DEL MONTE, denae DALILA

[chaos]

DENAE DALILA DEL MONTE

....the mask

Your Name: Chaos or Miki
Where did you find us?: An affiliate from my site, Tempered Heartbeats.
How long have you been roleplaying?:4 years
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...basic character information

Birth Name: Denae Dalila Del Monte
Nickname: Denae, Den
Gender: She's of feminine persusasion, most definitely.
Age: 16
Grade: 1oth
Birth date: December 15th
Program: Bachelor of Science
Major: Medicine/Medication
Animal Identity: Siberian Tigress

...personality

Likes:

• her solitude
  
• running (really, just being active)
  
• peace and quiet
  
• reading
  
• guys, of course
  
• science
  
• dancing
  
• being a tiger
  
• her tiger habits
  
• the color purple
  
• spending time with friends and family
  

Dislikes:

• snobs
  
• people who flaunt their wealth
  
• boredom
  
• being caged
  
• being taken advantage of
  
• not being challenged physically and mentally
  
• homework
  
• whores
  
• people who have no morals or standards
  
• abusers
  
• seeing people suffer
  

Fears:

• losing what little she has left
  
• not doing good enough on her grades
  
• being weak
  
• losing her temper
  

Strengths:

• her extreme intelligence
  
• her brute force
  
• her determined and focused frame of mind
  

Weaknesses:

• her fears
  
• her stubborness
  
• her temper
  
• argumentative streak
  
• willingness to take other's punishment
  

Overall:denae comes across first as an opinionated chica with a can-do attitude. she's sarcastic and more than a little cynical and she can just be down right cold sometimes. her tongue is as sharp as a needle and for just about everything she has some snarky remark. there has been very, very few times she's ever been speechless. in fact, she's more prone to mocking a person than to giving them a warm hug and a welcome. however, there is a warmer side to her. but it's only after she meets you, after she assesses you. if she likes you, then she'll probably become very open and warm, and tease and even be very playful; that's the cat coming out in her. however, if she doesn't like you, you can always expect some sharp comment or an especially critical gaze. and usually, once denae forms her opinion about someone or something, it cannot be changed.

this young woman has survived 16 years of pain and merciless beatings. during these years, she has acquired patience and when she needs it, she uses it. however, and more unfortunately for people, she hardly is patient with any person except those she's extremely fond of. and when she's fond of you, there's nothing she won't give you, including the shirt off her back if you needed it. denae's always had a vicious temper that can skyrocket quickly, though only for reasonable reasons. and even through the years, denae still has a hard time following orders, being commanded, or not arguing. if denae has something has something to say...well, hell, she's about to let you know about it. like if she respects a person or not; denae has no respect for a person who doesn't even try to help themselves. she's tough and denae, though a little hard-headed, has a very commanding presence. she has the force behind a voice that says, "move, mountain." and she fully expects it to jump out of her way. and more often than not, denae is not argued with for the simple fact that her entire being exudes a calm confidence and air for respect from those in her presence. and that's well, because she's witty and charming...when she damn well feels like it.

like i said, denae does have a softer side. this side is special and once you've earned it, you have it. forever. despite the dark cunning and menace that's seen most of the time, denae has a soft core that can melt hearts. she's loyal and even though she doesn't advertise it, she really does care for those who need it. also, she craves love though she's never verbally asked for it. at her soul, she a person who is completely at ease with what she is: a beautiful creature who is more animal than man. not like denae would ever let anyone know. she'd much rather kill them and eat. just a cuddle-bear, yes?

...appearance

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Celebrity Play By: francia raisa almendarez
Appearance:

you're walking alone in the dark and suddenly you have the feeling of being watched. you look to your right, to your left, behind and in front of you. your heart starts to thump loudly and you put your head down and walk fast. But then, a wind sweeps by you and a pair of pointed toe boots come into view. You stop, your gaze travelling up the pair of thin, but very muscular legs, clad in all black leather. In fact this petite woman seemed to be completely in leather. Your face finally travels up to her face and you suddenly flush red, recapping what you've just seen.

denae is certainly something to look at. it starts out with the size 7 feet, so dainty and pedicured, and goes up the legs which aren't as thin as other female's due to her body shape. however, they don't "jiggle" being as their hard as rocks and toned, so much so that the slightest movement will induce the muscles to flex, showing off just how strong her limbs really are. denae's legs are slim and thick with muscle. her legs are usually always hairless as well due to the attire she wears. here and there are scars that she's acquired over the years; they've long thinned to pale, silver lines that only show under fluorescent lights and occasionally the sun's rays. her legs are also extremely tan, as is the rest of her body. and it's this tan she maintains year-round unless she's sick, cold, or scared, in which cases, she tends to pale several shades. (but she still has a tan.) moving from the legs, you see a pair of child-birthing hips, wide, but pleasantly so. they're quite attractive and lovely to hold on too. one can feel the hipbones there canvassed with muscle.

going on past the lower body, you come to the taut abdominal muscles, the carved ones that make curves. another example of her magnificent gene pool. it's true. denae has an incredibly beautiful figure though it's not as thin as some women's... but it's a woman's body. she's got the hips and the perfect hourglass shape. her breasts are full and are definitely a d-cup. her arms are strong and supple, capable of cradling a child or pinning an enemy. they too have defined muscle. turning denae around, you see the oh so attractive figure of said woman, the nicely toned butt with its delicious curves. and then there's her back. when she's naked, or her back is just exposed, the spectacle is breath-taking. her back is especially....yummy. she's got the back of a warrioress, a woman who has known hard work. every muscle ripples under the golden bronze skin. and upon her back lays the beautiful and intricate detail of her tribal tattoos. They are composed of swirls and sharp curves, the whole tattoo a crimson color, like blood, but with more of an orange tinge.

past her body, we go to her head. covering her skull is a thick shock of dark brunette locks that are naturally untamably curly. they fall to the just above the middle of her back and below breast level. and on a good day, which means one in which denae has had to wrestle with her brunette locks, her hair looks decent. and almost never is it straight. it's just way too much work and that's something she's not willing to do. however, bless the Lord, her hair is very shiny and silky soft. and then there's her face. and that's beautiful as well. but exotic. in a tan face of smooth, flawless skin, there is a nose proportionate to her face, large brown eyes, and full, shapely lips that are usually curved into a sensual smirk or smile. behind those lips are pretty white teeth with canines that drop lower than the average person's, though they aren't outrageously long. they just aren't flush with her other surrounding teeth and those come down below or the ones on the bottom rise up a little more. still, it makes for a pretty smile. her eyes, which are larger than most people's, are surrounded by dark brown eyelashes, thick, and on occasion look black. they are set within her face and they give a rather cat like look, because although they are large, they have a slight almond shape about them.

when denae shifts into her true form, it looks interesting and has got to be painful. however, it's not because it's exactly what her body was made for. denae's true form is essentially a tiger. however, she is a tiger, and even though she's very dark as a human, her coat palette is a mixture of red (not orange), black, and white. extremely beautiful and all too aware of it, denae's huge body is lean with muscle the ripples at the slightest motion. the colors are in the usual places, but her colors are seemingly intensified. the red of her coat is extremely red, like bright blood. the black is blue-black, rich and glossy. and the white, in sunlight, can hurt ones eyes if they're unprepared to see such an alabaster. hardly denae's coat is ever dirty. she likes to keep it clean. and though denae's eyes are predominantly brown in her human form, her true form's eyes are actually brown-green, usually during green or a more beige color depending on mood and day. (don't ask how that's involved...it just is.) denae is a massive tiger, her size speaks for itself. where a normal siberian tigress is around 9 feet in length, denae is indeed shifter material right at 10 feet from tip to tail and weighs 460 lbs. have fun fighting that.

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...history

Parents: Viktor Del Monte - Siberian Tiger (deceased)
Crisanta Del Monte - Siberian Tiger (deceased)
Siblings: Alejandro Del Monte - Siberian Tiger - 22
Desamaree Del Monte - Siberian Tiger - 20
You think Denae's got to have the best life that a shifter could have, I mean, her whole family's made up of shifters. And for a little while it was. Denae was raised by a mother and father, who when they weren't in public, were tigers. Not only that, but she had siblings who were close in age to her. Playmates. And even though they didn't have much material-wise, they had each other and they were close. From the day Denae was born, she was well aware of the world of shifters and the fact that when she entered puberty, the chemical change would rouse her inner animal and she could shift into a gigantic feline, the largest feline on the planet. And everything was steered towards that. Viktor and Crisanta, a Latin couple of middle class wealth, were both shifters and even though they weren't the tallest people, they seemed to possess their true forms' strengths and senses. And it was so with all their children, even Denae.

At the age of two, Denae as physically strong enough to lift objects normal children never could. Also, she was incredibly perceptive and intelligent; however, that wasn't the tiger within her. That was just Denae. She was just one of those kids who would exceed expectations academically. And as it turns out, physically as well. Denae was growing like a weed, and it showed. Her advancement was more than other kids, and she had to keep her identity under wraps. Fortunately for her, Denae was able to do with with the help of her older brother and sister, who were having to deal with the same things. Denae was the cute little girl who everyone liked though. She was humble about her gifts, and people grew to love her. She was modest about herself because of her background. The Del Monte's were of middle class, yes, but they were of the lower middle class. They had to work for everything they had. The children were the same way.

Denae hit ten years old and she was one of the most popular girls in school for several reasons. Her brother was a total hottie and popular, as was her older sister, Desamaree. And then, Denae was gorgeous and quiet, but she had a bite to her that intrigued the boys. And overall, Denae was smart and friendly. It was hard not to like her. As expected, Denae excelled in everything. But then, tragedy struck her home. In her twelfth year of life, Denae's parents died in a car crash. It utterly destroyed the Del Monte household. Suddenly, the lives of his sisters and himself were pinned on young Alejandro's shoulders, who was 18 at the time, legally a guardian for Desamaree and Denae. And then Denae had her first change. All this happened in a span of three days.

Obviously, things started to fall apart. Denae's grades started to fall, compromising her perfect GPA. Also, Denae's personality started to change and it changed dramatically. She became bitter, more witdrawn. And when she did talk, it was either the answer to a directly asked question or a snappy remark. Denae hated pity and left the in-crowd at school. She became an outcast. Out of all the Del Monte's, Denae seemed to take the lost the hardest. Denae became her tiger: solitary, grim, and more than a little cynical. It wasn't too much later, on Denae's 13th birthday that Denae's life became much, much more hectic. She shifted once, in a public area, by complete accident. Someone had made her angry, and because of her uncontrolled emotions, she shifted on site in the middle of a grocery store. Denae didn't stop running when she took off. She just ran, and ran, and ran in her tiger form.

She didn't stop running for several days and she ended up two states over from her home in Mississippi. From there, she was taken up into foster care after she was found lying naked in a park bench in small town, Missouri. She had finally shifted back and since her tiger form was so large, it had completely torn all her clothes. Put into the system, Denae was soon put in with a young couple who seemed just fine at first. At first. Linda and Jarren. They seemed kind enough, but after the first week, Denae's whole life turned upside down and was bathed in red. Jarren was really an alcoholic and a wife-beater. And he had no issues about beating a 13 year old who didn't do what he said and exactly when he said it. Denae was heavily abused and was "home-schooled" by Linda, so she never left the house. And she couldn't. But then, that didn't matter, because she could shift. Jarren and Linda wouldn't let her, and Denae was just terrified to. This went on for several weeks until one particular night, Jarren came home from work in an ill mood. He took one look at her in her old cheerleading shorts and tanktop, and just grinned. No one would ever know because Jarren and Linda had the perfect reputation. No one ever really knew what went inside the house. No one. And Denae never even left the house... Jarren beat Denae bloody and raped her. He did so over and over again.

And for several days, he would do this to Denae, and what probably hurt Denae the most was that Linda just let it happen. Her foster mother would just sit there and watch with blank, dead eyes. Denae's mental and physical wounds festered, boiled with heat. Her frustration built until one night, Jarren came home and attempted to corner her, but Denae had had enough. In less time than it took to blink your eye, she had shifted into a massive Siberian tiger longer than a dinner table at 8 feet long and 400 pounds even. Safe to say, Denae defended herself. Jarren never even had a chance. Denae didn't kill him, she slaughtered him. Both he and Linda. She actually ate their flesh before she snapped out of the red haze. By then, Denae was sure she was going crazy and once again found herself running. But this time, she was running in circles. She ended back in the foster system after several convincing lies, but then what child could make such claw marks? They couldn't, that's why Denae was legally blameless. Denae, from the time she'd left home to her second time in the foster system, was on her own for three months. That whole time, her beloved siblings had been heartbroken, looking for her.

Denae was reunited with them after confirmation of their bloodlines, and Denae was safe in the arms of her sister and brother. And for a little while, just a little while, Denae's life was alright. But then, her life started getting hard again. And Denae was given the horrible news that she had to leave the life she had just gotten used to. She had already got up on school and was now ahead of her class again. Alejandro thought it was best if she left to be with her kind, their kind. Denae had just turned sixteen. And on New Year's Day, she packed up her things and left her siblings to finish up at the Shifter's Academy. And that's where she's at now.

...connecting human to animal

Well, Denae is closer to her animal form in personality than looks. That much is obvious. If one thinks of Denae, they'd probably expect a cat, and probably a black jaguar or black leopard, but a tiger? Still, there's so many similarities between Denae and her true form. First of all, tigers appreciate solitude. While they do enjoy the company once and a while, tigers are primarily possessive and extremely isolated creatures. But when they're by themselves, tigers enjoy play such as swimming, hunting, lazing about. However, the tiger is a fiercely hard worker. These fierce felines occupy large tracks of land that belong solely to them. And they are able to keep this range because they're is one aspect about them that deserves respect: they never back down. And why would they? They are in the top five largest land predators on the planet.

Denae is just this way. She delights in being kept to herself, but she can find comfort in being around others if she so wishes. She's very much a cat in the fact that she's highly opinionated and is quite obstinate. Denae, no matter how small she may be, will never back down from a challenge. And once Denae has told someone she's actually one of the largest predators on the planet, the shock goes away because Denae truly acts like a tiger. She's graceful, and more obviously, she's got a temper that can light up like a match dipped in gasoline.

...literacy

May 21, 2010 23:07:13 GMT -4 @chaos said:

denae began to rumble, her tail twitching lazily in the air. she was content. but then there was a rumble that didn't come from her throat but her belly. immediately, her eyes opened and she looked at ivailo. she understood him as though he'd spoken english. her eyes seemed to glow with her delight. suddenly she was standing on the bed, her body breaking into a yawn, her form going into a bow. "i love you too, ivailo. you can feel i do. here. in my heart." that rumble back in her throat, she closed her eyes for a moment as she did a very cat-like gesture of affection and rubbed her large head beside his, the scent glands just under her whiskers released an aroma that now clung to the thick fur on his head. she licked his cheek with a tongue that could clean meet from bones in a single swipe, but she was gentle with it. and that in itself was a rarity. she straightened up, her huge form, just at 10 feet long, turning and gliding through the air to land on the ground beside the bed. denae as a human was graceful enough, more than any human could ever hope to achieve, but as a leopard, denae was the very definition of grace and beauty, her dark rosettes noticeable but only in the light, the fur covering her frame a glossy, thick, blue-black. she looked back at ivailo. "we have some ventures we must engage in, love. i hunger, as i am quite sure you do as well. also, i feel we must confront your pack."

with the authority of a noble queen, denae came to the door and said in her sultry voice (though any humans nearby would only hear a collection of soft hisses), "open." and the door did as was told. with a faint click! the door swung open soundlessly and the queen stepped through, her lean frame rippling with muscle and even through she was rather sore from her sexual expletives, she gave no evidence of it whatsoever. and as soon as she came out her bedroom, she took a single bound, her paws touching surface as light as a feather, and landed on the balcony rail and then suddenly seemed to fall down. however, if one was looking at her "fall", they would realize she didn't fall, she just jumped down some 20 feet and landed lightly on the ground below, only a soft thump giving news of her actions.

and immediately, denae found herself surrounded by leopards that were of different combinations of colors and body structures. some were a few feet shorter than her and some were her size or slightly larger. her changelings. denae sat down elegantly in the center of their circle and wrapped her tail around her paws. her head held high and at a gentle angle, her ears pricked and green eyes bright, a small glow of satisfaction in her gaze. "the sun rises again on this day. it is good to see you well, changelings. and once again, i do apologize for lord dante." the leopards' stony expressions changed to one of warmth as they looked at their maker. she was, in their eyes, a queen. the queen of their small pride of six. by blood bond, they were in fact her slave of sorts. however, they didn't mind. they actually wouldn't have it any other way because she saved their lives. it was the only reason she had changed them in the first place.

the five leopards of assorting colors and heights got up and came towards her, their chorus of rumbling purrs so loud it seemed to shake the house. out of their pride, counting denae herself, there were four females and two males. one male was a harbinger of charm and handsomeness and was all golden, the classic leopard. the other male was the largest of the leopards and he was like denae: a black leopard. however, his melanistic genes didn't provide the beautiful blue-black but a red-black that allowed the rosettes to become more pronounced. fortunately, all the leopards were beautiful, fluid creatures. including he. the two males' slender bodies wounded tightly around denae's smaller one and ian, the black leopard, and chase, the golden leopard, seemed to have a competition for denae's attention. which only made sense. she was the pride's leader and when denae grew frustrated with dante, she had had affairs with the two males.

"now, now children." rich laughter boiled up her throat and the rumbling grew louder as she closed her eyes in contentment. "i am soul chained. no need for competition. it's not as if i do not know for your fondness of hayden." faster than a cobra could strike, she batted chase with a large black paw and regarded him with a gentle look that was directed to a petite but incredibly beautiful dusty-gold female leopard. hayden seemed to suddenly find her paw very interesting, but her purr became instantly louder. chase gave denae a look that plainly stated, "thank you" and then left her to be with hayden with a last gentle swat of his tail.

denae threw her head back and laughing, her whole body almost falling over with the reaction. ian regarded her with a curious gaze that asked, "well, what about me?" denae answered with a grin in her eyes, "and you love daniella! don't you dare lie to me ian!" there was deep-throated laughter that came from him as he replied, "lady denae, you know us all too well." denae snorted but her gaze held amusement. "as well it is my occupation! one that i do well and boast." if she could've raised an eyebrow, she would've. (she has spent YEARS trying to make human expressions, but animals are just not made for them, sadly enough.) ian shook his head laughing and went to the side of a deep golden leopardess. the two reunited with an affectionate nuzzle, and just as denae was about to slip to ivailo's side, the three female leopards suddenly jumped up simultaneously and tackled denae with playful abandon. denae seemed to have seen it coming though because she cheerfully charged right back into them with claws and fangs sheathed. there was a chorus of happy, "lady denae! can we touch him? can we sniff him?! please?! he's so beautiful! i've never seen a wolf with his coat colors before! and he's just so big!" denae could hardly contain the laughter as she nodded to her changelings she thought of as her best friends and something akin to daughters but not quite. "of course! but only if my lover complies as well." she was suddenly in the middle of a barrage of eager and tender licking. hayden made the comment, "you smell like him!", in a voice full of awe.

denae finally managed to break away and the two males, ian and chase, came up with the females and suddenly ivailo found himself in the middle of a pride of very large cats. but it was denae who was at his side trying to comfort him in case he didn't feel delighted at the prospect of meeting her family. "i am their drappa. their only drappa. they cannot have another. my word is their law." and the females gladly agreed with a flamboyant shake of the head. daniella chimed in a light voice, "it's true! we don't mind saying so either. denae saved us." the third, unpaired female of denae's size, a pale-gold female, closed her eyes and rumbled/purred as she leaned against her changeling sisters. "so, they won't hurt you. they won't even touch you or sniff you if you don't want them to." hayden, the tiny (but not-so-tiny) leopardess gave a very cub-like whine, the high-pitch sound heart-breaking. "not even a sniff?! but i wanted to sniff him!" chase bent his head to lick her crown, a rumble in his chest. denae chuckled and licked ivailo's cheek again.

"these are my changelings, ivailo. in the order i changed them, i shall introduce them. ian, hayden, daniella, chase, and anna." she indicated each one by a flick of her tail.

STATUS complete!
WORDS no tellin'.
NOTES i finally got muse! OH! and as you're reading through the descriptions of each leopard, move your mouse over them because i did put links to pictures in there for your entertainment. XD
TAG ivailo! denae! and a bunch of npc's!
CREDIT TILLY OF CAUTION 2.0

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