Paradise x Tyranis pup! [closed]

OOC Name: Xarae

Design: 7 or 8 (Fraternal twins with Incendio, wanted to give you options)

Character Name: Idalia

Gender: Female

Personality: Much of her early days were spent mimicking her brother. Idalia has always found it difficult to set herself apart from her brother, and it felt so much... easier to simply adopt his mannerisms instead of forging her own unique personality. As pups, onlookers might find it cute to see the smaller, mirror-image of Incendio strutting behind him and parroting his opinions. Time will only tell how long her brother - and other members of her family - might stand it. Everyone has to grow up somehow, and Idalia has certainly got her work cut out for her.

If you dig beneath the veneer of her brother's personality, you may find someone who cares deeply about how she is perceived. So deeply, in fact, that she is horrified to be her authentic self. When she is at her most anxious, it's not uncommon to find her with bald patches on her legs from nervous overgrooming. With all the big personalities in her family, Idalia often feels like an after-thought. With her eager-to-please attitude, her siblings might find her shockingly easy to manipulate. She is ravenous for approval and would do anything to get it - particularly from her family, but this anxiety extends to strangers as well.

As she takes after her dainty mother in build, it's easy to push her around, but she won't tolerate it for long. She will allow herself to be verbally taunted and teased, but has a short fuse for physical altercations. Surprisingly, Idalia is a merciless fighter. She doesn't hold back, even against her siblings, and will no doubt sustain multiple injuries from childhood through adolescence from sparring gone too far. When provoked, she is absolutely ruthless. Those who watch her fight swear that there is something not quite right about her - she shows an utter carelessness for her mortal body and the bodies of others. As she grows, it's likely that she'll pick up her mother's penchant for lying.

Appearance: (Somewhat subject to final design choice)
Idalia is fit and petite, with a large rib-cage, sturdy legs, and large, almost shovel-like paws. She is on the shorter side, but her low center of gravity makes it easy for her to brace herself for attacks and spring into action. Her large paws make her an ideal sprinter and digger, but her lung capacity gives her surprising stamina. When she sets her mind to taking down prey, it's only a matter of time until her target is eliminated. Her coloring mirrors that of her brother's, the same shades of cream, brown, and undertones of fire tempered by natural coloring. She takes the same pride in her appearance - in part because mimicking him has become second-nature, in part because of her mother's teaching. Her posture is usually relaxed and submissive when she is caught alone and off-guard.

RP Sample: Destroy. Rend. Obliterate. Idalia screeched as she hurled herself at her opponent, an eerie sound that would have seemed more at home in the belly of an eldritch god. Her paws met flesh and bone and she gladly bore down, snarling as she locked onto the ruff of the larger female. She raked her claws down as she closed her jaws tighter. Blood rushed into her mouth, hot and heady. It wasn't that she enjoyed the taste, but she was thrilled by the prospect of imminent submission. Submit or die. Submit or die.

The feeling of her enemy's jaws locking around her back leg was a distant pain. Even as she felt her own skin split and her own bones creak, Idalia bit down harder and snarled into the opposition's flesh. A piercing yelp split her skull and brought her back to reality. Her mouth was so filled with blood that it was difficult to breath. She choked on enemy blood and spit out tufts of fur and gristle. "Yield," she snarled, her face contorted with rage. Idalia was nearly unrecognizable - a far cry from the polished citizens of her family. The female rolled and whimpered, exposing her stomach and tucked tail. "I yield, I yield, I yield..." she wailed, entire body quaking with fear. Idalia spit the last dregs of blood in her mouth onto the female's soft, white belly. "Pathetic."

As she began to walk away, she heard the female scramble to her paws. "You disgust me... you're a monster..." Idalia rolled her eyes, which had a glazed, vacant look to them. It seemed as if her soul was somewhere outside of her body. "You started it," she sneered without pausing to look other her shoulder. The female fled through the underbrush, her injured body crashing wildly through the forest. Idalia limped out of the clearing, breathing heavily.