Post by Lady Shad on Mar 26, 2011 22:28:26 GMT -5
Name: Wisteria
Age: 3 years
Gender: female
Breed: Maned wolf
Tribe: Island
Rank: Member, or hunter
Eye color: left eye gold, right green
Pelt color: Red
Markings: left side of her body, the fur is snow white
Height: 3 foot
Weight: 45 lbs
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Likes:
Butterflies
Battles
Flowers
Bloodshed
Pretty things
blue skies
optimism
pessimism
Dislikes:
spiders
heat
moodiness
boredness
hatefulness
strangers
Full Personality:
Wisteria is a strnage wolf, to say the least. Accually, she has a split personality so porominent, It accually seems like two different wolves. She constantly refers to herself as 'we', and 'us' and 'our', inferring that she accually believes she is two different wolves in the same body, which she does. These two personalities are as different as day and night, but when the rare occasion arises, they work together flawlessly.
Normal Personality:
Wisteria is an immature character, often acting like a puppy for no reason at all. She tries to help others, but often gets in the way of whatever they are doing, which gets her in trouble. She doesn't understand that her help is less helpful than troublesome, so when another so much as yells at her, she gets deeply hurt, sometimes depressed. When she likes you, though, she won't hesitate to let you know by hangging around you all the time, literally. Which, with her bubbly, gabby, optisistic personality, can get rather annoying. She has no qualms about displaying her affections on others, wheather she knows them or not. Even a total stranger, she'll treat them like her lifelong friend. She also has this thing about always using honorifics.
Split Side:
With her other Side, Wisteria could not be more different. Incredibly mature, She takes nothing as a joke, the world is a deadly serious matter to her. She also loves Blood-spilling and warfare, finding joy in the most torturous killing. She's even somewhat of a cannibal, if she could get it. She has a rather strong vocabulary and she's not afraid to use it, either. She has no respect for others, higher-ranking or not.
Birth Day: July 4th
Birth tribe: Tribe of Tundra
Family: Deceased
History:
Wisteria was born into the Tribe of Tundra, the only living pup in her littler. The other was a stillborn. The rest of the Tribe was discusted at her birth, as her family had a history of a split personality for every littler with a stillborn pup. They where supersticious, and believed the dead pup was evil, and cursed the good pup because it lived. So, Wisteria spent her days on the outskirts of the pack, an unwanted outcast.
It became unbareable for her, for both sides. The puppy-like part of her couldn't cope with being abandoned. The darker side of her couldn't stand being detached from safety. So, she uped and left. She wandered around for a time, though the life of a loner wasn't for Wisteria. She was too innocent, and too dangerous. She'd make enemies unkowingly, just to leap lovingly into their clutches a few hours later. So now all she needs to do is find a Tribe to stay in, and she's set her sights on the tribe of Island.
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