ardent

Too Little Too Late



Mercy I

Loner

age
5 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Medium
build
Heavy
posts
452
player
Evelyn

Famous
10-29-2014, 11:49 PM




She was starting to worry that she had wandered into a land that housed no one at all, and that she would be forever alone in this large world. But it seems that there had been different plans laid out for her though, as a sweet voice called out to her. Mercy's large head spun around to catch sight of the creature, her bottom jaw popping open when she saw the brilliant colours on the stranger. Purple eyes grew wide as she watched her with fascination, her head following her movements as she sat down in front of her. She was a tiny woman, but she could tell that she was older than her. The young girl could hardly speak as she raised herself up to a seated position of sorts, bringing her a bit closer to Mercy. The girl found her own seat, eyes still taking in the very pretty wolf in front of her. "You're very beautiful, Miss." She said softly, her voice filled with the awe that she was displaying. She had never seen anyone that had looked like her before! She remembered when she was very little that the pack that her mom and dad were in were led by a purple and red wolf, but her memory of it was a bit hazy. She had been so young, and never really saw much of them after that. But this one was very pretty, and her tail was huge! It was thick, but not as long as Mercy's was. Well, perhaps just about the same, and this stranger was so much smaller than her!

Finally able to someone rest her purple gaze, she just kept staring at the green lady. She knew it was quite rude but -- woah! It was so hard not to look! Clearing her throat, she managed to pull her gaze away for a moment and blink a few times, as if waking up from a trance. "I'm Mercy." She said sheepishly, leaving her last name out of it. She didn't want to really be tied to her parents right now, plus what if she tried to take her back! She didn't want that. Huffing out a small sigh, she made it easier for the lady and fell to her belly, the cold stone seeping into her thick white coat. Large head came down to rest upon her massive paws, offering the stranger a small smile. She had to admit that she was a bit afraid that this woman would take her back home, but maybe if she played nice she would let her stay with her.



Mercy likes to swear and bite, and she can be unpredictable. She's not always nice, and is quick to jump into a fight. Thread at your own risk.
Mercy has a visible scar from her shoulders down to the middle of her back, in a v like shape. Not all of her art shows this.