<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><tt class="bbc_tt">Name:  Yifa Kaneko      Concept: Yurgen Kaneko's Lunar Mate Daughter<br/>Caste: Full Moon Lunar  Anima:   Ice Weasel Form in Silver and White<br/>Totem: Ice Weasel       Tell:    Ice Weasel Ears and Tail<br/><br/>Motivation: To build - or breed - an army and aid her Father, her Solar Mate, in ruling the North and beyond.<br/>Age: 20                 Gender: Female<br/>Height: 6'8" (8'6")     Weight: <del>Redacted</del><br/>Hair: Blond             Eyes: Red-Brown<br/><br/>(http://i97.photobucket.com/albums/l215/Cantih/1262963617093.jpg)<br/><br/>Attributes<br/>Physical           Social              Mental<br/>(*) Strength  5+3  ( ) Charisma     5  ( ) Perception   3<br/>(*) Dexterity 5+3  ( ) Manipulation 5  ( ) Intelligence 3<br/>(*) Stamina   5+3  (*) Appearance   5  ( ) Wits         4<br/><br/>Atribute Specialties<br/>(   ) <br/><br/>Abilities<br/>War                 Life               Wisdom<br/>( ) Archery      -  ( ) Craft       3  ( ) Bureaucracy   -<br/>( ) Athletics    3  ( ) Larceny     3  ( ) Investigation -<br/>( ) Awareness    3  ( ) Linguistics 2  ( ) Lore          3<br/>( ) Dodge        3  ( ) Performance 3  ( ) Medicine      -<br/>( ) Integrity    3  ( ) Presence    3  ( ) Occult        3<br/>(*) Martial Arts 5  ( ) Ride        -<br/>( ) Melee        -  ( ) Sail        -  Specialties<br/>( ) Resistance   3  ( ) Socialize   -  (Cra) Craft: Fire     3<br/>( ) Thrown       -  ( ) Stealth     3  (MaA) Natural Weapons 3<br/>( ) War          -  (*) Survival    5  (Sur) Tracking        3<br/><br/>Advantages<br/> Large +1<br/> Diet -2<br/>  No Cooked Meat<br/> Vice -2<br/>  Sex with Beastmen (Fox/Wolf/Weasel/Bear), Difficulty 4<br/> Oath -4<br/>  Never wield a weapon you didn't craft yourself<br/><br/>Backgrounds<br/> Heart's Blood    2<br/> Influence        3<br/>  Icewalkers<br/>  Yurgen Kaneko (Solar Bond)<br/> Resources        4<br/> Tattoo Artifact  5<br/>  Crown of Thunders<br/> Manse            2<br/>  Crystal of the Frozen North (Air)<br/> Manse            3<br/>  Stone of Resilient Bamboo (Wood)<br/> Manse            4<br/>  Seven Leaping Dragon Stone (Solar)<br/><br/>Languages<br/> Skytongue<br/> Old Realm<br/> High Realms<br/><br/>Knacks<br/> (App) Changing Plumage Mastery<br/> (Sta) Towering Beast Form<br/> (Sta) Deadly Beastman Transformation<br/> (Wit) Twin-Faced Hero<br/><br/>Charms<br/> Name                                    Cost<br/> (App) First Appearance Excellency       1m/Die<br/> (Dex) First Dexterity Excellency        1m/Die<br/> (Sta) First Stamina Excellency          1m/Die<br/> (Sta) Ox-Body Technique x2              N/A<br/> (Sta) Bruise-Relief Method              1m/B<br/> (Sta) Halting the Scarlet Flow          2m/L<br/> (Sta) Hide-Toughening Essence           1m/2 Soak<br/> (Str) First Strength Excellency         1m/Die<br/><br/>Martial Arts<br/> Name                                    Cost<br/> (CS) Fluttering Cry of Warning          1m<br/> (CS) Empowering Justice Redirection     3m<br/> (CS) Crane Form                         6m<br/> (CS) Humbling Enlightenment Commentary  N/A<br/> (CS) Kindly Sifu's Quill                N/A<br/> (CS) Beak Spears Frog                   4m,1wp<br/> (CS) Wings Spread to Sky                6m<br/> (CS) Crossed Wings Denial               6m + 1m per use<br/> (CS) Feather Stirred Arrow Deflection   4m<br/> (CS) Wisdom of the Celestial Crane      3m,1wp<br/> (LHS) Foot-Trapping Counter             2m<br/> (LHS) Thousand Claw Infliction          1m<br/> (LHS) Rabid Beast Attitude              1m<br/> (LHS) Lunar Hero Form                   6m<br/><br/>Weapons<br/> Punch: Spd5, Acc21(22), Def9(10), 8B(9B), Rate3, N<br/> Kick: Spd5, Acc20(21), Def7(8), 11B(12B), Rate2, N<br/> Clinch: Spd6, Acc20(21), Def-, 8B(9B), Rate1, CNP<br/> (Foreclaws): Spd4, Acc22, Def9(10), 9L, Rate3, N<br/> (Hindclaws): Spd4, Acc21, Def7(8), 12L, Rate2, N<br/> (Fangs): Spd5, Acc21, Def-, 9L, Rate1, CNP<br/><br/>Armor<br/><br/>Gear<br/>           <br/>Willpower                       Virtue<br/>(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)  Compassion       Temperance<br/>[ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][ ]  (*)(*)(*)(*)(*)  (*)(*)( )( )( )<br/>                                [ ][ ][ ][ ][ ]  [ ][ ][ ][ ][ ]<br/><br/>                                Conviction       Valor<br/>                                (*)(*)(*)(*)( )  (*)(*)(*)( )( )<br/>                                [ ][ ][ ][ ][ ]  [ ][ ][ ][ ][ ]<br/><br/>Virtue Flaw - <br/>Limit Break   ( )( )( )( )( )( )( )( )( )( )<br/><br/>Soak<br/> B:8(10) L:8(10) A:0 <br/><br/>Combat Statistics<br/> Dodge DV:  8 (9)<br/> Parry DV:  7+ (7+)<br/> Mental DV: 8<br/><br/>Athletics<br/> Lift:   11/1,400lbs (12/1,600lbs)<br/> Move:   8 (11)<br/> Dash:   14 (17)<br/> V.Jump: 11yds (14yds)<br/> H.Jump: 22yds (28yds)<br/><br/>Essence                   Health<br/>(*)(*)(*)( )( )( )        -0 [ ][ ]<br/>Personal    23 / 23       -1 [ ][ ][ ][ ]<br/>Peripheral  52 / 52       -2 [ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][ ]<br/>Committed   10            -4 [ ]<br/>               Incapacitated [ ]<br/>                       Dying [ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][ ]([ ])<br/><br/>Spirit Form (Ice Weasel)<br/> Strength   4+3<br/> Dexterity  6+3<br/> Stamina    4+3<br/> Appearance 5<br/><br/>War Form (Anthro Ice Weasel)<br/> Strength:  6+3<br/> Dexterity: 6+3<br/> Stamina:   6+3<br/>  Wolf's Pace, Fangs, Fur, Inexhaustable, Claws, Enhanced Sense (Smell)<br/><br/>Heart's Blood<br/> Arctic Bear<br/> Arctic Wolf<br/> Arctic Fox<br/> Mammoth<br/> Snow Lion<br/> Great Eagle<br/> Great-Terror<br/> Horned Snow Hunter<br/> Yeti<br/> War Horse<br/><br/>Experience</tt></div></div><br/>Warm... that's what Yifa felt as she awoke, nuzzling into the fur that helped make up her bed.  Well, sleeping roll, but for an Icewalker this was a bed for sure.  Shifting, turning, she finally started sitting up, her tent quite well lit as the morning shined in through the opening in front, facing due East, the cold air hitting her bare flesh as muscle rippled beneath the pale skin of her naked flesh.  Sitting up, somewhat bleary-eyed, she stretched, working out all the kinks in her muscles, inhaling the strong scent of burning fires, cooking meat, winter snow, and a combination of sweat and musk centered on her bed.  Or rather, what still lay in her bed, curled up next to her and out like a light: a white-furred wolf-woman who looked in desperate need of a bath now... just the way Yifa liked them.<br/><br/>Smiling down, Yifa had to admit last night had been fun, quite fun, with the new girl.  Hell, it'd even gotten a little kinky as she broke out her war form and added a little 'extra' to the mix.  If she didn't know any better, Yifa might have thought this woman would be giving her a litter of pups soon enough... but no, not this time, for Yifa's nose had told her so.  Smiling, the blond woman with tremendous bedhead leaned down, kissed the wolf-woman upon the cheek, gave her a gentle pat on the ass - funny, because that part of her probably would be sore for quite a while - and then stood inside her extra-large tent bare as the day she was born to finish her stretching.  As her ankle-length hair settled out a bit, and her muscles loosened up a bit, one would be hard pressed to notice the moonsilver tattoos upon her body, from her shoulders on down to the backs of her hands, from her hips on down to the tops of her feet, across her back and lower back above her but, and even a little bit going down her groin and above her mound, where she'd trimmed a small circle - a full moon - in the middle of the tattoos.  All were connected, even the ones cupping the underside of her impressive bosom, but then there were the ones on her face, as if framing it in a slightly more... regal fashion, clearly important for on either side of her forehead there was a hearthstone firmly lodged in her pale flesh, though they were not particularly large ones...<br/><br/>Yawning, barefoot, Yifa made her way across the tent and out the front flap into the morning sun as it bounced up at her from the snow upon the ground.  Eyes adjusting, she glanced to the two guards out in front of her tent, which shot her a glance, a second more intrigued one, but then with a salute they went back to their duties.  She laughed; used to be they got flustered when they saw her like this, but guess people got used to it over time.  Returning the salute, she then began to shrink, shift, morph, becoming smaller and smaller until she was about the size of a large wolf, white fur sprouting from her body, nose elongating and blackening, with wiskers as well, eyes becoming more beady, and her ears and tail... well, they remained, but now they actually fit with the body of the moonsilver-tattooed Ice Weasel that was there, sitting up on it's hind legs.  Sniffing the air again, she dropped down and then scurried off through the snow, out into the encampment.<br/><br/>For most places, seeing a rather impressive specimen of an ice weasel scrambling through town was exciting and rare, but for the Mammoth Tribesman composing most of the Bull's Encampment here, it was a common occurrence to see one scurrying through from tent to tent and zig-zagging between people as they went about their mortal days, hence why nobody batted an eye at Yifa scurrying her way over towards the largest and most heavily fortified tent in the area, and the person who lived in the tent was the reason why some even got the<em>hell</em>out of her way purposefully.  Finding a wall of the tent in her direct path, she began digging at the snow and permafrost below, quickly making her way under the firmly implanted wall of the tent and underground, then heading due north to get inside the tent, breaking through the ground and then pushing her head through, shaking it fiercely to get the dirt off of her, her clawed paw batting at some bits on her ear, then on the other before like the weasel she was she began to let her head dart every which way in this 'new' environment...<br/><br/>Aha!  Eyes landed on a big,<em>big</em>man, almost as big as she and she dwarfed even the mightiest of Icewalkers (well, she was taller than him by a head, but he was certainly a far wider man, and laden with about as much muscle to boot).  Dressed in armor, his furs, and his cloak, the man would be unmistakeable bent over the war room table, a woman - clearly a sorceress - glancing her way from the opposite side of the map-laden table and smiling, waving politely as Yifa-the-Weasel pulled herself out of the ground, focused on the other side of the map.  Yifa for her part settled herself into the dirt, locked onto the bull of a man, coiled up... and then<em>launched</em>right at him!  Luckily, the large man should be well used to this sort of 'surprise attack' by now, and Yifa knew that the grey-haired man and warrior loved the 'assault' every single time.  In midair, her weasel form grew, expanding and limbs elongating into humanoid ones, the weasel quickly turning back into the tall, toned, long-haired, warrior-esque, and - perhaps most glaringly -<em>naked</em>woman as she was aimed right at the man's back, where her legs quickly wrapped around his waist and her arms about his neck, before opening her mouth, tail wagging and ears twitching, her canines sharpened to a point...<br/><br/>...and she planted a firm, loving kiss right on the man's cheek, before her weight set in, forced him to catch his balance again, and she began to nuzzle him from behind, hugging him tightly.<br/><br/>"Good morning, Dad!" she said, her voice cracking a bit at the start, still warming up from her sleep as she hugged and looked at the face of the man who was set to rule the North one day "You sleep well?  That wolfwoman was<em>amazing</em>... so glad we found her~<3... what're'ya figuring out and planning now?"