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is a free-runner
owns three dogs
skateboards
always has a sketch pad
surfs
treats del like a brother
currently has no crush
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❝you hit the dog, I break you.❞
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base facts
full name Wolfie grant
nicknames wolf
age twenty two years
gender female
sexuality pan
nationality British
scent coffee
disorders depression, anxiety
appearance
height 5'8
weight fifty kilograms
build thin, agile, tall
eyes hazel
scars running down back, wrists
tattos small paw print on wrist,
hair Waist-length dark brown
clothing style 'grunge' '
distinct features eye colour, name
base traits
main trait loyal
+ traits good with animals, loyal, modest,
- traits blunt, sarcastic, violent, insecure
hobbys drawing, dog agility, horse riding
relationships
family n/a
friends pm me
enemies pm me
romantic open -
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base facts
full name Wolfie grant
nicknames wolf
age twenty two years
gender female
sexuality pan
nationality British
scent coffee
disorders depression, anxiety
appearance
height 5'8
weight fifty kilograms
build thin, agile, tall
eyes hazel
scars running down back, wrists
tattos small paw print on wrist,
hair Waist-length dark brown
clothing style 'grunge' '
distinct features eye colour, name
base traits
main trait loyal
+ traits good with animals, loyal, modest,
- traits blunt, sarcastic, violent, insecure
hobbys drawing, dog agility, horse riding
relationships
family n/a
friends pm me
enemies pm me
romantic open -
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Wolfie had a well, I guess you could say 'flawed' childhood? no, it was more than flawed. Well the first thing they did was name her wolfie, and as much as she likes her name now it was considered a boys name if anything. When she was young she was neglected, often left to do her own thing for hours on end and in the end she just sat with the dog and blocked out her parents. She learnt to just keep her head down and get on with it.
She managed to get through her first couple years at school fine, though it started when she went to secondary. Wolfie couldn't take the comments about her life and she ended up getting into fights, and with no punishments from her parents at home and with no guidance she wasn't taught what to do instead. So instead of calmly telling a teacher she'd simply turn around and punch them. She often went home with a split lip or something similar, her farther had left and her mother was starting to blame it on Wolfie - throwing things like the tv remote at her and locking her outside the house.
One day wolfie wound up in the police station - she had punched a teacher when he had asked her about her family life, and of course he called the police. To say the least when they dropped her back off at her house the immediately realised the problem and wolfie was taken off her mother and put into the care system. She absolutely hated it, although the only thing that was helping her when she got angry was drawing, or free running. Sometimes she was allowed to go down to the nearby commons where they kept horses and she'd sit there with them.
When she was roughly fifteen and a half years she found a rough collie puppy that had been abandoned down an alleyway she'd sit by. Of course she took him with her and after hours of practically begging they allowed her to keep him as they figured out that animals were the best thing for her. Wolfie named the puppy Logan and before she knew it she was taking agility classes with him as well as stunt classes with him.
As soon as she could Wolfie moved abroad with Logan, going to live with her cousin Delgado. Over the years she lived there she eventually adopted a kangal dog by the name of thirteen and a beauceron by the name of Danger.
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Wolfie tends to keep to herself, she can be polite but that's when she wants to be, she doesn't really like girls who wear pounds of makeup and have nails that may aswell cost diamonds. Judging books by their cover is something she's not known for and she prefers it that way. When angered, Wolfie will be aggressive and cold hearted, no matter who you are, you could be the queen and she couldn't care less. Wolfie has fading depression that is worse on some days than others but she just hides in her sketchbook when feeling down. There isn't many ways to get her to lash out but if you do anything to one of her animals she'll basically serve you your head on a silver platter.
She managed to get through her first couple years at school fine, though it started when she went to secondary. Wolfie couldn't take the comments about her life and she ended up getting into fights, and with no punishments from her parents at home and with no guidance she wasn't taught what to do instead. So instead of calmly telling a teacher she'd simply turn around and punch them. She often went home with a split lip or something similar, her farther had left and her mother was starting to blame it on Wolfie - throwing things like the tv remote at her and locking her outside the house.
One day wolfie wound up in the police station - she had punched a teacher when he had asked her about her family life, and of course he called the police. To say the least when they dropped her back off at her house the immediately realised the problem and wolfie was taken off her mother and put into the care system. She absolutely hated it, although the only thing that was helping her when she got angry was drawing, or free running. Sometimes she was allowed to go down to the nearby commons where they kept horses and she'd sit there with them.
When she was roughly fifteen and a half years she found a rough collie puppy that had been abandoned down an alleyway she'd sit by. Of course she took him with her and after hours of practically begging they allowed her to keep him as they figured out that animals were the best thing for her. Wolfie named the puppy Logan and before she knew it she was taking agility classes with him as well as stunt classes with him.
As soon as she could Wolfie moved abroad with Logan, going to live with her cousin Delgado. Over the years she lived there she eventually adopted a kangal dog by the name of thirteen and a beauceron by the name of Danger.
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Wolfie tends to keep to herself, she can be polite but that's when she wants to be, she doesn't really like girls who wear pounds of makeup and have nails that may aswell cost diamonds. Judging books by their cover is something she's not known for and she prefers it that way. When angered, Wolfie will be aggressive and cold hearted, no matter who you are, you could be the queen and she couldn't care less. Wolfie has fading depression that is worse on some days than others but she just hides in her sketchbook when feeling down. There isn't many ways to get her to lash out but if you do anything to one of her animals she'll basically serve you your head on a silver platter.
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Skills
+ Free running
+ skateboarding
+ drawing
+ animal training
+ surfing
+ long runs
- singing
- racket sports
- playing instruments
- ball sports
- sewing
likes
grey, black, blue
horror filmes
anything chocolate
coffee
dislikes
fake girls
makeup
pink
rules
fears
loosing one of her animals
ice cream vans
enclosed spaces
large crowds
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Skills
+ Free running
+ skateboarding
+ drawing
+ animal training
+ surfing
+ long runs
- singing
- racket sports
- playing instruments
- ball sports
- sewing
likes
grey, black, blue
horror filmes
anything chocolate
coffee
dislikes
fake girls
makeup
pink
rules
fears
loosing one of her animals
ice cream vans
enclosed spaces
large crowds
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- ❝I guess you still don't get it, so let's take it from the top
You asked me what my sign is, and I told you it was "Stop"
And if I had a dime for every name that you just dropped
You'd be here and I'd be on a yacht
Oh!
Get your hands off my hips, 'fore I'll punch you in the lips
Stop your staring at my... Hey!
Take a hint, take a hint
No you can't buy me a drink, let me tell you what I think
I think you could use a mint
Take a hint, take a hint
La, la, la...
T-take a hint, take a hint
La, la, la...
What about "No" don't you get?
So go and tell your friends
I'm not really interested
It's about time that you're leavin'
I'm gonna count to three and
Open my eyes and
You'll be gone❞