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Posted on December 31, 2012 at 04:11:59 AM by pompeii
Pompeii
Female
7 Years Old
Ivory Mother of Pearl Irises ringed in Black on the outside, White on the inside.
She is half Steppe Wolf and half Eurasian/Tibetan Wolf. This combination leads to her smaller stature and thicker fur. She is not as small as some - being a decent 30 inches - but she is no where near her brother or those taller than him. Her shoulders come to a thinner point at the top and has a defined muscle mass that is heaviest in the forelegs and the haunch area. Her muscle is thick, and she is built like the average wolf with the exception of smaller elongated paws. She is built for enduring long distances at an impressive speed. She has a broad chest with a large set of lungs and a very durable heart. She is built moderately thick, with average leg length, and weighs in at around 98 pounds.
Her Eurasian, Steppe, and Tibetan breeding has provided her with a unique coat to be sure. The Tibetan wolf in her makes her hair very fine and downy, unbelievably soft, but the amount of fur transforms the fine hairs into a plush and thick coat. The Eurasian provides a more pronounced and thick scruff and hackles that are comprised of longer guard hairs from the Steppe. The color is a vibrant bright red coloration with fiery burn orange accents fading to tan and then to white. She has white eye masks, white tail underside, belly, and mouth. Along her spine is a faint dorsal of darker colors and her hackle fur is tipped in a dark dark red color.
She has a hard time with the passing of her pups. She retains her wild nature though with a little more understanding of the ‘civilized’ wolves.
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When Akasha goes, Pei goes. She races into the fray with all the fury of a hunter and all the joy of a wildwoman. Death does not compute to her in the way that it might others. She does not care about the death of the creature any more than its filling her belly. No joy in the act beyond an acknowledged successful hunt. Blood does not infatuate her, gore does not make her own blood boil.
It is meat, it is food, it is sustenance.
It is life for her pups.
She knows already that it will be puppies this year – has scouted many lands for s suitable den. She will bring Hawthorne there soon. She must, she needed her makeshift pack.
How Romanukia will respond is beyond her. He had seemed relatively aloof since their copulating and it did not suit her ill that he would not see fit to keep her locked away like some other males. But I digress.
She matches Akasha stride for stride, her longer paws propelling her farther, yet her average size keeping her beside the other. When Akasha barrels into the back of the neck – Pei takes hold of the male as he bellows and drives her teeth into the bottom of the throat beneath the jaw as best she can. The fur ruff here is thinned and the flesh not protected by the rutting muscles that have otherwise been attacked so far. Pei is a skilled hunter, having hunted with just herself and her brother before and yet been able to take down a few cows in their time.
She knows this weak spot, she relishes the ability to prove her worth to both mate and his pack.
If she lands the mark, her momentum will carry them to the ground, the bulls head on its side on top of her belly. She will likely have cuts on her inner legs and belly where she is unable to avoid the horns entirely.
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the red wild-woman; sister of hawthorn
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