Kaine Abraxas X Jewell (Adravendi) Click names to see profiles. Jewell is having babies! The father of these is going to be Kaine one of the many Abraxas boys on site. Which you can check out that awesome family here. These children will be rape babies and as such will have no idea who Kaine is to them as Jewell will neither tell him nor them about this. Jewell is the adopted child of Faite and resides in Lirim under her adoptive brother/crush, Rory. She can have up to five pups in this litter and im open for that many if i like the apps enough. I am going to reserve the rights to refuse any apps and take back pups if you fall inactive. This is my baby and I will not just give away her babies to those I feel will not play them. Jewell is a very lighthearted character, and her children should have personalities that range from lawful good to true neutral, with none of them retaining too much dark traits without proper in character development. Jewell is a full 24" and 105 lbs. Her colors can be passed on to any of her children and the patterns can change. She does not have spotting in her lineage only striping which is shown on her forelegs. Her skin is purple and its an inherited trait so is able to be passed on but only purple please. Her primary language is french and she will be teaching her kids this first but also will teach them as much English as she can as her family speaks primarily English. Kaine is a darker boy that will have very little to do with these kids upbringing. While they do have a darker personality i do not expect to see any of this pop up in her kids. Kaine stands at a full 41" and weighs in at 180 lbs. His family rages in colors and patterns so it is feesable to have bridling or albinism pop up in the kids as their siblings have this. Their family retains more natural colors and patterns though so keep this in mind. flecks can be seen in their cousin Skia and potentially others so this is also a possibility. Keep in mind that they will not know about these kids unless they take over Lirim and find them after they are born. The Discounts: 25% off height up to 41" (from Kaine) 25% off Full abnormal color, purple skin only please(from Jewell) 25% off other species markings, stripes (from Jewell)informed this will not apply 25% off each of the 5 abnormal colored markings (from Jewell) The form: Code: <b>Oc Name:</b> <b>Name:</b> <b>Gender:</b> male or female only please <b>Design:</b> <b>Appearance:</b> 150+ words <b>Personality:</b> 200+ words <b>Plans:</b> <b>RP Sample:</b> 150+ words <b>Can you buy the passes?</b>

I will add in designs later but feel free to make your own.

Oc Name: spec
Name: Toulouse Emil Adravendi (To those closest to him; Tea)
Gender: Male
Design: Toulouse *
Appearance: 41 inches tall. 190 lbs. on healthiest days. For starters, a paintbrush is the tool of many artists to create masterpieces. Young Toulouse is no exception to that thought process, I mean extrapolating the visuals from the mother and father, it is not so much of a surprise that he is as alluring as he is. From head to toe, his base coat is a tan-cream. There's very little of this color showing, but what is showing does break up the brilliance of the rest of him. Like mother like son, he's got an array of colors; brick red, deep blue, sunset orange. The two dominating colors that stretch the expanse of his pelt is the brick red and the sunset orange. Both colors volley for the majority, stretching and receding, reaching and lingering. The dips formatted along his back, neck, stomach, and tail seem to stretch out like sun-rays, being the light of the life he lives. Of course that's for another time to express, there is a darkness to him, and it's the deep blue. From his paws to above his ankle, and an angled stripe lace around his brick-red legs. There is no blue on his face or neck, but the dip below his neck toward his shoulder blades starts reaching out in breaks from the middle of his shoulders down to the tip of his tail. In my mind, he's essentially the hot-rod of wolves, but that's for you to decide. Unlike his parents, Toulouse has bright sunshine-yellow eyes. It's as if his brightness radiates from the core of his own soul, and bursts forth for all to see. As a pup, this wolf is large and all limbs. When he grows up, Toulouse will be massive. At his tallest, full grown, he will be fourty-one inches tall, and at his optimum health he'll be roughly one-hundred ninety pounds. He will be lethally deadly, and laced with muscles, but it's not all about the looks. He's got a heart of gold. His colors leave it to the imagination, but perhaps his personality will sell you on this smooth ride.

Personality: - Note to all who are reading this: these are loose theories of how I predict Toulouse will act and be as he grows.

Hot-rod/hot-shot. As a pup, the boy will be a bit of a terror. Not because he is evil, oh no, because he is fearless. Fearless mainly because he's curious beyond recognition. There is no veil that covers the boys eyes, he is increasingly interested in everything that happens in his life and around him. His desire to know, his thirst to conquer life, to live to the fullest usually gets him into some trouble. Like a knight, he's ready to charge into any battle, almost completely unarmed if need be. He's the kind of wolf that'd jump into the water just to see how deep it could go, without much fear of sharp rocks at the bottom. He's quite the headstrong boy, but in a show-off/showboating way. He's rather enigmatic, and charming... to an extent.

Ego for DAYS. Toulouse has a confidence and self-recognition that far outreaches all others. He definitely thinks he's the bees knees, hot stuff, big man on campus, the most awesome thing ever. As an adult, he'll be quite the flirt, charming charisma, witty comebacks, he's got the whole package. Toulouse will be a bit conceited, who isn't? Eye-catching is a quality that has lead to this air about the boy, but he uses it more to his advantage than sometimes socially acceptable. Others may or may not be annoyed by his outbursts, but he rarely cares. A roll of the shoulders, and onto the next conquest, he's not a really picky man. There is a devilish air about his innocent ways, but in the end he's mainly a goofball.

Humorous. As stated earlier, Toulouse is a rather goofy individual. As a pup, his limbs were a constant source of laughter, his clumsy nature labeling him as a klutz and giving others a soft almost adoring chuckle. That was just the start, the gleam in his eyes, from that little inclination brought out the center of his personality; humor. From that first tumble he was hooked almost like an addict to others' amusement. Jokes, dances, singing in his god awful singing voice. Granted, the boy is talented, a rather harmonious baritone, but he's not used to singing in those fine timbers for just anyone. Any other time in life, where he finds the moment opportune, he tries to chortle to others in as many odd and far reaching voices he can touch. For him, it's the conversation starter, that or his fur, but let's be honest, he knows he's hot, but looks ain't everything.

Gentle Giant. Mostly unlike his brutish appearance, Toulouse is assumed to be a beast, a fighter, a brute. Of course that much is true, boys will be boys - to an extent. He's quite large, definitely a viable candidate for a soldier, a border patrol, a protector of sorts, but he is not exactly vicious. He's a flower-power kid, and definitely interested in plants and small animals (especially puppies.) Though his size makes him a formidable opponent, and probably the first path he'll choose in training, he is also determined to be kind, soft, and gentle to all around him. He's a lamb in wolfs' clothing, personified as a brutal force killer. He's very interested in pretty and soft things, being almost drawn toward taking time to "smell the roses," as some would say. He'd be a wonderful father some day, of course he acts like a child himself sometimes. He's not too interested in being the smartest man around, but he is rather determined to be a shield to those in need.

Protector. Due to his size and possible outlets, Toulouse is nothing without his duty. Even though he may or may not know of his mothers' rape, resulting in himself and his siblings, he is rather watchful over his family. All of them are under his wing, metaphorically of course, and he will do anything in his power to make sure that everyone close to him, that loves him, will be protected. Like a mother duck to her ducklings, he'll be viciously determined to ensure the safety of those around him, but there will be a defining moment in his separation from family, loved ones, or friends and those that are strangers. It's unlikely he'll let anyone get abused, but it is possible he'll intervene upon strangers only when there seems to be a definite need. For his family, he'll step in the moment something seems unfavorable; a wrong glance, a snide comment, a step in the wrong direction. Let's be honest, I wouldn't want to be between this man and his family, especially if that desire or intent is upon harm.

Plans: So, given the applications already - and not knowing his siblings, I can only speculate what can or will happen. From reading applications I can think of a few scenarios: first, if Montague is accepted, and being weak/vegetarian, Toulouse will of course tease and bully him (lets be honest, which kid would want their brat of a brother to rat them out every time they do something that mother isn't too fond of?) but he'll always have a soft spot for him. It's possible he'll do anything to make his sibling smile, and perhaps even go out of his way to ensure his happiness. As for Priscilla, I can see the two butting heads because they are so similar. Both wanting to be the protectors of their family, both being rather large obstacles to face. It's quite possible that they'll never really see eye to eye, but they will love one another, and grudgingly protect/help one another if they have to. I foresee Toulouse getting older and leaving the pack, traveling for a while, but he'll always keep in touch. The idea of being tied down, enlisted to protect a pack, would be rather constricting to his free-loving nature. I imagine him as more of a hippie or a gypsy. Kind of a humble traveler, but also sort of a renegade. I do plan to have a companion for Toulouse: spotted hyena.

RP Sample: Silence. The wind rustled the grass and caused the leaves to hiss. Birds peeked over their branches as a unique color moved below them. Fire burned a path under the brush, sunlight orbs scanned the small clearing. A scowl crossed the ebony lined lips and a huff escaped, "Vous trichez!" (You cheat!) The young pup let his head fall low and he swept the area again, ears rising and alert. There was a rustle, to his left, and a lopsided grin spread across his maw, and he lowered himself to the ground. Creeping forward, he came within a foot from the bush, his eyes were intense as he stared on, and he pressed himself forward. His paws carried him a decent way, until suddenly his face hit the ground. Tumbling over and over, he crashed into the bush causing a cascade of leaves to shake from their permanent roots. Instinctively, the boy let out mere whines, his whole body tangled up now in the branches. From the left of the boy, he heard a distinctive wheezing laughter, and he began to growl, "Arrête de te moquer de moi!" (Stop laughing at me!)

Poking through the leaves, a black nose touched his. Beady black eyes with a sheen from the cascading light were the only breaks in the blackness. Another round of laughter presented itself as sharp teeth gleamed from the deep ashy mouth, soft brown fluff spiked out all over the animals rounded ears and egg-shaped head, "Tu aurais dû regarder où tu allais, Toulouse. Ne me blâme pas de rire." (You should have looked where you were going, Toulouse. Do not blame me for laughing) The squeaky voice matched the hunched nature of this black and brown creature, but as it tilted its head, concern furrowed the brow, "Êtes-vous coincé?" (Are you stuck?) The young wolf snorted and gritted his teeth. He twisted and writhed, not bothering to answer this leech. Wiggling seemed to loosen him, just a little, with a burst of strength, the wobbly pup tried to roll his body. It worked a little too well, as branches broke, he crashed into the other and began laughing hysterically. Below him, the hyena yipped and yapped, wiggling to try to break free. Now with the upper hand, the boy began his assault.

His baby teeth dug into the wrinkly flesh of the other, his little claws trying to grab footholds wherever he could. Defeated, his pillow began to whine, and his voice wobbled from beneath the multi-hued pup, "ONCLE! ONCLE! Je donne, tu gagnes!" (UNCLE! UNCLE! I give, you win!) As Toulouse rolled off of his partner in crime, he rose and threw out his chest, proud of his accomplishment, "Arrête de truquer, je suis juste meilleur que toi." (Stop faking, I'm just better than you) Flattened on the ground, the other was still. For a moment, the prideful boy ignored the other, but as the silence deepened, his gaze drew down toward the dirt and his friend. Instantly, his features shifted, and the boy's eyes widened. His hair rose in fear as he launched toward the other, his voice strained and squeaky, "Enzo? Enzo! Enzo, s'il te plaît lève-toi!" (Enzo? Enzo! Enzo, please get up!) His body inches from the others' face, his eyes frenzied.

In a second the hyena had leaped, bowling over the wolf, and straddling him, sitting on his chest. His grin wide and wild as he stared back over his spine at the others' face. His dominance was reasserted, and Toulouse lay below, heaving in shock, fear, and surprise. "Attaque surprise! Maintenant, qui est le gagnant?" (surprise attack! now who is the winner?) Giggling, the two rolled in the dirt biting, play fighting, and pawing at their foe. At this young of an age, their play was almost as harmless as their bites. Of course, they'd ventured out of the area that Toulouse's mother could see them... Of course that was the last thing on the colorful boy's mind.

Can you buy the passes? Yes.

**NOTE TO SELF - Large Companion
Height (25% off)
Abnormal Markings (NO DISCOUNT)
Abnormal Colors (25% off)


* - PLEASE NOTE his nose, paw pads, and skin are normal colored; deep charcoal-black/gray nose and paw pads, white/cream colored skin beneath the fur.

I made a few possible designs! These will be edited as i finish them up.

One, Two,

2 weeks from today to get your apps in and done then i will be picking the players

Oc Name: Keno

Name: Priscilla Rosaire {Adravendi}

Gender: Female

Design:



Appearance:

As far as Priscilla’s build goes she is more like her father’s side of her family -- a tall yet stocky figure is filled out with pure muscle, aiding her when it comes to battle in being durable yet, on the downside, not at all fast. Her muscle is more on the lean side, however, helping her keep her curves. Things that definitely stand out about Priscilla’s physique can begin right with her fur; she bears the more striped brindle-esc markings of her biological father, and, oddly enough, the fur on her head is slightly elongated. Not enough to make a true mane, but enough that it sticks up noticeably between her ears and sticks out in front of her face. This is not the only different thing about the female either.

Priscilla bears purple skin; not immediately noticeable at first, but the femme definitely has the same skin color as her mother. Hers is a darker purple, however, and, again like her biological father, she has heterochromia. Her left eye is orange, definitely more of his hue, whereas the blue right orb is more of her mother’s eye color. Her coat bears earthy tones, however, as well as the same shade of pure ivory that marks her claws.

For the most part a soft brown makes up the femme’s base coat, lightening to a tan at her legs, upon her cheeks, base of her ears, and the top of her tail. Ivory marks her front paws, trailing up the backs of the legs and coats her hind legs completely in it’s color. Her entire ruff, mane, and undersides are ivory as well as the tear-like markings on her face and lower jaw. Her inner ears are white as well, though dark brown tips them, her tail, between her eyes, and various places along her back, sides, front legs, and thighs.

Personality:

At a glance Priscilla is probably a more standard Neutral Good character. She is a naive girl, especially when she is young. Being one of the children of Jewell this is probably an unsurprising fact. She looks upon the world with innocence, though not quite the same naivety that her mother once held. Priscilla understands that there are dangers in this world, particularly in strangers, but once she’s told someone is a friend she will blindly believe this fact, leading her to a vulnerable state all the same. But luckily for Priscilla, despite this more trusting nature she does have the body and build to back herself up in a fight if it comes down to it.

Priscilla will strive to do good -- while she doesn’t like to hurt others she will do so if it is necessary for her protection or the protection of her loved ones. She is built like a powerhouse, ready to slam and sit on her opponents rather than chase them all over the place. She is more like a great wall, or shield, rather than a sword. She’d much rather protect her family than be a fighter at the front lines. She doesn’t want to cause pain… but she will do what she must for the sake of her family and pack. In doing what she has been taught is good Priscilla is also merciful, despising the idea of maiming or killing another, especially without just cause.

Overall Priscilla is kind-hearted and compassionate. She smiles, she runs, she plays… she’s a little ball of sunshine who views the positives of the world. She can be a little on the clingy side too, especially with mother. This will become less intense as she ages and she’ll become more adventurous and hard working. She’ll also know the value of manners and being polite, as well as being one to mind what she says. You won’t hear any swears coming out of this girlie’s mouth!

Plans:

-Be a bae! ;w;
-Love on Mama Jewell and her sibbies!
-Innocent mischief, as one might expect from a pupper.
-Master French and English, speaking in a mix of both.
-...and more? <3 Just be RPed!

RP Sample:

Priscilla opened her eyes with a squee when she heard her mother’s call from outside the den; it was the second day they were going to be allowed outside and the girl could hardly wait to continue exploring the lands of Lirim. Her body, already showing the tell tale signs that she’d grow to be quite the large girl, would rise. Her bi-colored eyes fluttered open, revealing pretty shades of blue and orange. Almost immediately her tail began to move behind her in its own rhythm, excitement spreading through her body like a wildfire. Her siblings were already out of the den, and Priscilla wasted no more time in following them.

The moment she was out in the warm sun Priscilla stopped for a moment, one paw in the air, and closed her eyes. She took in the warmth, breathed in the fresh air before her body gave a small shudder of delight. “Maman~!” {“Mama~!”} The girl said, looking to her colorful parent. Her eyes scanned over the green grasses, wiggling before she crouched down and began moving along.

...she was on the hunt.

The child’s ears perked forward, a smile spreading across her lips. She wanted to find something something for her mother. Something that was just as beautiful. Maybe she’d be able to find something for each of her siblings too! Oh… but she had to stay close! Mama said so!

It took her a little while, moving to and fro in a zigzag-like pattern… but at last she found something. She hadn’t seen something like this the day before… but… it was so pretty… and it was moving!
Priscilla pounced… and heard a new sound she’d never heard before. A squealshing noise…

She looked down beneath her paw…

...and saw the pretty red and black bug she’d been stalking had stopped moving.

“... Oh ... oh non ... Oh non!”{“...Oh ...oh no … oh no!”}

She backed away, ears flicking back against her head.

“Maman...! Maman, elle a arrêté de bouger! Aidez-moi! Quelqu'un aide!” {Mama...! Mama it stopped moving! Help! Someone help!} The girl didn’t understand what had happened. Why had the thing stopped moving? What did she do wrong? She began to shift on her paws before it with uncertainty, looking around for one of her siblings or mother in hopes that they might be able to help her get it moving again.

Can you buy the passes?

Mhm~

-Purple Skin / Brindle {Character Pass}
-Minor Mane [no more than in her ref] {Minor Character Pass}
-45" {Dire Pass}

Here are a few designs for this litter that I made

OOC Name: Maria
Name: Montagué Carlisle Adravendi
Gender: Male
Design:

Appearance:  17 inches & 60 LBS -- A mythical creature, brought to life by mere thought and whim. A piece of creation woven from meticulous desire, twisted and wrong. Yet so very right. His most dominating trait would be that of his dense cloak, woven together with hairs of purest violet. A child of the universe, a nebula, his pelt is that of the violet, deepening towards his limbs and shoulders, heavy, trapping heat just beneath its surface, a boiling furnace in an otherwise frigid world. Though pale with ivory around his visage and tail, he is a lunar creature, he takes on an almost, falring hue in just the right setting, gold overtaking his flanks, riding the sloping muscle of his back and front legs, rippling like undercurrents around the face, back of his neck and tail. His ears, wedged spires with perpetual gossamer coverings, are held in constant interest, heights against the angular structure of his head however the most spectacular tapestry would not be completed with a elongated tail that flows like water, touching the ground behind him as he walks (at a young age tripping over it many times). What makes this galaxy even more unique is the tendrils of fine hair that grows from above his cheeks, conturing his slim face into a alluring handsomness.

Personality: Cautious, easily frightened, and suspicious, this young child already seems to be tumbling down a path of destruction. A scardy-cat, always keeping his pelt clean and groomed he dislikes tremendously to have any dirt on him. Like all children, the boy loves to learn. He has a thirst for knowledge and a desire to learn everything there is to know about anything. Adept at retaining random facts that have little to no context, he is constantly slurring out the information to anyone who will listen to his ramblings. A boy who loves to babble, Montagué will go on and on about the things he has learned, but when someone has an interesting tidbit of information to tell him, the child is all ears. Knowledge is a necessity to his life, a desired habit that he has no will to break, and that is the reason he takes the path of herbs and shows even from a young age talents in healing. He always listens to his mother and never would go beyond her word unless invited or initiated by his siblings however her is usually the "rat" that always announce his mother of their whereabouts. Montagué as an adult is eloquent and considers himself a wielder of words. He is practiced in several languages, including english, french and italian. Because of this he finds word play to be an art and enjoys a thoughtful conversation as much as a good riddle. As a consequence of his love for words, Montagué can come off as a bit vague and can be a bit sanctimonious with his vocabulary at times. Montagué is also a lover of poetry and often finds himself quoting lines and even whole stanzas of poems that he find relevant to his current situation or emotions. He is openly warm to everyone he meets and is notoriously polite even when angered, often desperate to keep his temper in control, especially in the face of a tormenter. He is not generally formal, but is very conscious of his body language. This causes him to come off as a bit stiff at times. Regardless, Montagué is charming and poised, a proud man with a quiet confidence. He tends to smile crookedly, something that can been taken as endearing, though it is often just a nervous tick. True to the nature he bore as a child, the man retains his healing talents into adulthood. Now a more refined trait, age has made him a perfect master of herbs, a shaman and a priest, a medic, the man finds pleasure into helping others and swore to never hurt a living creature, this is the reason why he is a vegetarian

Plans: I plan to make him a very kind hearted man, looking up to his mother at all cost and be a goody-two-shoes that always forgets about him for others. As a pup he will be a scholar, never breaking his mother word and being some sort of a scardy cat that really has a talent for healing. He won't be much of a trouble-maker unless he is invited by his siblings to participate however he would usually be the one to tell his mother about their acts and be the "rat" since truth always was important for him even from a young age. His mother will be his hero and his siblings, family per total, will be the most treasured in the world for him. Very family-oriented I plan to have him stick to Lirim a long period of time but also help other allied packs by traveling to them and share experiences, herbs and stories.
RP Sample: Beneath the frost, beneath the snow, beneath the cold bright sun, lay the snowman of yesterday. To say it was a snowman was a understatement as it was only a pile of snow yet the young boy imagination ran wild within the wall of his mind. The frost was his winter jacket and the frigid air a salve for his crystalline skin. Around him the birds shivered under puffed wings and the nighttime flurry still trickled in its leisurely way to the ground. "Are you cold?" he questioned the being in a most dulcet of sounds and as if he was able to answer the young boy lowered his crown in a small nod of approval before he surrounded the pile of gathered snow, circling it, touching the frozen skin of the snowman with his luxurious tail, brushing in a gentle gesture, careful not to ruin his friend, afraid of destruction. "Shhh.Shhh. I am here now." he continued, leaning forward to brush his chest along the frost covered pile, "I missed you too."
Can you buy the passes? Yes. I plan for him to have two mutations, an elongated tail and the elongated hair locks that contur his face. Also, as he grows up he will have a satchel for gathering herbs that Jewell might give it to him?

Accidentally posted. ;-; Phone is awful.

Less than a week to finish ur apps and get them in

IT'S TIME FINALLY!

but first a couple comments and notes on the apps

@Maria(Montagué)- As we spoke about, I'm not sure how being a vegetarian would actually work out, with wolves being strict carnivores and needing a high protein diet, but I do like your creativity. Perhaps don't make him against eating meat if it's hunted for him/ brought to him? Since Jewell is not a vegetarian she probably will teach him how to set snares and make them since he's so tiny. Perhaps speak with staff later on in his life to figure out how he can become vegetarian? Also I'm not sure where the elongated fur or tail come from as neither Jewell nor any abraxas(to my knowledge) exhibit these features. Though I'm making exceptions since Jewell is from outside of Ardent.

@Keno(Priscilla)- im not sure where the "mane" comes from as neither Jewell nor any abraxas(to my knowledge) exhibit having this lengthened fur. Though I am making exceptions since Jewell is from outside Ardent. Also I am not sure if Jewell will tell them any more than to be careful when anywhere new and to not speak to strangers so I'm not sure if she would be less naive than jewell. Perhaps let that happen naturally? As we don't know how Jewell would go about being a mother until they are all born and such.

@speck(Toulouse)- love alot of what your doing here, but I see a problem with him leaving the pack one day. The Adrevendis and Jewell are very family Oriented and abandoning family doesn't sound like them. It would take alot I feel to make these kids leave their home pack as they will be taught basically that family is everything, with Jewell being an orphan before Faite adopted her, possibly even more so.

Now to announcement of the players and kiddos!

The free slots go to:
Me with Blaise
Me with Naeva
Speck with Toulouse

The pups needing purchases of extra pup passes(message me if you need help):
Maria with Montagué
Keno with Priscilla

As a note!

I have designs incoming from fox for this litter and if you find you like one better than the one you applied with I am perfectly fine with a change of appearance to one of those. Just message me if you are changing to one of them. I will add them in a seperate post below for your choices, but I will ask that you three communicate and not make twins without asking the other if such a thing is okay. I will take my pick of these designs for Naeva.

Also please note I expect these kids posted at least every other week and more than once a month and if you set these kids inactive I will take them back. I do not wish to sound mean, so I apologize if it sounds mean, but I just simply wish to see these kids played and to see them be an active part of Lirim. <3 have fun with these kids though and they need to be in acceptance no later than the 9th at midnight.

Available Fox designs if you guys wanna change your kids appearance to one <3



-Taken by keno


Claiming this one for Naeva:

Psst your links don't work

Ooc Name:Bear
Name: Svelte Knight {Abraxas}
Gender: female
Design:https://i.imgur.com/7KlBxZp.png

Appearance: The godling holds a rainbow of colors...Literally her coat starts with a deep red, reminding her of blood slowly fading into a orange, it takes very little of her coat before a sunshine yellow spurts from the coat a green flowing down her legs and down her rib cage, with ease her frount paws are sky blue, her waist holds the same sky blue witch then quietly fades to a darker blue before reaching a purple that ends on her knees within her legs and half way down her tail before the rest of her body is painted with pink. Little clouds seem to splatter among her forum, on creating a slice right from her dark blue eyes.
Personality: She has the imagination of a will of a wisp as they say, she will grow into a mighty warrior never to betray her famliy and to the ones who do will, never see the light agian she isn't going to stand to see her family hurt never....Among the world she would die for them her beauty is great, but herself she is a warrior. She wouldn't care to get hurt, if her family is still standing from her poin of veiw everything is a enemy and her family isn't they, are her greatest dream. And she wouldn't let that ho to waste.
Plans:
-Make her family the most powerful, strongest and successful pack/family
-Make her master fighter via points
-Get her a mate family.Ect
RP Sample: The pup caught a butterfly pretending for it to be a wolf whom had betrayed her family she lifted her mighty paws and wildly began to shread the insect apart, her maw opening and clashing close with a growl, she began to play with the dead body of the poor....Insect. She wished that had been a real wolf, but as she heard her mothers sweetvoice call for her she retreated to the den, with a sigh she looked at her dad with a smile.
Can you buy the passes? Hmm, i can put in all my gems for this but other wise no, i can't buy all the passes.