Post by ❦Mufasa❦ on Nov 20, 2010 17:07:03 GMT -5
Deirdre !
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Nickname: Dee, Dre
Gender: Female
Age: 3 years old
Mate: None
Offspring: None
Sire: Daemon
Dame: Kaie
Species: British Columbian Wolf
Eye Color: Icy blue
Coat Color: A mottled mixture of black and brown.
Markings: She is pretty scarred up, but the most noticeable is The strange mottled scar on her lower chest, and she hopes to soon have the brand of the Order.
Weight: 100-115 pounds
Feeling out of place, feeling strange
Appearance Description:She is a wolf of your average female size, 1001-115 pounds on average. Her fur is a combination of mottled browns and blacks, with the occasional patch of grey in it. Blue eyes stick out from her face, and her jaw is sculpted. She has a certain eerie beauty about her, one that might cause some to run away, it is a sort of cruel look that is often plastered upon her face. Her ears are pointed and give her face a regal look and her shoulders are broad and muscular, powerful for running.
Take me to a place where they know my name
Personality:If given the chance to sum her up in three words, they would be sadistic, cruel and slightly insane. It is rare that you would find her in the company of others, because she was so greatly disliked and has since then gotten used to solitude and finds she rather likes it. Though deep inside somewhere, she suspects that she longs for company of another of her kind once more. She hates it when she is wrong, and will leap headfirst into a fight, sometimes without thinking if you anger her enough over a certain subject that she holds a very strong opinion about. Such as, whether or not Lucifer's is better than the Order. Talk about that and you will probably get cuffed about the head rather hard.
Weaknesses
Strengths:
History:
Born and raised in a full pack, her father the alpha and her mother the Alphess, she has two brothers and one sister that she has not seen in years. She suspects that their deaths have long since come. She was always the strong one of the litter, they did not enjoy what they were trained to become, and so it was to be the early demise of them. Her mother was cruel, she often would berate them for making the smallest of sounds in the nursery, early on teaching them the finesse of silence and how useful it could be.
Soon, their 'training' escalated. It went from learning how to stay quiet in the worst of situations, to hunting, then to fighting. The fighting training that they had to go through was brutal, it left them all scarred, both mentally and physically, and many pups would die because of the harsh injuries that they sustained. At first, her little self was horrified by what she saw, but soon, it was no different than everyday life for her. Fighting became harsh methods of...extracting information, torture, almost. And that was probably the hardest thing for her to cope with. Slow and painful deaths were something that horrified her, that she would never want to have to dole out, but soon her mind blocked that out too.
As the two years that she spent in her home wore on, she began to grow tired of her low rank, and so she challenged others. She challenged, and she usually won. She had long since gone from the sweet and horrified pup to a grown and deadly adult female. She slowly but surely increased her rank until she was up within the heiress position, and then a fateful day came and she walked out. A huge argument broke out between her and her father, he told her that she had to obey or risk losing her rank. And neither of which did she want to do so told him that she would never lose her dignity, and that he could not take her rank. So she threw it away. She walked out right in front of him, a mistake that she would regret, it left her that scar on her chest.
But the past is the past, and she does not draw upon it unless it is to use her training and skills.
Cause I ain’t met nobody that looks the same
Desired Pack: The Order
Picture URL: dazzledbytwilight.com/wp-content/uploads/wpsc/product_images/black%20wolf.jpg
Number of Characters?: Four...? Yeah, four.
Bio Password: We Love Serena!
How did you find us?: I dunno, how DID I find you? ooooo
Credits
Bio Template credited to Lunar Oasis
Character idea and writing credited to respective creator
Lyrics written by Will.I.Am – Traveling Song
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