Name: Navi
Age: 0 (will turn 1 year this coming spring)
Gender: Female
Eye Color: The base color of her eyes is a dark wine-red. It lightens slightly toward the pupil, though remains quite a dark scarlet around the black. Sunny gold flecks lighten the red only just so, giving them a brilliant little shimmer here and there when they catch the sun.

Appearance: Navi will grow to stand at 34 inches and weigh 125 pounds. Her genetics grace her with a light build with dense and tone muscles, her forte in both her youth and maturity firmly placed in her agility. Having shed the cotton of her infancy, her coat is long, fine, and sleek, contouring to her youthful, feminine frame in a way that leaves very little to the imagination. At first glance, she may appear to be just any other pitch black wolf, but a soft silver undercoat shines through at the seams with every graceful movement.

Personality: Navi is daring, confident, and abrasive. She has an obsessive personality and can be possessive over her things and even her friends. A vivacious and forward individual, Navi can be a lot of fun and/or the most difficult being you’ve ever met. It can be a bit difficult for her to warm up to others, but, once she’s decided she likes another, they are hers; she’ll still pick on them or mouth off, but she shows her love in her own way with silent dedication, loyalty, and care. Very much her mother’s daughter, Navi can hold a mean grudge against anyone who makes her feel left out or like she is useless. She has a habit of internalizing suffering and anger, so watch out; her temper functions like Mentos and Diet Coke. She'll be fine with Thing A, fine with Thing B, the moment they mix, she explodes. No warning, it's like popping the cork off a bottle of champagne. Ever more like her mother, Navi’s has a passion for hunting that makes nearly all other pastimes seem trivial to her.


History: The daughter of the ultimate wanderer, Suomi of Taviora, Navi began her life well outside Moladion. Her early days were spent on the move, her mother never settling long in their temporary shelters, and yet she never felt any measure of insecurity. Despite their vagrancy, her mother was a top-notch provider—until she was gone. As the mother-daughter pair made their way south toward Moladion, a place Navi had heard much about from her mother in the past year, Suomi fell ill, and, after a great deal of moaning about the irony of sickness being her end, the old Taviora resident told her daughter to go on without her. After much argument and debate, Navi reluctantly allowed her mother the dignity of an unwitnessed decline and proceeded south, just hoping she wouldn’t get lost on her way to a place she had only ever heard of in brief recollections of her mother’s past.

Imprintability: Available for imprinting.

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