Tunile & Ionakass
Darkling Dawn
My Personas

Name: Tunile
Race: Felinoid Human
Rank: Demon-hunter
Gender: Female
Age: 22

Build: Skinny
Hair: Strawberry blond, to nape of neck, straight
Eyes: Agate green
Fur: White w/ blue points

Abilities: Destroy Undead
Appearance: Shorter than most humans, Tunile is about 4'6, with a stick-like body-very skinny and long-limbed. She has short, extremely straight strawberry blond hair and almond-shaped agate green eyes. In addition, her entire body is covered in short, very thin, soft fur, white with blue points like a siamese cat. She has a long, thin cat-tail and oversized cat ears that tend to droop down on either side of her head.
Personality: Often very rash in her decisions, Tunile is hasty and likes action. She's very impatient and hates sitting around with nothing to do; she enjoys fighting and aerobics, and is quite good with her hands as well. She is not particularly intelligent and finds books to be boring, but she is very trustworthy and friendly, anyway. She has a short temper, often letting her emotions get the better of her, and is also easily annoyed.
Past: Tunile comes from a race of felinoid humans on a medieval, fantasy-based world. She was brought up by her father alone, her mother having died giving birth to her, and with no siblings. Her father tended to dote on her, and he quickly began to teach her about his trade, a demon-hunter. Since she enjoyed fighting so much, she quite naturally followed in his footsteps as she grew older, but the final clencher was when a particularly powerful demon which her father was hunting, turned the tables and killed him.
Tunile vowed revenge on the demon who killed her father, and began to work as a demon-hunter while searching for him. One day, having heard rumors of a strange and extremely large demon glimpsed in the countryside, she went hunting and ended up finding a dragon and his rider. Thinking the dragon was a demon, she attacked, and was rather embarrassed when the whole situation was explained to her. She quickly agreed to go with the rider, when he explained about dragons and their riders, however, hoping she would be able to bond a dragon to help her in her battle against demons, and she eventually impressed Ionakass.

Bond: Black-winged White (with Red points) Ionakass
Pets: Cream-Brown Male Hopper, Keebler
From:
Sanctuary of the Sun

 
Name: Ionakass
Gender: Female
Breed: Old World/Danachian/SCD mutt
Color: White (red points)
Dam: Green Danachian/Old World Flurrier Siclassenth
Sire: Red-Black SCD Mutt Ryoniko
Abilities: Telepathy, Teleportation and Fire Breath
Personality: Extremely confident in her abilities, Ionakass is a strong and surprisingly graceful fighter. She is also, however, extremely reckless, and it's quite common for Tunile to just manage to pull her back from the brink of disaster. She is very enthusiastic about her rider's job and is always ready for a good fight against demons and legions of the undead or whatnot. Not surprisingly, she's not really a people dragon, and often gets strange looks when in towns.
From: The Bower
Tunile giggled as she rubbed the belly of the tiny creature in her arms. The neshay, or hopper, as it was more commonly called, cooed and rubbed its head up against her hand, begging her to rub it. The feline-human obliged, practically purring in glee at the cuteness of the furry hopper.
Ionakass grunted in exasperation at the way her rider was acting.
It's cute and fuzzy. So what? It's not like you could ride it. It can't even fly!
Tunile grinned at her dragon as the hopper leaped to her shoulder. "What's the matter, Ionakass? Is someone jealous?" She asked in a teasing, singsong voice.
The white dragoness huffed indignantly.
Me? Jealous of some brown-nosing hyped up flitter with no shame? Of course not! The dragon said, ruffling her black-membraned wings irritably.
Tunile just smiled. "Alright then. Well, in that case, his name's Keebler."
Ionakass sniffed snootily, as if she couldn't be bothered with something so trivial.
Where'd you get that thing anyway?
"Remember that world we visited lately? Kynn? I picked up his egg there." Tunile smiled.
You never told me. She growled, and promptly changed the subject. Come on, let's go demon-hunting. I want to go kill something.
Tunile only laughed again, stroking Keebler on her shoulder, and followed her dragon obligingly.