NiNES
Nines
five
male
His eyes are a light silver, haloed in sapphire.
Nines is rugged and yet refined, lithe, visible athletic muscle , his left ear is tattered, and a few healed over pale scars mark his muzzle. He stands at 38 inches tall, and weighs 160. His legs are long, his fur a bit thicker than the average and sleek. His waist is only slightly tucked in and his tail is slightly fluffier and thick than the average, as is the fur along his ruff, spine, and throat. He is a light ochre like gold hue, though the gold seeming hue darkens in the goldish ochre hue along his face, in a bandit typed mask though his lower jaw also matches this hue. Dark flame singed russet threads in broken up brindle lines around his neck. The ochre hue darkens into a dorsal stripe that fades back into lighter ochre at his legs and stomache.
Nines is roguish, and yet if you mean something to him, anything at all, and he respects you, he will be unfailingly loyal. He's protective, secretive, and can be guarded. He isn't much for authority however, this is why he and pack life do not mix, because he's what one would call an anarch. He won't respect you just because you have a fancy title- you have to prove it first. He knows what he wants, and can be a bit impulsive, as well as uncannily sharp and doesn't mess around- one will always know where they stand with him. Fights for what he believes in.
can imprint
permission to play from pyrefly
.rue.
anarchy flip side of the coin I'm bleeding out the mouth but I hope you know I'm stronger now
I wont go down 'til I'm six feet underground
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