. Thus the cub was raised by all the Tribe, not counting anyone very much dearer than another.
Lifemmate: Blizzard Fireheart
Children: expecting
Personality/Background: Ever since the day Roamer left her in the care of the Tribe, Foxeye has been a typical wolfrider. She lives in the Now and doesn't let sorrows or worries burden her mind. Always living life to it's fullest, she howls, loves, hunts and fights with the same intensity. Everything she does is intense and filled with sparkling joy, the wanting to LIVE! Never is her thoughts cluttered with fears or such stuff...her way is the Now of Wolf-thought.
In a weird twist, FoxEye ended up Recognizing the person she once hated most-Blizzard, Snowcloud's son. After about a week of fighting and searching, and a very interesting fight...FoxEye finally convinced Blizzard to accept Recognition and now the two are expecting a cub.
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