Rp/Social Yes
NO PvP

IC currently:
    After a great tragedy tore her life to shreds she pulled herself together the best anyone in her situation could.   She took Helio to her tribe to be raised.  Yes he grew into the perfection the HighOnes had intended.   The time came when Helio struck out on his own.  After that Fern lost her joy despite the love of her tribe.   She fell deep into wolf-song.  So deeply she shape-shifted and did not desire to shift back.
    In white and silver trimmed wolf form she-wolf ran with a pack until many turns of the seasons (years) later when the pack leader made a choice she felt was wrong.  Very wrong and she felt so strongly about it that she broke away and went in an entirely different direction.
     One night looking up at the sky, one of the stars glittered intensely.  It shook her out of the mental mist that long eclipsed her thoughts of past and future, keeping her within the Now of wolf-thought.  The she-wolf whined at the whirl of thoughts that rushed forward into her awareness once again.   She found herself to be worn from the sudden rush of emotions.  Finding a safe place to sleep she curled up with her tail over her nose.  
    The light of the morning sun entered bit by bit into the small den she'd found.  The light seemed to walk it's way up her....form?  She....squinted her eyes and went to cover them with a ...hand!?  She jerked back and floundered a bit with a growl.   White and silver fur was replaced by auburn red locks of hair pooling around her form.  A form she'd long forgotten.   For a while she focused on how these limbs worked.  Her nose, ears, eyes retained their keen abilities.  She felt her ear move through the locks of her flame crowned head.  Yes they were still pointed.  She only went far enough to get what she could from surrounding plants to fill her growling belly.  She was after all naked from head to toe.  Deep red strands swirled and fluttered over the soft landscape of her body as she stealthily made her way to 'acquire' needed things.  
    The next day in a small village there arose such a din of voices.   The people were shocked to find things missing from all around the place.  Even a haunch of smoked meat.   Far away into the dense forest, out of sight, Fern licked her lips and tossed the bone, still laden with meat, to a wolf she had formed a bond with as she was making her way to this budding settlement.
    As she remained unseen in her traveling  she began to remember.  One thing seemed very incomplete.  She had to find her way home again.  
(I will continue this story in the forums)

OOC and Lights

OOC:
If you crash I will wait a reasonable amount of time for you to return if rl does not call me away.   I would expect the same understanding.

I can get busy with tailoring or other things and may not see tells  that are sent to me.   Don't just immediately assume I'm ignoring you.

People who are not English fluent  I am patient and understanding about.  If I  do not understand what you are saying I will repeat what you said and include what I think I'm hearing you say....so that you can correct it if looks like I'm hearing the wrong thing......just had it happen recently and thankfully it all worked out....sometimes I even have that issue with some English speakers
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Lights:
Reds:   Nothing against server rules.  No children or look of a child,  No vore, Toilet play, or water sports, scat, Anal penetration, Permadeath, god-modding, metagaming, No hard core BDSM, No torture, no slavery, rape,  humiliation or degradation,  certain words my character will not be called during erp srp (can discuss ooc),  no females/lesbians, she-males, herms, No PvP,  bloody gore, permanent scars or dismemberment., non consensual pregnancy ( If your idea of srp/erp is to just grunt and groan...you are not the one for her.) No random stranger sex.

Greens:  Vanilla sex,  rough sex, coarse language during erp srp (that is not humiliating ) , Romance, long courtship, fidelity, Males only, Gentlemen, Gentle Doms, fetish for long haired males,  D/s , light to medium BDSM  with gorean flavor (i won't tolerate  gorean rules lawyers...there is no right way except the way that makes you happy..got it? good), long to medium  posts,  humor,  good social rp,  friendships, hunting,  Creating RP plots/adventures and writing them up in the forums, collaborating
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Her history/back story:
An Elven huntress and her bond wolf stood at the foot of a long mountain range.  She sighs as she pulls the rabbit fur lined hood up over her head.  Auburn red tresses escape and whip across her clover green eyes as she looks back in the direction of her tribe home.   She realizes they mean well and that it is for her own good to be sent on this journey.  Her wolf nudged her hand to take her mind off the anxiousness and the family she will miss.  They start up the mountain as a mystical song faintly fills the air for a few moments.

~~We will go home...we will go home...we will go home across the mountains..~~

Though a new home was to be sought somewhere  ...
Perceptive eyes and hyper acute  hearing allow huntress and wolf to pick up on a hard to notice pathway that led up into the mountains.  Some while later they could see a narrow pass and Fern took her time using all her senses as well as cues from her wolf to detect if it would be safe to travel through.  She looked up the high, close walls of stone and considered how it could be a trap.  She then judged the distance she and  her wolf would have to traverse before reaching the other side.

At one point during the navigation of the pass some rocks fell, making her heart jump.  "Me-eh-eh-eh!" came the bleat of a mountain goat.  Fern cursed under her breath something about if she wasn't in this passage the goat would have been that night's meal.  Eventually they emerged on the other side of the pass.  Sitting upon her wolf she breathed deep and exhaled slowly as she looked around at the lands that splayed out across the valley below.  She could make out a great opening over the other side of the thick forest.

As time went on she gained friends, admirers, Protectors, Huntmates, a Lovemate, a Lifemate and a Soulmate.

Fern is sweet for the most part.  A kind and gentle soul who likes peace and harmony around her and those she cares for.  She is getting better about not being so hesitant to be around others.

With this new confidence comes change.  Good change it is hoped.   A feral streak grows in her and can be seen  clearly when she is out on the hunt.  She is vicious with her bow and blades.

She carries a secret that only a very few know of.  There is a mystery she seeks to unravel.   Pray it won't be her undoing.

Searching doe like emerald eyes hold a gleam that hints of hidden strengths beneath her lightly tanned skin.
Long auburn locks of deep flame crown her head.  They are often caught up in an ornate pony tail.    Her voice flows smoothly over burgundy lips.  Rarely are her wolf fangs fully exposed for anyone to see.   She bears a an exotic amber and soft musk scent. (think Obsession perfume)

Her gift of empathy resonates a beauty unseen, sensing and seeing many times what others may not.  She has a timeless grace that is mixed with a primal passion that is blooming forth.

<<Fern is Lifemated to Giofraele in a loving, long term relationship and is not looking>>

She revels in nature and ancient trees.  Exudes a zeal for the hunt.

Laugh......and you won't hear me coming

I have a hand and you have another...put them together and we have each other ever my Soul

Just because today is the worst day of your life doesn't mean that tomorrow won't be the best day of your life.  
 
Ti amo amore mio Giofraele