Sage Tox

[S.age]

SAGE TOX
No Blood, No Foul

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Race: Werewolf
Age: Nineteen
Sex: Female
Affiliations: Queen's Army
Favorite/Best Power(s): ShapeChanging.
Nothing is better then the feeling of having a sudden surge of adrenalin and power rush though your body. To know you’re able to become something more powerful and deadly then most would think of you. To change from innocent to dangerous in a blank of a eye. To become a wolf is of the greatest pleasure and most useful tool.

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Mate/Spouse: None
Family/Ancestry:
Mother/Occupation/Relationship:
Airabella Minionette Tox / Horse Handler / Distant / Deceased
Father/Occupation/Relationship:
Eoin Seamus Tox / Assassin / Distant / Deceased
Sibling/Relationship:
Davin Tomas Tox / Deceased at age 14 / I was eleven when he died. Slayers. I don't talk about it.

History:

When we were children, we believed the world was full of magic. We believed in myths and legends. And that destiny awaits. That is the world I remember. And the one I wished I had never known.

It was a beautiful November night. The cool air licked at my bare legs and hands. Snow fell from the heavens, as it’s cold surface melted against the warmth of my tongue and cheeks. Its smell was unique, but then again frozen water never really had a smell. I was spinning in a circle, laughing as I danced on the blanket of white under by freezing feet. And then let myself fall to the ground, feeling the water in my already damp hair and dress. I started to kick my legs back and forth along with my arms. I was making a snow angel, I loved the snow. So cold so beautiful.

Then something hard and wet hit my side; I looked up to see my older brother. He was smiling at me. My god did I love Davin. Now I could see my parents to, they were building a snowman with the fresh snow, laughing and throwing snow at each other. It was wonderful. We were all so happy here, so perfect it was. I got up, my knees lifting my body to become standing. I picked up a hand full of snow and tossed it at Davin. The cold snow was already melting in my fragile fingers. But it hit him and covered most of his face with the white slush. He laughed and cleaned himself with his arms before giving chase to me.

But then I saw it, bright as the stars in the forest. A light… a bright red light was coming from the trees. I no longer heard footsteps behind me. My family had noticed it to. My Father was at my side, hand on the small of my back. I could see my mother’s horrific expression as she grabbed my brother by the arm and pulled him to her side.

“ Someone’s there.”

My voice was small and innocent, a rather shaken sounding voice.

“ Get back in the house.”

I never heard my father say anything with such power. Was he mad? I shivered. Mom had grabbed me and was pulling both Davin and me rather hard into the warm house. The hot air was no relief to my freezing body, I was to scared to think. Dad followed us in and quickly locked the side doors before grabbing his sword beside the main door. Daddy never used his sword… My mother was struggling to fill a bag with blanket’s and food. Her hands working quickly, she looked ghostly white. I raced across the room to our couch and grabbed my little doll dad had given to me for Christmas. My finger’s touched its plastic skin as I gripped it for dear life. Before I knew it Davin was at my side, his arm around me. Why was I shaking? Wait… I wasn’t shaking… Davin was.

My mother then had everything packed and was coming towards Davin and me. She glanced at Daddy who was looking out the window. He looked once at us, a horribly sad expression on his face before he nodded. Mother didn’t hesitate at pulling Davin and me to the basement. But I wouldn’t move. I was staring at Daddy as he opened the door. But as soon as the door was open the sound of metal slicing through the air was hurting my ears. I jumped as I heard the impact with my father. He didn’t even have time to raise his own sword before he was limp on the ground. My heart was in my throat, I could breath and now I couldn’t see through the tears that clouded my vision.

“ Daddy!”

I screamed, my voice sounded so distant though. The blood… It pooled on the ground as it escaped from his body. It strong sweet scent burning my nose like wild fire as I gasped, trying to clear my vision and airways. My father had just been killed in front of my eyes. Mother was watching in horror to, I could see it on her face. She pushed Davin and then me into the basement. Slamming the door shut and locking it as quickly as she could. Davin was running down the stairs now, I was scared he would fall but I was the one who collapsed. Davin had caught me though, his arms around my waist. Mother was still trying to get the door to lock when another metal sound rung in the air. One blade skidded by Mommy’s head and the other got her in the rib, puncturing her lung. She screamed bluntly, and fell down, she rolled half way down the stairs, curled up in pain.

“ RUN DAVIN! SAGE!”

She yowled at us. But then there was a new smell. The oli and smoke told me what it was. Fire… The house was set ablaze and I could feel the heat around me. Both my parents were gone… I was only 8, I couldn’t understand like my 14-year-old brother could. Davin yanked me towards the escape door, He was running. I could see the cold icy tears running down his cheeks. Would I lose him to?
Once at the door he pushed me out, into the snow. Two more knives were thrown, missing me by inches.

“ Sage! Run! Sister! RUN!”

Davin called from behind me. I knew he would go back for mom. I looked at him, his face was marred with pain. I ran, struggling to my feet and gasping. I was halfway to the woods when 3 knives rang. I had to cover my ears. I turned around. I was able to see my brother and mother collapsing onto the snow. There blood painting and melting its surface.

They’re all gone…

I watched my house, It’s beams flaming. I could feel my heart ripping inside me; the pain was overwhelming even when I didn’t have physical wounds. Two dogs were set lose, the two hounds snarled and barked viciously as they gave chase after me. I could see the two slayers standing, watching the blazing house with glinting eyes and crocked smiles. I started backing up, one step after the other. I had to run… For mother. For Father. For Brother….

I could hear the dogs angry snarls gaining on me. I couldn’t run any faster. The forest was a blur around me. For a moment all I could hear was the pounding of my heart. I then turned, my body shifting, my bodies cracking as a pelt of fur swept over my skin. I wish not to talk about the taste, the anger… I don’t want to talk any more…

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Personality:
You want to know about my personality?

Well let’s put it this way. I have been trapped for years withering away in my own hate. No, not for who I am or what I am but for the world. What did I do for it to turn on me so strongly? Did I not try to break this curse on my soul? Yet the gods get some sick thrill out of making me miserable? I see the world through two sets of eyes. Understanding and pure blind rage. I’m able to reach out to people, manipulate their wills really. Rather fun actually, to see someone bend to your every wish. But I don’t go flaunting this strange ‘ability’ of mine. Well rather not ability just raw skill, but hay ability sounds cooler.
I’m a rather serious person and have a sharp tongue if you provoke me. My words are like venomous barbs, they hurt at first but once they sink it they make your every thought tainted by the acid I spits. Intense no?
But I do have my sweeter side, the side that is respectful and over all slightly more friendly. If you gain my respect, by either proving your worthy or it or talking me down with my own style of verbal bards then you’re a lucky person.
I guess you could call me loyal, I do have a tendency to be rather bendable to a person if they have gained friendship or trust over me. But then again trust is a rather hard thing for me to understand.
I’m a stagiest. I think like one and act like one. Every moment I’m with someone I watch and learn, take in everything I can and dam would you be surprised what I can learn.

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Hair: Dark brown with a reddish-copper and Indigo purple hue.
Eyes: The most brilliant brown which is tainted by pools of silver flecks that dot her iris. The silvish tone seemed to blend with the deep brown as if the colors were melted into each other. Along with the most beautiful silver is a small splash of bright amber gold, hidden carefully in the eyes.

Build:
My body is more so nimble then strong. I’m a dancer not a fighter. The long hourglass curves make my slender build move with the up most grace and agility.

Other:
My hair kisses my shoulders as it curls and waves its wave to mold to them. The color of my soft locks are a rich brown with the tint of a reddish hue in the sun and a more lavender indigo in the moon light. If you were to touch my hair you would feel the soft and smoothness of each strands texture. Almost as if I took the time to carefully condition each piece.
My cheekbones are fairly high and give a faint shadow to my jaw line. My features are rather carefully set and the small details are what make me unique. My porcelain skin is smooth as silk and warm to the touch. I’m a rather pale girl as the sun does not normally kiss my skin with its rays.
My eyes are intense and deep. Almost like the ocean in many ways.

My wolf form is much like my human. I have pretty much the same color pelt as my hair with the rich browns and the beautiful blond honey colors that swirl through my fur and comb down to mark my body. My legs are splashed with thin black stockings that bleed into deep brown and the filter into honey blond. My eyes are masked by a smoky gray color, which spread onto the top of my muzzle. My ears are rimmed with the black coating and then bleed back into blond.
My eyes exile the silver and brown and take full ownership of the metallic golden flakes, the color is of the most vivid gold which has amber swirls melted into it’s hues.

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