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--OOC Details--
Your name: Axers or Remy
Current characters: Uhhhh Remy ^.^
--In Character Details--
Full Name: Remy Tzal Rivet
Age: 3 years
Birth month: January
Gender: Female
Species: Arctic
Starting Skills: Knowage & Stamina
Roleplay Sample: The woods had to be the gods' gift to wolf kind as far as Remy was concerned. The majestic trees, lively creatures and rich scents could only be heaven on earth. Each one smelled normal, just as maples, oaks, hickories and walnuts should smell. What threw Remy was their color, it was completely wrong for any tree he had ever seen in the southern jungles of his youth. Every tree had white bark, not just birch trees like Remy had seen before. Sitting amongst them, Remy felt both awed and humbled at the same time, as if the trees were men of some fine court looking down at her. When she had passed a small pond, Remy was half surprised and half not to find that even the weeping willows were draped in brown bark. Sunlight dripped through the canopy and lit up the beautiful forest, reflecting off the white bark and making even the shadows seem friendly and airy. This place, whatever it was, was truly beautiful.
The farther she had moved in the trees, the more comfortable Remy began to feel. It was if the trees were friends, gentle companions she had known throughout her life, silent guardians that occasionally lost their silence when the wind tickled them just right to made them giggle. A sense of deep peace and content settled deep into Remy, seeming to seep right into the very marrow of his bones. This place, more than any other she had found since leaving the far south, felt like home even though there had been another forest farther south that had been more like the jungle. There were no words Remy could think of to describe this feeling, this feeling of rightness and home, of belonging and content. Even reaching as far back as she could, Remy could only faintly remember this feeling when she had been very young, tumbling around the den with her siblings while her mother kept watch and father hunted.
As Remy had passed a bundle of bushes, a flutter of wings made her falter. A pretty butterfly with blue and black wings burst from the bush and began fluttering away. Grinning like a loon in that charming way of hers, Remy threw caution and awe to the wind. Chasing after the pretty insect, the long-legged fox-like female must have looked like an overgrown pup and quite silly besides. The thing with Remy was, she simply did not care. She enjoyed what she enjoyed and at this moment, she enjoyed chasing butterflies through a beautiful sunlit forest with the soft breezes of spring caressing her snow pelt.
Eventually the young female lost her butterfly companion but before she could stop to look for it, her white paws took her straight into a screen of bracken. Breaking through the bracken, Remy skidded to a halt, sliding a bit on the soft grass. When she righted herself, Remy glanced around. Her glance turned into a stare as her kindly blue orbs fell on the biggest tree she had ever seen, either white-barked or brown. This tree rose so high into the sky that Rem had to tip her head all the way back to even see the lower branches. Its brown and white bark was deeply ribbed and massive roots protruded above the ground forming knotted hollows and cave-like dens before retreating back below the ground. Slack-jawed, Remy slowly began to walk clockwise around the massive tree that looked and smelled like an oak. It took her many minutes to make it all the way around the clearing. The entire clearing was cloaked in dappled sun and shadows thanks to the tree's massive sweeping branches and leaves easily the size of an eagle's wing.
The sight of this massive, ancient tree awoke a sense of deep reverence in Remy, as if she was standing before a very old elder that held all the answers to life while she was only a whelp in the den. Looking at it, Remy could not even imagine this tree as a sapling like a few of those around the fringe of the clearing, its size and age proving it had been quite a long time since it had been even half as big again as the mature trees around it. Would they all grow this large, given time and attention? Remy tore her eyes from the massive oak to look at the trees around it. They were dwarfed so assuredly that it was almost comical. If any of these trees even grew a fifth as tall as the grand old tree, Remy would be quite surprised and quite dead by the time it happened.
Swishing her white tail, Remy looked again at the big tree. Did all of these other trees grow from this one? They were all different kinds, oaks, maples, walnuts, beech, birch, hickory, so many different kinds that it must be impossible. Still, Remy had a hard time disregarding this as just an abnormally large oak tree. All of the other trees in this forest were brown-barked and so was this oak. That had to account for something, if nothing more than cross-pollination.
A strange wave of giddiness spread through Remy as she looked up at the big tree, a grin splitting her face and her blue eyes sparkling with the light emotion of it. Feeling puppyish and silly but too happy to care, the white hued female reared onto her hind paws for a moment and gave three yips before coming back to all fours. A breeze stirred the tree's leaves, as if it were answering her, making the female laugh as if someone had just given her the greatest gift. Prancing giddily in place for a moment, Remy gave several more yipping barks, white tail swishing back and forth as the breeze rattled the tree's branches. It felt so strangely good to be near this tree, to feel as if it heard her and knew she was there, like an indulging mother greeting a pup that had gone to play and was just now back at the den.
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Rivet, Remy Tzal
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