Post by Deleted on Apr 3, 2015 22:23:26 GMT
ｉｎｔｒｏｄｕｃｔｉｏｎ ☪
Born with the name Elizabeth Jacelyn Valinxz
Acquired aliases are Eliza, Liz, Lizzy, Beth
Adds to the female population
Endured 9 months of life
Covered in Vanilla and Whiskey
Hispanic heritage
Hispanic heritage
ｇｅｎｅｔｉｃｓ ☪
Holds the Canis lupus baileyi {Mexican Wolf} & the Canis dirus {Dire Wolf} bloodlines
No known effeminate to call Mother
No known brujo to call Father
Sister too Caitlyn {d}, Daniel {m / d}
Fostered by no pair
Adopted sibling to no canines
ａｌｌｅｇｉａｎｃｅ ☪
Proudly fights with Intrepidus
Submissively bows to Lady Cazatella
Ranked as an apprentice {III}
Aspires to be a Sleuth or Warrior
Mentored by several
ｉｎｆａｔｕａｔｉｏｎｓ ☪
Demi-heterosexual orientation
Persistently bothers no tolerable brujo
Silently wishes for the attention of no masculine
Courted with no brujo
Heart broken by no canine
Expecting?
[] Yes.
[x] No.
Has had zero litters
Mothered no orphan brats
ｄｉｓｆｉｇｕｒｅｍｅｎｔｓ ☪
'V' shaped cut on her right ear
Scarring from her temple across her face, stopping at her lower jaw.
Suffers from Insomnia and Obsessive Compulsive Disorder {OCD}
Fears thunderstorms / the sound of thunder
ｓｐａｒｓ
Involved in [0] spars while in the pack
Won [0] spars
Tied with [0] foes
Lost to [0] canines
ｃｌｏｓｅｒ ｌｏｏｋ. . . ☪
The sun had just peaked itself over the horizon when the shrieking and wails began. The tiny alabaster female lifted her head, which seconds before was tucked against her mother and two other siblings, to see the mass of bodies running past the entrance of the den, all of them seemed oblivious to the mother and three whelps. She hadn't noticed anything was wrong until the sound of a crazed snarl ripped passed her ears-- her eyes widened drastically to the site of a towering brute, sauntering into the den, and then the flinging of her mother, shoving herself in front of the three puppies. For a few terrifying moments she just watched with her brother and sister at the mass of writhing canines, but it didn't last long and the victor reached out abruptly, snapping at the puppies torso's and throats; Elizabeth could feel the canids teeth rake across her face. A shrill cry ripped itself out of the alabaster form at the site of the pain and pooling blood, painting the intruders paws, and her care-takers body. She bolted from the pile of bodies, followed by her brother, whom grabbed her by the scruff and wiggled out of the den's exterior, "Cait, you forgot Cait!" she cried, struggling to drop from his grip as she turned to try and see if the similar figure was trailing, but had no such luck. "She'th Deadth Elishabeff." the older canine responded muffly, "Huffsh."
It took quite a while for the pup to accept the fact that her family was brutally attacked by the band of dogs, leaving only herself and her brother Daniel, who'd fled with her. But two months later with a chilled personality, and scarred figure she'd gotten used to that fact. She doesn't remember much of it now of course, she only knows of Daniel and the hazy details of her sister. Ever since the attack, she's been deathly afraid of thunder, and any noises similar too it, as they remind her of the pounding of fleeing paws, desperate for escape.
ｐｅｒｓｏｎａ ☪
Loyal ❋ Stubborn ❋ Patient ❋ Wary ❋ Bossy / Demanding
Holds the Canis lupus baileyi {Mexican Wolf} & the Canis dirus {Dire Wolf} bloodlines
No known effeminate to call Mother
No known brujo to call Father
Sister too Caitlyn {d}, Daniel {m / d}
Fostered by no pair
Adopted sibling to no canines
ａｌｌｅｇｉａｎｃｅ ☪
Proudly fights with Intrepidus
Submissively bows to Lady Cazatella
Ranked as an apprentice {III}
Aspires to be a Sleuth or Warrior
Mentored by several
ｉｎｆａｔｕａｔｉｏｎｓ ☪
Demi-heterosexual orientation
Persistently bothers no tolerable brujo
Silently wishes for the attention of no masculine
Courted with no brujo
Heart broken by no canine
Expecting?
[] Yes.
[x] No.
Has had zero litters
Mothered no orphan brats
ｄｉｓｆｉｇｕｒｅｍｅｎｔｓ ☪
'V' shaped cut on her right ear
Scarring from her temple across her face, stopping at her lower jaw.
Suffers from Insomnia and Obsessive Compulsive Disorder {OCD}
Fears thunderstorms / the sound of thunder
ｓｐａｒｓ
Involved in [0] spars while in the pack
Won [0] spars
Tied with [0] foes
Lost to [0] canines
ｃｌｏｓｅｒ ｌｏｏｋ. . . ☪
The sun had just peaked itself over the horizon when the shrieking and wails began. The tiny alabaster female lifted her head, which seconds before was tucked against her mother and two other siblings, to see the mass of bodies running past the entrance of the den, all of them seemed oblivious to the mother and three whelps. She hadn't noticed anything was wrong until the sound of a crazed snarl ripped passed her ears-- her eyes widened drastically to the site of a towering brute, sauntering into the den, and then the flinging of her mother, shoving herself in front of the three puppies. For a few terrifying moments she just watched with her brother and sister at the mass of writhing canines, but it didn't last long and the victor reached out abruptly, snapping at the puppies torso's and throats; Elizabeth could feel the canids teeth rake across her face. A shrill cry ripped itself out of the alabaster form at the site of the pain and pooling blood, painting the intruders paws, and her care-takers body. She bolted from the pile of bodies, followed by her brother, whom grabbed her by the scruff and wiggled out of the den's exterior, "Cait, you forgot Cait!" she cried, struggling to drop from his grip as she turned to try and see if the similar figure was trailing, but had no such luck. "She'th Deadth Elishabeff." the older canine responded muffly, "Huffsh."
It took quite a while for the pup to accept the fact that her family was brutally attacked by the band of dogs, leaving only herself and her brother Daniel, who'd fled with her. But two months later with a chilled personality, and scarred figure she'd gotten used to that fact. She doesn't remember much of it now of course, she only knows of Daniel and the hazy details of her sister. Ever since the attack, she's been deathly afraid of thunder, and any noises similar too it, as they remind her of the pounding of fleeing paws, desperate for escape.
ｐｅｒｓｏｎａ ☪
Loyal ❋ Stubborn ❋ Patient ❋ Wary ❋ Bossy / Demanding
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