She crested the ridge, her legs aching with an exhilarating exhaustion, and there it was. Between the pines, peeking behind the uneven horizon, was the brilliant blood-orange sunrise. It almost hurt her eyes to look at it, but Jacqueline paid no mind to the sensation. Red sky in the morning, she thought, expelling a translucent puff of vapor into the air from her nostrils, Traveller’s warning.

There was precipitation moving in from the east, she expected. Or, was it west? Dammit, Jacqueline, this is something you should know by now.

Precipitation was coming. From somewhere. It wasn’t a foolproof indicator, but it had worked many times during her childhood. She’d witnessed and heard about many Lenoir navigators using it.

If she was staring the sun in the face, that meant she was facing east. She was frustrated to admit it, but travel through the mountains and trying to feed herself had caused her to veer off course. No matter; she would continue her descent south after climbing down the ridge.

Between peaks, her eyes found the sliver of a valley below. Oh, hello. New plan: investigate whatever that is.

Her eyes lingered on the sun a moment longer. It was brilliant, a giant spectre burning a hole in the sky. She wanted it. Jacqueline would make herself known in these lands, claim a sprawling empire for herself that encompassed even the sunrise. Perhaps she wanted to be it, not claim it.

She found the sound of a name on the tip of her tongue, a surname she’d been mulling over. Her voice was raspy from disuse as she uttered it: ”Bissette.”

And then, again: ”Bissette. Jacqueline Bissette.” Her voice was clearer, then. More confident. This was her new identity, her final ‘fuck-you’ to her parents and their monarchy, the schism of who she grew up as and who she would become.

Jacqueline Bissette descended the ridge, paying no mind to her aching paws, hearing only the crunch of the snow beneath her.

Link to profile: https://miasma.vim-rp.net/member.php?act...ile&uid=47
Name: Jacqueline
Stats:
Strength: 3
Agility: 2
Charisma: 2
Intelligence: 3

Parent info for genetics:
Dad was black with white flecking and silver eyes, mom was cream with a chestnut ruff, undersides, and legs, and yellow eyes.

Link to Character's Profile: <a href="https://miasma.vim-rp.net/member.php?action=profile&uid=23"> Soirée </a>
Any parent fur/eye colors for their genotype:
Mother: Black with hints of chestnut and white, amber eyes
Father: Black with hints of white and chestnut markings with yellow eyes

DESIRED TRAIT POINTS — please allocate a total of 10 points!
Strength: 3
Agility: 3
Charisma: 3
Intelligence: 1

Link to Character's Profile: <a href="https://miasma.vim-rp.net/member.php?action=profile&uid=25"> Vargulf </a>
Any parent fur/eye colors for their genotype: Father: Grey x Auburn fur color with a white underbelly, black tail. Amber eyes

DESIRED TRAIT POINTS — please allocate a total of 10 points!
Strength: 3
Agility: 4
Charisma: 1
Intelligence: 2

Link to Character's Profile: https://miasma.vim-rp.net/member.php?act...ile&uid=33
Any parent fur/eye colors for their genotype: Mother: charcoal with white unders and amber eyes, father was red, black, and white like him with teal eyes.

DESIRED TRAIT POINTS — please allocate a total of 10 points!
Strength: 4
Agility: 5
Charisma:0
Intelligence:1

She'd been separated from the hunting party for...

How long had it been? With the heavy fog and snow that had settled over the region, it had been difficult to track sunrises and sunsets. She knew that now it was darker than it had been earlier, but were the clouds just more dense overhead?

Odette shook a particularly large flake of snow from her nose as her stomach grumbled. She was cold. Entirely too cold and entirely too hungry. At this point, with no frame of reference for anything outside of her Kingdom, she was decidedly lost. Like, 'no way in hell am I getting back' lost, possibly verging on 'oh my god I'm going to die out here' lost.

She was probably closer to the latter than she wanted to admit. For the time being, though, it seemed she was in luck: shelter from the snow and cold, just ahead. A dark shadow for a cave's maw served as a creepy beacon, a swath of black amidst the white-out.

She pushed inside and shook her fur out as her eyes adjusted to the gloom.

Link to Character's Profile: https://miasma.vim-rp.net/member.php?act...ile&uid=46
Any parent fur/eye colors for their genotype: Yes - father was silver, black, and cream (primarily silver) with blue eyes and mother was brown, cream, and black (primarily brown) with silver eyes

DESIRED TRAIT POINTS — please allocate a total of 15 points!
Strength: 2
Agility: 5
Charisma: 5
Intelligence: 3

Character's Full Name: bird
Link to Character's Profile: https://miasma.vim-rp.net/member.php?act...ile&uid=45
Played By:me
Other Characters: some

DESIRED TRAIT POINTS — please allocate a total of 15 points!
Strength: 5
Agility: 4
Charisma: 2
Intelligence: 4

Character's Full Name: Orion Ardelean
Link to Character's Profile: here
Played By: Cardé
Other Characters: Zahrah, Champion

DESIRED TRAIT POINTS — please allocate a total of 15 points!
Strength: 5
Agility: 3
Charisma: 2
Intelligence: 5