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NavigationRoleplay Character (Picture found on photobucket. If you own the image and want it removed please neomail). Name: Yoki Name meaning: it rained in Hopi (Native American) Age: 17 years Totem: Skunk Totem depicting: Her quietness and independence (or her lonesome behaviour and her defensiveness).
Relations: - Father; Mongwau (name means 'owl' in Hopi). - Mother; Aylen (name means 'clear' or 'happiness' in Mapuche). - Aunt; Kimama (name means 'butterfly' in Shoshone). Appearance: Two plaited pigtails which go down to the middle of her back. She is of average height. Black hair. Tanned skin. No other distinctive features. Personality: She is shy, very quiet, she doesn't really get included much with the rest of the people. She seriously lacks confidence and is never good at making decisions. She is easy-going though most people who don't know her will find her boring since she doesn't have much of an opinion on most things. History: Her mother died giving birth to her and her father died soon after when a hunt went terribly wrong. She grew up in the Fiacra Kendhal tribe, raised by her aunt (mother's sister). Extra Info: --- RPed by: Canine Links: Yoki smiled to herself. Maybe this gal was just feeling alone and bored. She looked up again at the gal now staring at her hands, sitting by her lonesome among the older women. It reminded her of the days when she was young and was not expected to work as often, giving her more time to roam about the tribe by her own freewill. This brought back memories of how abandoned she felt at those times. When the other children of the tribe would play together, they found it the best fun to exclude her. It was only one or two who were the cruel ones, but none of the rest would stand against those. She only had a few that she could call friends, but even then she distanced herself from them as most did not understand her or what it was like for her to grow up without her parents. Despite her contentment of solitude, she longed to one-day find a friend who understood the alienation and her awkward ways around others due to it. Looking down at the basket she had just finished weaving, she thought of how she enjoyed the company she got from others when she was gloomy. How even though they mistook what she said and could not comprehend the way she thought, they made an effort to talk to her; to pay attention to her and make her feel somewhat noteworthy. Yoki looked up again at the gal sitting by the campfire. Making a decision, she got onto her feet and strolled over to sit next to the gal. Hello, I'm Yoki. What's your name?" Adoptables
 
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