Medusa Halloween Mystery Pups!

Character's Name: Morticia Mortem
Gender: Female
Adult Height: 42"
Size: Light
Build: Medium
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Appearance:

Morticia stands with the “giants” of Boreas and Auster, being a tall creature at forty-two inches in height. A glance at her tells you that she bears a light frame but upon closer inspection, a wolf can find lean muscle. Morticia is slender, bearing soft, feminine features. This is most noticed in her small tea-cup-like paws. She is a creature that is more speed prone and if Morticia has her way, she will avoid injury by dancing around her opponents. Her flesh and claws are both black in color and her eyes are red with a lavender ring around the pupil. Finally, Morticia has a thick, fluffy tail.

The femme’s base color is a deep, inky black. White runs from her throat, down her chest, and onto her belly. That is where the natural colors on Morticia come to an end. The rest of Morticia’s markings are a bright, rainbow gradient that, depending on the individual mark, goes different ways. While her markings are “loud” they are tasteful and shaped in skeletal-like markings similar to her mother’s own. Morticia wears her colors with pride and takes care to make sure they are rarely obstructed by things like mud or gore. Can’t show off who you are if others can’t see you, right?

Personality:

The first thing others noticed about Morticia is her energy; it's almost like she is an ADHD femme who just did all the drugs. Not to mention she is naturally loud, almost like she is constantly shouting at you. Then, if that wasn’t enough, she inherits Medusa’s illeism as an odd way of speaking. So not only is she hyper but it is very hard for her to focus on a single creature for long unless they’re really interesting. What interested this strange nugget you ask? Bugs and bones. Morticia is fascinated with the creepy crawly world and things others might be uncomfortable about. It is her belief that if someone she cares about passes away she should keep them around so she can keep some of their bones. Kind of a way of keeping them with her. She doesn’t process loss well and believes by keeping bits of those she likes she will keep them with her always. Yeah, she’s a bit of a morbid wolf.

Morticia is someone who will try anything once and is a bit of a daredevil. Experiments are her main source of fun and what better thing to experiment on than the bugs she likes to collect? She has minimal self preservation and as such acts first and thinks of the consequences later. Generally, Morticia does better in a one-on-one setting with other creatures - crowds make her a bit uneasy. This is because Morticia is socially awkward and self-conscious about what others think of her. She doesn’t understand that her family’s way of thinking could be seen as weird or uncomfortable by others. She puts up a brave face in front of others, speaking bluntly and straightforwardly, though she will revisit the situation when she is alone.

Morticia is selfish overall. If there is something she wants and someone else wants she struggles with the idea of compromise or sharing. She can be a grudge-holder for even the most petty of things. While Morticia is freedom-loving and doesn’t like to be held down she will follow rules to an extent. That said, if these rules at any point compromise her freedoms Morticia has very little problem breaking them and going “oops” later. Morticia can also be defiant if she doesn’t agree with something, and isn’t afraid to stand up for what she wants.

Planned Skills: Hunting, Intellect
Mutations: N/A
Possible Plots/Plans/Ideas:
-Inherits Medusa's illeism as a way of speaking.
-Bug and bone collector.

RP Sample:

Cool, wet grass was squished under paw as Morticia explored some land in the west. Thanks to the rain the autumn-touched land had retained some of its greenery and some types of bugs were even more common now - not that the girl knew that currently. All she knew were the locusts and dragonflies seemed like they were everywhere. She liked seeing how the dragonflies in particular darted around. They were fast and some of them were really, really hard to catch! In fact, Morticia was on the trail of one now but every time she got closed it seemed to fly off.

“Wait!” The pup cried. “Morticia can’t keep up with dragonfly! Dragonfly must wait!” Not that the little bug understood her, of course. She pouted, breaking into a run, which only seemed to alert the bug to her presence as it tried to distance itself from her. With each thudding pawstep, the wet grass squealshed under her paws. “Don’t go! Wait, wait!” She pleaded. Her ears flicked back as she saw it get further and further away. Drat! No good, she wasn’t going to catch that one either! Morticia came to a halt with a frown on her face.

“No fair, dragonfly is faster than Morticia… Morticia can’t keep up with dragonfly!” She was pouting. She should have been able to catch it! “If only Morticia had wings… then Morticia could fly too!” With her quarry lost she looked around. Uh oh, which way was home? She hadn’t exactly been paying attention to where she was going when she wandered away from her mother and siblings. She didn’t seem worried though. Curious, but unafraid. “Hmm..” She furrowed her brow.

“Now where should Morticia go…” She murmured.