ardent

Southern Pride(wip)



Esmee

Loner

age
4 Years
gender
Female
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56
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Medium
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Medium
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04-18-2017, 03:11 PM (This post was last modified: 04-18-2017, 03:19 PM by Esmee.)
OC Name: Envy
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Character Name: Beretta
Design number: 6
Personality: Just like the gun she is named after, Beretta is a pistol. She absolutely has to be in order to keep up with her brothers and sisters. Being that she is not only the youngest, but the youngest female, she has a lot to prove. But it is not a good idea to underestimate Beretta. Her personality is very tenacious and resolute. Beretta believes that she can do any and everything; nothing will stand in her way. This female is very resourceful, intelligent, and strong willed. She is not afraid to say what is on her mind and in her heart. This particular aspect of her personality has got her in a little bit of trouble, but nothing that she cannot sweet talk her way out of. Beretta is charismatic, outgoing, and very persuasive. She will bat her eyelashes, sway her hips in just the right way, and play the role of an actress. Sure, this is a little manipulative, but her intentions are never malicious. Similar to the rest of the wolves in her lineage, family and fealty are very important. Beretta will do everything in her power to protect and care for her siblings, and she absolutely adores puppies. She is sugary sweet with a little southern spice as well.  

Appearance: To say the least, Beretta is a smokin’ hot wolf. She more lithe and slender than her brothers in appearance, but is still big, long and leggy at the same time. Her height falls just slightly below Glock’s at 35” tall. Beretta has a honeyed brown coat with lighter accents in various places. The bridge of her nose, eyebrow dots, inner ears are this pale brown. Her tail, undercarriage, and inner legs are also this pale brown shade. When it comes to hygiene, this female’s coat is typically well kempt and clean. There are times when she romps in the mud with her siblings though, and just gets messy on purpose. A little dirt never hurt no one now and again. Both of Beretta’s eyes are indigo in color and her nose is all black.

Role play sample: Beretta had deviated from the rest of the family momentarily just for a little “me” time. And while she enjoyed the company of her bonehead brothers all the time, independent streaks sometimes prevailed upon her too. It was never hard to find three giant males wandering around anyways; she could find her way back to them easily without any effort at all when she was ready. And so the she wolf decided to explore a random territory on her own for the time being.

The brown female padded along alone, just absorbing her surroundings like a sponge. She picked her way through trees, rocks, and whatever else decided to block her path. One of those things just happened to be a snake that randomly appeared from nowhere though. It was pitching a fit too, seeing as Beretta’s paw accidently came down on its tail at an inopportune moment. Although being stepped on by a large wolf is never particularly opportune or ideal per se.

The snake hissed at Beretta, forked tongue flickering at her every so often, and threated to bite her. The female wolf barked loudly in response, her front end bending towards the ground. “I am in no way, shape er form, ‘fraid of yew mista snake,” Beretta said confidently. Her tail waived in the air like banner, thrashing back and forth excitedly. This is what adrenaline was made of. Beretta maybe a lady, but she was a lady of southern decent too. And that meant she was particularly rascally herself, and feeling quite froggy at the time.

Beretta grabbed the slippery serpent in her mouth and shook it for all she was worth. The poor thing did not stand a chance against such tight locked jaws and furious shaking. It was not long before the “battle” between them was over. Beretta smiled triumphantly, dead prize handing limply from her mouth. She would bring it back to show it to her gang of siblings, and they could share it with her if they were hungry. Turning from whence she came, the female wolf padded back home, her hips swishing side to side proudly.  

Plans: I plan on having Beretta tag along with her brothers a lot, but also stir up the pot with other wolves. ;D