Aaliyah

Female

15

Her eyes are a teal color with black splotches

Her fur is long and soft and perfect like her father Heyels. She has long legs and a slim torso with a shorter build than either of her sisters, making her the smallest of the three. She will be fast and very nimble but not as much not of a brute force kinda gal.

34 inches tall, 125 pounds.

She is mostly white with only a half face mask that covers just underneath her eyes and halfway up her forehead. The mask is black around her eyes and the hairs gradually lighten to cinnamon as they fade to her cheeks


In a few words Aaliyah can be describe as horribly vain, somewhat delusional, and loyal to a fault. She loves her family with all of her heart and yet is still completely and utterly devoted to her fathers most hated enemy.

then again that was the old Ally, this is the new one, yet, how much can one wolf really change...

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Minimums 200.
Nothing could keep me away

My name is Alex, and i am addicted to LC

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Sample--
The issues she brings up to Heyel have plagued her mind for a long time and no matter how many times she tries to make sense of the things she knows, inevitably she is always left with more questions than answers, which only leads to more wondering. It is not as if there was a guide she could look to and find all the answers on life, especially a life like hers complicated with angels and demons. The closest thing she had to a cheat sheet on demons and angels was her father and until this point she hadn’t believed he was actually capable of having a conversation about these sort of things with her.

No it isn’t that Aaliyah find s her father cold, mean or in any way unloving. In fact she only thought of her father fondly. Even if the memories had long ago faded her mother had reminded her of Heyels singing and attempts at watching her, Izzy and Ammy when they were very young. The reason she felt she could ask him was a silly one. It was that she felt stupid to approach him when he had so much more to do and so many who needed his attention more. He had to manage the pack and Ally felt her younger sibling deserved the attention more. How could she knowingly take him away from her younger siblings when she had already had her chance and botched it?

Now that she had the chance questions that only he could answer poured from her, even as guilt for not spending this time with her father and instead pestered him with questions about a wolf she knew he hated . Could he see how obsessed with this she was? How desperate she was to save her boy? The only wolf, excluding family, she had thought to surround herself with. And the one everyone wanted to take away from her.

It wasn’t that she was smart or even thoughtful, two things she was proud to say she indeed was, but these questions, this questioning of the set of morals and guidelines she had decided to adopt as her own, only comes because she cannot be without him. Tobias cannot leave her, until the day she deems him unworthy of her affection she will be the shield to his sword and he the demon to her angel. Destined to be star-crossed and yet fate had doubted just how much of a force an angel princess could be, because Aaliyah refused to accept that.

{Cicumstant te docebit vos in lucem angelorum et Maii}

Her sweet voice murmurs the words, repeating them flawlessly and delivering them back in mimicked whispers as her mouth tests the unfamiliar phrase, Aaliyahs nose crinkling at the thought of a dirty peasant knowing anything in her native tongue.

Weren’t angels supposed to save everyone? How come she could not save her boy? It made no sense why there was never anything about demons in the history. Well besides killing them since that wasn’t an option she wanted for Tobias. Believing she was an ethereal being it made no sense why she could not choose to save him, regardless of if there was a prayer for it or not. If she had to she would create one just for him. If she knew how to go about doing such things. Another day she would ask her father, another day when she had not asked as many questions, she would come back to this topic she would ask him what went into these prayers what exactly it took to make one and how it known if it would work.

She can see his tired looking smile and Aaliyah leans into him sighing tired from emotions and questions. It had been a long time since she had felt this sense of peace. Even if her father had no answer at least she got out what had been bottled up. Keeping herself away she had inadvertently isolated herself, and she was a very social creature. Without being able to talk to anyone, since Tobias didn’t count in that degree she had been strung tightly with those constant wonders simmering in her mind with an outlet. And now Heyel had provided just that.

“I will be great father, I cannot not be greatness, after all I am a daughter of Heyel.” A grin pulls up her lips as she winks at her dad. Now trying to lighten the mood she had forced them in before her time with her father was done. “And even if I am not great for saving demons, I will still be being great for you daddy.” At this Aaliyah nuzzles her tapered, delicate muzzle into her father ruff snuggling her much smaller frame into his as she would have as a puppy. Before a soft, hesitant voice escapes his fur. “Can I come home?”