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1 Daiyu, Fang on Tue Oct 08, 2013 10:08 pm

Name: Daiyu, Fang


Age: 28


Gender: Female


Requested Rank: Warrior


Pack: Venantium


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Summary: No one can say exactly how old the Fang family is, not even their patriarch, an ancient wolf that cares for the preservation of his family more than the individuals that make it up.  This has led his immediate underlings, his two sons, to have taken over more of the day to day operations and coordination.  Without a vast pool of resources, either material or biological, the family has developed a tried and true method of surviving in the shadows, not drawing attention to themselves as they spread quietly throughout the annals of Chinese history.  As their influence slowly spread, so, too, did their numbers as family members were added either by birth or by force.  Each was taught the methodology of the family’s operations and was expected to strictly adhere to that system.

And then along came Daiyu.  The daughter of one of the patriarch’s grandchildren, she was a pure blooded wereling, through and though, and showed extraordinary promise.  However, her temperament had always been a point of contention among the leaders of the family.  She drew far too much attention to their dealings and subtle political pressures.  In a move focused on the preservation of the family, the partriarch ruled that Daiyu was to be exiled from the country, to return upon pain of death.  Daiyu made her way to America, having insured her future by setting up her own bank account that none of her family had access to, and began to finally come into her own self.  Finally, after over three quarters of a century, she was finally rid of the “stuffy old codgers.”

She spent the better part of a century, traveling from place to place, looking for somewhere that felt good.  If a place did not quite feel right, Daiyu simply left and searched for somewhere new.  While this was not exactly the life that she had envisioned on the plane ride across the Pacific, it was refreshing to be able to just be herself without having to worry about what her family thought or what punishment was going to be meted out this time.  It also had the slight added bonus of setting up a veritable network of contacts across the country that she made certain to maintain, if for no other reason than “because.”

Inevitably, her travels brought her to the legendary city that never sleeps.  At first, she was skeptical that a city so packed with humans could provide a reasonable home, but then one of her more frequent contacts passed on a bit of information about two packs that had more or less claimed the city as theirs.  Now that was a bit of interesting information.  Interesting enough for Daiyu to finally settle somewhere, at least for a decade or two?  Only time will tell.


Example Post: (From a different RP, so it has nothing to do with werelings or Daiyu, but I have been assured that this is acceptable)
Blue and green eyes narrowed ever so slightly at Do’Va when he commanded Sebastian to kneel.  How dare he?  Before that line of thought got any farther, though, he forced it from existence.  He had already decided that he would do what it took.  If it required a miniscule debasement, so be it.  Slowly and carefully, he lowered himself to his knees, but did not lean back onto his heels, staying ready to stand should he need to.

Sebastian took a deep, steadying breath and fixed his dual colored gaze on the petite girl that smelled exceedingly wrong.  It wasn’t “strange,” it wasn’t “peculiar,” it was just wrong.  The smell sent a shiver down his spine.  He very nearly shied away, having learned to trust his nose, but a glance up at Do’Va reminded him why he was doing this.  His choice seemed to be this or never sleep soundly again.  As the child reached out, Sebastian watched her hands draw nearer.  The tip of his tail quivered, but that was the only thing that came even close to betraying the screaming nerves inside his body.

When she touched him, it felt like a hot brand against his skin, but then he didn’t feel anything.  At all.  He only saw black, try as he might to find some little speck of light.  Not a single sound greeted his ears, despite their frantic swiveling to and fro.  Even his nose seemed to have betrayed him by refusing to report any smell at all.  A flare of panic rose up in his chest, but he forced it back down immediately.  Panicking never helped and this was certainly something that he needed to think clearly about.  Logically, he knew that this was the process that Do’Va had been talking about, so he just needed to get through it and the dreams would stop.

Before he could even process that it had happened, an image of his father filled his vision.  His father, the only person that had ever managed to make him feel inferior.  Just as fast as it had appeared, the image disappeared, but it seemed to have burned itself into his vision.  Despite all of his mental discipline and control, he could not banish that image from his mind.  Another image flashed in front of him, that of not only the building of his bank, but also the idea of everything that it represents, up in flames.  Panic flared in his gut to see his empire up in flames and completely unable to stop it.  This image persisted longer than the last, but it was still little more than flash of an idea of an image.

Sebastian felt his breathing quicken and could not slow it back down.  The images began coming faster, one right after the other.  Each of them conveyed a different aspect of his life, each from varying angles, some direct and explicit and some merely hinting, but every one of them was spiraling out of control.  Sebastian growled savagely and brought the full weight of his mental control and discipline to bear in an attempt to wrest control of these images that were obviously being placed into his mind.  He may as well have been trying to stop the tide with a push broom.  No matter what he did or how hard he tried, the cascade of images continued, gaining speed and intensity as they continued showing him his life falling into pieces.

An inarticulate cry of anguish, rage, and desperation ripped from his lips, yet the oppressive silence remained as heavy as ever.  Sebastian closed his eyes tightly, but even that didn’t stop the torrent of impending disaster that pounded relentlessly against his mind.  Paws instinctively clasped to the sides of his head, trying inanely to block out the mental attack.

Suddenly, a single constant speck of light broke through the visual cacophony and instantly every fiber of Sebastian’s being focused with laser-like intensity on that life-line.  He longed for that one mote of stability.  Maybe, from that, he could reassert some semblance of control.  As it drew near, he felt a warm, matronly presence emanating from the constant.  In a wave of understanding, he knew that this was the Mother that Do’Va had spoken of.  He knew, too, that she would be the constant that allowed him to regain control.  She was his rock and center, of that he was certain.

As soon as his mind came to that realization, his senses crashed back into his awareness.  Panting for breath with his tongue hanging out of his mouth, Sebastian had fallen forward, braced against the cold, polished marble floor with one paw while the other remained pressed to the side of his head.  Slowly, so very slowly, he got his breathing back under control and sat back, lowering his hands to his lap.  His eyes sought out the older female, but that wasn’t right.  It was not she.  Hesitantly, almost reverently, Sebastian’s eyes slid to the side, to the younger female.  He knew immediately that she was the one called Mother.  He felt a stirring in his chest that he was entirely unfamiliar with.

There was a similar feeling when he looked at the towering figure of Do’Va, as well as the older female, but it was not as strong as when he gazed at the child.  Still watching her, he slowly rose to his feet, his mind working as hard as it could to dissect the feelings welling up inside him.  After a moment, he shook his head slightly, pressing the back of his paw to his forehead and chuckled.  “I apologize for my discomposure,” he said, unsure of what else he could say as he climbed back to his paws.  His eyes kept being drawn quite inexplicably to the child.

(Edit 10/9/13: choice of pack and appropriate details in Summary)



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