by Harpy• » Sun Jun 26, 2011 9:47 am
Username:
Яαʌɛи
Name:
Phyre
Gender:
Female
Age:
Five years
Rank:
A loner for now, perhaps Beta Female later, after gaining the Alpha's trust. If not that, then a Hunter.
Mutations:
She has the animalistic qualities of a raven. Talon-like claws, beady dark eyes, exceptional eyesight, and a much lighter body weight due to hollowed out bones.
Personality:
Phyre hasn't spoken a word to anything in many years. She is silent in her thoughts and words, never showing either to any other living thing. Reserved, is what she'd be like in a word. An extreme case of Reserved. She's kept to herself for most of her unnatural life, even when being shipped to this foreign environment. She hasn't even tried to make contact with other wolves; she has no want, or, as she believes, no need to. It's unnecessary and a waste of time in her eyes.
However, she's been feeling certain things lately. Weakness, dizziness, fainting. Her wolf strength and sharp defenses are no longer enough to counter the frailty she shares with her Raven DNA. Her body is beginning to reject itself, in a roundabout, complicated way. She realizes now that she needs to find another group of wolves in order to help support herself. And soon.
Appearance:
Her outline and body structure can best be described in two simple words; sharp and lengthy. Her legs and body are of a length that is above average for most wolves, and she has increased flexibility due to her hollowed bones. The actual colors and details are as follows; her fur is blacker than most nights, the exact shade of a raven's darkest feather. Her eyes work to match, beady and glistening with the intelligence that most raven's carry. Her claws are long, curved, slender, shadowy things; more of an equivalent with a raven's talons than a wolf's claws. They are always out, and can never retract.
She looks much heavier than she is, despite the fact that she may not look all that heavy. The bones in her joints, such as her shoulders, elbows, and hind legs, as well as the entirety of her forelegs, are hollow. Completely and utterly featherlight in mass and weight.
Crush:
None, and most likely won't be.
Mate:
None
Other:
None
𝙱𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐, 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜
