Name: Tick Tock

Gender: Female

Age:9

Eye Color: Sapphire blue with violet specks in them, closer around the iris.

Appearance: Appearance: Being a loner would require her to not have as much muscle as she would have if she was a part of a pack. That being said she will be an agile wolf, long limbs with a medium side chest, standing at 35 inches, her lean legs carrying 125 pound in weight. Mind you, should she ever be a part of a pack count on that weight increasing. From far away she may look small, but get any closer then her size clearly speaks for itself. Her fur is thick along her shoulders and back scruff of neck and all over her back down her sides and hindquarters, but they are very soft to touch. She is quite the hunter and giving her feminine muscular frame she is capable of taking down prey, but should she work with another even bigger prey could fall. Her coat is a solid black. She has light grey, almost silver like, fur tips, in a v-shape that trails down from the shoulder and down her chest. In between the middle of her forehead is a wide diamond shape mark, not perfect line, it is an extremely light grey, almost white, if the sun or moon hits it just right. Along either side, starting from underneath her elbow, and down to the back legs, before the hindquarters, she is trimmed with dark grey. Her tail tip is a dark grey, and her tail is trimmed with light grey. Her ear has dark grey outlined tips. Clearly she has been in a few scuffles, lots of different scars all around but she looks pretty darn good and healthy!!! Her left ear is torn at the top of her left ear. Three scars cover the left side of her face from the top of her forehead, over the eye, trailing down to her muzzle and cheek. All along her body were various scars raked along her back or down her side or along her shoulders. There are some scars along her ribs on her left side too.

Personality: She is quite aloof. There was a time when she could carry on a polite conversation, but it is quite rare to get many words out of her. Call it a strength or a weakness, but when she finally trusts someone she gives them her loyalties, and this particular bond of trust is sacred to her. Anyone that breaks this holy bond is forever marked as nothing more than an enemy. Few have ever received trust and loyalty from her, and she would like to keep it that way, but should you get it- you will be lucky. Because she has been a loner all her life she is quite cold and distant when dealing with others of her own kind, especially when she thinks someone might know about her history. She is cold and cunning and extremely ruthless, so she could be a great asset to anyone or a true pain in the side. She does have a soft spot…you just need to find it. Though, for one thing, even though she didn’t really live in a pack she is well aware of wolf rules and she believes strongly in them. Apparently she is a sucker when it comes to rules, but life as a loner anything is fair game, so perhaps she likes rules simply because it gives some sort of structure in a chaotic life. Secretly she wants to feel like she belongs, so in a way, she wants to be part of a pack, but she will never admit it. I could go on and on, but there is so much to learn about her that I am sure you will find out, eventually.

History: As a pup she was unwanted by her parents simply because she was cursed. So, being unwanted and having to fend for herself she became cold, ruthless, and distant. So, she learned how to live on her own. Rarely trusts anyone that is a part of a pack. Is quite content being on her own, but she knows that in certain times it is best to be surrounded with numbers, so she’ll tolerate it if she has to. Done some things in the past that she isn’t quite proud of. Lots of little skeletons in her closet so if you really want to shed some light on those…good luck. There is so much more that can be said about her life, but right now she thinks that is quite enough for now, so keep your muzzle out of her business.

Imprintability: Tempt the Fates? Yes!

OOC: JailHeart

Rules Read: Of course!

Word Minimum: 200

How did I find you?: I was lured by M&M and Kite

Email:xxxgodmotherxxx@yahoo.com

Chatngo: JailH3art

Other Contacts: AIM JailH3art

Birthday: Dec. 3rd

Sample: Recycled

For some reason she felt freer in this body. She didn’t realize how stiff she felt when she was in equine form. In this wolf form she felt free, she could actually feel the bottom of the cave with her paws, and she could feel her claws scraping the cave as she walked. Her movements were quick and fluid. When she moved her ears it didn’t seem like a constant challenge and when her tail moved she liked the feel of it. When he pressed his body against her it felt more natural. No longer did it feel weird. She had been taller than him and their massive bodies just couldn’t get to one another as close as this. But she would have to get used to the new sounds. When she heard his loud growl tearing his throat she flinched and looked at him. The growl was fiercer, darker extremely different than we he growled as a horse. Her ears went back but once she heard his chuckle she wasn’t too concerned. She gave him a wolfish grin padding up towards him rubbing her head against his shoulder. She inhaled deeply taking in his scent as she allowed him to rub his merle coat against hers, white fur meshing in black fur with purple tips. She wagged her tail slowly as she heard his whispered words…mine. She growled softly enjoying the feel his muzzle slowly dragging along her. She was content with him making her his in this new body.

Amethyst eyes studied him carefully taking in the look of his new pace. She was sadden to see that his mother’s mark was not healed, but this would be something they would both have to accept. What she wouldn’t give to get a piece of Canine’s flesh in her maw. Her fur began to stand on end as a low rumbling growl started to grow in her chest. Though it would cease when she would focus on the murder around them. She looked at his crow as she stood on his shoulder and she felt talons digging softly in her flesh behind her own shoulder. She blinked and noticed her new familiar standing on top of her shoulder his wings closed against his side. Her ears twitched when she heard Fenrir say their decision. Her tail began to wag. He wanted to stay! She let out a happy bark and hearing the odd sound she clamped her muzzle sharp. What the hell was that noise? She rubbed her side against his allowing her scent to mix with his accepting his claim, but also marking her claim on him as well. Raven and Wolf still held that natural unholy bond. She pressed her muzzle against his throat whispering softly to him.

“Forever yours…forever mine.”

She dragged her muzzle over towards the corner of his mouth and slowly down his throat again. She could feel the throbbing sound from his vein and she growled softly a wicked idea forming. They were free. No more parents. No more pressure. No more…anything. They could have some fun! She quickly lowered her head and took a few steps back her tail wagging, her head rising up.

“We shall stay and never go back; why go back when I have my forever friend.”