OLYMPUS REBOOT

NAME: Narcissa Olympus

APPEARANCE: {I used design #3 from We Are Titans thread}

Quite a contrast to the dark colors of her family, or her side of the family, Narcissa is possibly the smallest of all of Remus' children. At only 36 inches, and 136 pounds, being quite tall, yet slender. Muscles ripple beneath her slender frame, and it is obvious that she is no weak wolf. She keeps her head raised high. Her face is always full of expression, and she can never hide anything from her family at all. Her head is quite large, but it makes sense that she is so large. She is a large wolf, after all, and it only makes sense. Narcissa carries herself like a goddess, which she knows she is. If she snarls, her fangs are large and ivory in color. Her claws are ebony in color, tinged with a stripe of cream. Her eyes flash like mercury.

Narcissa's base coat is a mix of brown and russet, tinged with lighter and darker colors. One ear, her left ear, is coated in the lighter colors. The tip of her snout is also coated in the light colors. It starts at the scruff of her neck, where it is broken off, and then speckles it again. The color coats all four paws, and the base of her tail. Darker fur coats her right ear slightly, and it looks as if it has been burned. A few large speckles of that color coats around her eye. It speckles her body, the light and dark colors clashing beautifully. It speckles her front legs, making her seem more beautiful than ever.

The goddess's eyes are silver, shining like mercury against her fiery colored fur. She is beautiful, from top to bottom.


PERSONALITY:

Narcissa is cold and heartless, caring nothing for those good Olympus wolves, and hardly even her family. She only really cares for Hades, and has a slight crush, if you can even call it that, on him. She only uses it whenever she wants something from him, like for him to hunt deer or prey for her. She tries to hunt them herself, but has found out by now that the deer will be afraid of her because of her cheetah markings, and run away faster. She is one of the few wolves that sees her father's kind side, and she dislikes it, in a way, thinking that her father should show no kindness.

Narcissa demands to be put on a throne, rather than the good Olympus wolves, and will kill them all if she has to, to become a queen herself. Like Chryseis, the girl is skilled in the art of poison, and killing from behind, and is not the type to just leave a body behind, instead presenting the poisoned prey as a gift. The wolf dislikes the fact that her father always tries to defend her, and can be quite aggressiveness when she refuses to be defended.

RP SAMPLE:

Silver eyes opened in the darkness of her cave as her father walked in, his strange eyes seeming to glow, but Narcissa was not impressed. She pulled herself to her light paws, and glared at her father, before speaking, her voice cold. "Are you coming to make sure I'm alright again, father?" Remus paused, at a loss for words at that, and Narcissa told his hesitation for a chance to continue. "I'm not a child anymore, you don't need to watch every move I make. I can get hurt without dying. I will get hurt, at some point. You need to understand that." Remus stared at her, then whipped around and dashed out of the den. Narcissa closed her mismatched eyes and let out a low sigh, her brown and russet body lowering to the cave floor again.

Suddenly, a strange woman was peering into the den, and the dark spotted girl opened her jaws quickly. It was one of those good Olympus wolves, but Narcissa didn't know which one. She jumped to her paws, and let out a loud bark, unlike any other she had ever made. She lunged at the wolf, her jaws opening wide as she aimed to bite into the woman's throat. A screech went through the air, and blood splattered Narcissa's fur. Long fangs pierced the woman's throat, and she went limp after a few moments of struggling. Narcissa dropped the body of the wolf, only then noting the blood dripping from her eyes. What was going on? Why was this happening? Narcissa panicked, racing back into the den.