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Isa Marie Rosabelle
{|The Reincarnation of the former Senres|}
{|Has Lived for: 2 years
{|Bares the Genitals of: Female
{|Sexual Orientation of: Heterosexual
{| Adds to the population of: Yukon Wolf
{|Cursed as the Daughter of: Amelia Carril x Graysen Rosabelle
{|Bows to: Cazatella
{|Resides in: Pack of the Intrepidus
{| Ranks in: PIm IX
{|Loyalty Resides in: Glyds,Arlo,Zander
{|Turns her Head for: None
{|Chained to the Corpse of: None
{|Heart Broken by: Antonias
{|Disowned the vows of Antonias
{|Impregnated By: Antonias
{| Bared the Pups of: Antonias
{| Mother to Arlo and Zander
{|Snarls at the Sight of: Reilly,Elise,Antonias
{|Seeks to destroy: Elise,Antonias
{| Speaks in the Voice of:
{|Perfumed by: Earth and Smoke
{|Plays the theme(s) of:
{General Personality Info}
{| Either she likes you or she doesn't
{| Is a bit of a lone wolf
{| Prideful
{| Honest
{| Elegant
{| Cocky (at times)
Weakness: Lack of Sympathy, Brutes with Dark fur and Alluring eyes, Trouble dealing with her true emotions, Wanting to be loved, Food
Strengths: Able to Comfort others, Loves to learn from others, Patriotic, Loving those who give her love
Relationships
Zander & Arlo: " My true loves in this world, the only two that have not killed me."
Antonias: "You should use your time wisely when with your sons, your time with them is limited they are MY sons."
"I pity my sons, being cursed with a father, a father that gave into temptation, was the thrill worth the death of my love for you?"
Elise: "Too bad you can't keep your vulva from dripping, from this perspective it's become public property."
"Keep Antonias, he isn't worth my own time, too bad your children are being raised by a whore."
Glyds: "You're the last of three that has kept my love and trust within you, do not take it for granted" "Even now you're still as handsome."
{| Isa's Backstory |}
The small striped dame was raised by the two canids known as Amelia Carril & Graysen Rosabelle. Also known as the leaders of a strong,barbaric, and sophisticated clan. Both known as the strongest canids in their pack they had the duty of bearing children and to lead the clan of loyal servants. Once the two would enter courtship the small chocolate colored bundle of fur would be known as Isa Marie Rosabelle. Amelia and Graysen were pleased with the result, though with little emotion in their romantic relation, both had no desire to nurture and care for a pup made for service. A pup made to supply, not a pup created from the love of two souls. They set the small striped welp aside to a care giver. A caregiver just as emotionless as the leaders themselves. None of them showed any real emotions, leaving the small pup without love. Once the bundle of fur would grow older she was seen as the future leader, her ears were priced with the precious metal known was gold. With her mind carved into the ways of the clan. Being taught how she was superior to everyone else. She looked down at the inferior beings known as lower class ranks.Though in her heart there was still room to not judge them as much, though she still saw them as beneath her. Her status was determined by her parents and nothing more. The dame was just about the age of 1 year, she would soon have to be the leader of the clan, though something changed in the minds of Amelia & Graysen. Walking over towards their daughter they would address her coldly. "Isa, its time you'd be able to fend for yourself. You're no longer wanted here." They would both say bluntly, turning their backs on their only daughter. Before Isa could utter a word Graysen would look back briefly. Opening his maw the brute would say, "If you don't leave now, you'll be massacred. Be glad we've given you pity." Walking of the two would go to their posts. Isa was shocked, she wasn't sure where to go or what to do. All she knew was her own blood clan, turning her head she would see the members of her clan coming towards her, crouched and in a stalking position. Their canines bared as their eyes shined with the lust of blood. In the same day, Isa would feel an emotion she had never felt before,fear. Without a moments hesitation she ran for her life, never to return to her clan again.
{|Has Lived for: 2 years
{|Bares the Genitals of: Female
{|Sexual Orientation of: Heterosexual
{| Adds to the population of: Yukon Wolf
{|Cursed as the Daughter of: Amelia Carril x Graysen Rosabelle
{|Bows to: Cazatella
{|Resides in: Pack of the Intrepidus
{| Ranks in: PIm IX
{|Loyalty Resides in: Glyds,Arlo,Zander
{|Turns her Head for: None
{|Chained to the Corpse of: None
{|Heart Broken by: Antonias
{|Disowned the vows of Antonias
{|Impregnated By: Antonias
{| Bared the Pups of: Antonias
{| Mother to Arlo and Zander
{|Snarls at the Sight of: Reilly,Elise,Antonias
{|Seeks to destroy: Elise,Antonias
{| Speaks in the Voice of:
{|Perfumed by: Earth and Smoke
{|Plays the theme(s) of:
{General Personality Info}
{| Either she likes you or she doesn't
{| Is a bit of a lone wolf
{| Prideful
{| Honest
{| Elegant
{| Cocky (at times)
Weakness: Lack of Sympathy, Brutes with Dark fur and Alluring eyes, Trouble dealing with her true emotions, Wanting to be loved, Food
Strengths: Able to Comfort others, Loves to learn from others, Patriotic, Loving those who give her love
Relationships
Zander & Arlo: " My true loves in this world, the only two that have not killed me."
Antonias: "You should use your time wisely when with your sons, your time with them is limited they are MY sons."
"I pity my sons, being cursed with a father, a father that gave into temptation, was the thrill worth the death of my love for you?"
Elise: "Too bad you can't keep your vulva from dripping, from this perspective it's become public property."
"Keep Antonias, he isn't worth my own time, too bad your children are being raised by a whore."
Glyds: "You're the last of three that has kept my love and trust within you, do not take it for granted" "Even now you're still as handsome."
{| Isa's Backstory |}
The small striped dame was raised by the two canids known as Amelia Carril & Graysen Rosabelle. Also known as the leaders of a strong,barbaric, and sophisticated clan. Both known as the strongest canids in their pack they had the duty of bearing children and to lead the clan of loyal servants. Once the two would enter courtship the small chocolate colored bundle of fur would be known as Isa Marie Rosabelle. Amelia and Graysen were pleased with the result, though with little emotion in their romantic relation, both had no desire to nurture and care for a pup made for service. A pup made to supply, not a pup created from the love of two souls. They set the small striped welp aside to a care giver. A caregiver just as emotionless as the leaders themselves. None of them showed any real emotions, leaving the small pup without love. Once the bundle of fur would grow older she was seen as the future leader, her ears were priced with the precious metal known was gold. With her mind carved into the ways of the clan. Being taught how she was superior to everyone else. She looked down at the inferior beings known as lower class ranks.Though in her heart there was still room to not judge them as much, though she still saw them as beneath her. Her status was determined by her parents and nothing more. The dame was just about the age of 1 year, she would soon have to be the leader of the clan, though something changed in the minds of Amelia & Graysen. Walking over towards their daughter they would address her coldly. "Isa, its time you'd be able to fend for yourself. You're no longer wanted here." They would both say bluntly, turning their backs on their only daughter. Before Isa could utter a word Graysen would look back briefly. Opening his maw the brute would say, "If you don't leave now, you'll be massacred. Be glad we've given you pity." Walking of the two would go to their posts. Isa was shocked, she wasn't sure where to go or what to do. All she knew was her own blood clan, turning her head she would see the members of her clan coming towards her, crouched and in a stalking position. Their canines bared as their eyes shined with the lust of blood. In the same day, Isa would feel an emotion she had never felt before,fear. Without a moments hesitation she ran for her life, never to return to her clan again.
