Little Tots

Name: Isicera "Isis"

Personality: Isis is a shy child around those she doesn't know. Curiosity will get the better of her though and with an open heart she'll accept any wolf that seems to have good intentions. As she ages she'll become rather good at sensing another's character and is weary of those she senses evil from. She's true to the heart and a loyal companion. She sways from a leader to a follower depending on the situation. Not an evil bone resides in her body. She truly only wishes good will towards other. She's the kind of wold to take a bullet for another if it means they'll be okay, no how matter how much pain it puts her through. She'll never lie to you. She'll be brutally honest, even blunt at times, and would much rather hurt you with the truth than soothe things over with a lie. She's a happy-go-lucky creature without a care to the world and truly enjoys the company of others. He greatest fear is to be alone. Overall she's adores both her parents, and out of her siblings she absolutely idolizes her brother.

Role Play Sample:

The young girl tumbled outside her den in a flurry of paws and fur. She was still young and tripped over her paws quite often. She was a whirlwind of excitement and was nothing but a little ball of energy waiting to be released, but what to take it all out on? Silver eyes wandered the area around her until she spied a leaf blowing in the wind. Her tail wagged furiously as she crouched, stalking forward eagerly before taking a wild leap and pinning it with her paws.

"Gotcha!" She exclaimed happily before grabbing it with her teeth and rolling over, paws in the air.

The next thing she knew she felt paws ram playfully into her stomach and her breath left her. She squirmed trying to get free as her sister began bathing her in kisses.

"Stop! Stop!" She squealed in between her incessant giggling.

Finally worming her way free she leaped to her feet and tugged on Mist's ear before eyeing her brother. If her tail could have gone faster it would have. She raced over to him, slowing about two feet away as she stomped the ground with her front paws. Her front end bowed to the ground as she invited him to play. Giggling once more she tagged him gently with her nose before running off attempting to get him to play a game of tag.

The girl's attention was diverted as their father came from the den calling them all back to it for dinner. She whipped around suddenly almost bowling Mist over, who'd been following, and then raced them back to the den.

"Daddy!" She exclaimed gleefully as she jumped up and down attempting to lick his chin. Then she was off again racing into the den to greet her mother and eat with the rest of her family.