Post by « J I S A » on Mar 25, 2011 18:09:38 GMT -5
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Name: Isis
Age: 5
Gender: Female
Breed: Unknown
Tribe: Tribe of Mountain
Rank: Warrior
Eye color: Brown
Pelt color: Varying shades of Grey
Markings: None
Height: 35in
Weight: 65lbs
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Likes: Being Alone, Hunting, The Mountains, Harsh Weather, Running.
Dislikes: Crowds, Arrogant Wolves, Trespassers.
Full Personality: Isis is a rough wolf. She's grown tough over the years due to her hard life. Rarely does she sit back to have fun and relax because she finds it a waste of time. Isis can be a bit of a grump, especially when she's being crowded. She can't stand the hype of young wolves, or the arrogance of young males that can't prove themselves. Isis often finds herself sticking to the plan and hunting, this girl won't show when she's hurt. During her life, she's had more than enough time to learn how to go through the pain silently. There's no point whining about things that can't be changed. Isis is very direct and practical. Some may see her as a pessimist but she sees things as they are and says it how it is. The truth may not be something to like, but Isis knows it's not something to hide. She's not talkative, at all and she can be a little harsh with her tongue at times but really she's just misunderstood. For the time being, this cunning female is just going with life, until there's something worthwhile to change for.
Birth Day: February 12th
Birth tribe: None
Family: None
History: Isis was born as an only surviving pup. She was one out of two, and her sister died as the runt, too weak to even live through a week. Isis's mother was a young wolf, a wolf too submissive and worrisome to even take care of herself properly. Isis grew up feeling bitter towards her mother, as the fae was so scatter-brained that she often forgot about her pup and left her behind. Isis's father had been a loner and had gotten her mother pregnant against the Alpha's will. Isis's mother was kicked out. It wasn't far after Isis had turned one that her mother turned her out and left. Isis has been taking care of herself ever since. She grew tough, traveling during the night to avoid any predators. Isis covered many hundreds of miles in her short years. Stray males looking for mates often tried to seduce the plain wolf, but she would have none of it. Isis grew defensive, she didn't want any sort of company. It wasn't until the overgrown female reached the land of the Tribe of the Mountain that she decided to settle for a while. Life in the mountains seemed like a good idea, there were so many places to be alone while still under protection of the borders.
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