Character Bio
ATESHIA 'SHE WHO LIVES'
FEMALE
FOUR
A OBSIDIAN ALMOST NAVY BLUE OUTERBASE COVERS THE ENTIRE IRIDIUM, THOUGH FADES IN TO A EYE-CAPTURING GREEN AND AN MAROON HUED LIKE BROWN. AT A VIBRANT LIGHT, AT THE CORRECT TIMING, WITH A QUICK VISIBLE GLANCE, WHAT YOU WILL SEE WHILE CAPTURING EYE CONTACT WOULD SEEMINGLY BE A LIGHT BLUE BLUR EVEN IF THERE IS ABSOLUTELY NO BLUE TRACING ONCE SHE IS STILLED.
THE COLORATION THAT REPRESENTS HER MOST CONSISTS OF DIFFERENT HUES OF GREY, WHITE, AND VERY LITTLE BLACK. A WHITE 'MASK' ILLUMINATES HER FACIAL FEATURES, WHILE HER MUZZLE CONSISTS OF A SINGLE NATURAL DARKER GRAY, BUT NOT QUITE OBSIDIAN. STANDING AROUND 33" THERE IS NO DOUBT THAT SHE IS TALL FOR NOT ONLY HER GENDER, BUT HER SPECIE IS IN THE MEDIUM HEIGHT SPAN. SHE APPEARS MORE OF A MALE WITH HER HEIGHT, BUT THERE'S NO DOUBT ABOUT HER FEMINE FEATURES AND CURVES TO SET THE TWO DIFFERENT. 50% NORTHERN MOUNTAIN WOLF + 50% ARTIC WOLF, SHE IS PROUD OF HER GENES, AND WILL GLADLY SHOW IT OFF. HER STAMINA IS HIGH AS FOR HER JOY FOR RACING, HUNTING, AND ANY OTHER SORT OF THAT SUBSITUTE IN ACTIVITIES, ONLY WEIGHING AROUND 120 (which is light for her height) IN POUNDS. SHE HOLDS A LITHE BUILD.
SADISTIC, QUIET, SARCASTIC, ETC. HER HISTORY IS UNTOLD, AND SHE DOES A WELL JOB HIDING IT, AS HER CREATOR DOESN'T EVEN KNOW WHAT IT IS.
IMPRINTABILITY - YES
OOC -
recycled**
Who ever thought holding a gaze would be so painful? Inflicting a pain that can only be felt if you truly care for something, in this case; someone. Small frame tensed as the miniscule obsidian dame would hold his in her own navy set. The wind cascading and gathering pieces of hair here and there, warmth was what she felt upon her back as the sun beat down upon it, but all she could feel was coldness. She felt numb, stiff, and she didn't know what to do. For once, Khaalida was confused. Discombobulated, alarmed, ill-fated. But most of all, the matron felt alone.
Her heart was slowing down into the ice, she found herself wondering if it would crack or if it would collect enough heat to melt the ice that was containing it. Wondering, that's all she could do these days. "I never broke my promise to you. After that day, I have not, and never intend to sleep with another woman that is not you. Shit you sound like you've been hanging around Areliam and Anatheme too much." Was he seriously questioning who she was with or hanging out with? Narrowing her eyes slightly, she would stay silent as she would listen to his words as he did she.
Yes, I've seen Tarantella again, but again, only on orders. Lord Tezcatlipoca told me to keep an eye on her with this potential Avalon threat. So I did. All we did was race across the plateau, I did not fucking sleep with her." She held back her words as she noted he was not finished. Though, once he gave her time to butt in, she took that chance. "So Tarantella and Malmordre are on good terms now? I beg to differ." She hissed lowly to herself at the last part, before she averted her gaze.
If any of this is coming from things you've heard from my dearest brother. Let me tell you why the hell I find it so damn hard to let anyone get close to me. Because the last time I did, Areliam DeArc killed her." Her blood froze then as she retorted when their son had met Areliam. She would have never guessed he was capable of murder. "Why? Why did he kill her?" She whispered before shutting her eyes momentarily. And then, came what met the ice around her heart melt. "I love you too damn much." Big blue eyes widened, as she realized this was the first time he actually admitted it. He loved her, she was finally sure of it, and she was speechless.
RULES READ? YES
WORD MINIMUM? 200
HOW DID YOU FIND US? Top wolf RPG
EMAIL * --
CHATANGO * XoInsomnia
OTHER CONTACTS (aim) - SMILES4MILES
BIRTHDAY (month, day) - 12/16
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