azura - female - wolfdog [ wip ]

BASICS:
NAME: Azura.
ALIAS: Az, Ra, Zura, Tri.
AGE: Four years.
GENDER: Female.
SPECIES: Wolfdog Hybrid.
BREED: Siberian Husky x Alaskan Malamute x German Shepherd x Swiss Shepherd X Gray wolf x Arctic wolf
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Heterosexual.
PACK: Packless.


APPEARANCE:
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COAT: Thick, fluffy coat, usually fairly soft.
COLOR: White.
EYES: Expressive, and blue.
SCARS: A large scar where her left leg should be.
HEIGHT: Twenty eight inches.
WEIGHT: Seventy five pounds, give or take a few.
COMPLETE APPEARANCE:
Look at me, and tell me what you see. A feminine figure of a canine, a hybrid of nature's best selection of attributes of two very skilled creatures. One of man's design, and one of the Earth Mother's. A wolfdog hybrid. You see the thick, fluffy snow white coat of a Arctic wolf, stretched over a build mixed between the sleek, shepherd-husky dog-blood, and the pure, and beautiful power that the Earth's mother own-image child holds. You see the bright, expressive blue eyes of a dog, surrounded by the angular features of a wolf.

But the thing you notice most, is not my figure, or my coat. It's not my twenty eight inches of height. It's not the seventy five pounds of weight that makes me a swift runner, even in the deep snows of winter. It's not the light sound of my voice (think the voice of Halle Berry, as Patience Phillips [cat woman].), nor the easy going and free way that I speak. It's not the easy going, slow stride that I have, nor is it the gentle sway of my hips as I walk along in that stride of mine. It's not the 'flowerchild' way of which I behave and act, no no. It's the fact that I am clearly, and undeniably...

A tripod.

You see, I completely lack my front right leg. It was there, once. I remember it from my puphood.But... It just vanished one day, leaving the thick, and unsightly scar that runs along where it used to be. I don't know what happened to it, perhaps it was eaten by something, or perhaps it just rotted off in my sleep one night, and left the scar as a memory. I'm not sure! But I do know that this fact that I am just a tad bit different from the average dog running around... That I tend to draw a good deal of attention. It's strange, I know, but... I suppose others just aren't use to seeing a three legged dog hopping around!


PERSONALITY:
TRAITS: free-spirit, embraces change, straightforward, forgiving, enthusiastic, determined, kind, mature, independent, ignores her handicap, unselfish, doesn't allow herself to think about her dead mate or pups, has locked many memories away for her own 'protection' with out realizing it.
COMPLETE PERSONALITY:
A free-spirit. What do I mean by this? Well... I'd like to compare myself to a bird during this. Look up, and you'll see birds. They defy the pull of gravity by being up there, higher than anything us dogs have ever seen or will ever be able to comprehend, unless we magically sprout wings. Think of the freedom that those birds have. And then think of a bird with a broken wing. Think of how chained it is, how damaged and upset. I see most every dog as a bird with a broken wing. They've all got something holding them to earth, something that chains them, and forces them to be grounded. I know I have my chains, but I fight them with everything I have just to get up in the air, to taste freedom. I don't allow laws to hold me, I don't want too. I've never quite understood how one can want to hold themselves down.

I suppose in this factor, I'm what many would want to describe as a hippie.

Change. Change. I always need change. Always. The same stuff, day in, day out, day in, day out, it drives me absolutely nuts. I can't stand it! I always look to do something different than the previous day. I don't know why the same old same old bothers me so much. It's a sort of I suppose 'fear' that I've developed of it. The thought of having structure use to comfort me... But that changed one day, for some reason, that I'm not quite sure of.


HISTORY:
MOTHER: Nuala, living.
FATHER: Haldir, deceased.
SIBLINGS: Valyria, sister, living.
Meraxes, brother, living.
Several half-siblings, living.
OFFSPRING: Lula, female, deceased.
Pachie, male, deceased.
Luther, male, deceased.
Lumar, male, deceased.
COMPLETE HISTORY:
- describe her life up until she meets her mate.
- describe her life through her pregnancy.
- describe the first three months with her pups.
- describe how the 'Others' came and took them away.

- describe her mate's deal with his 'Godfather'.
- describe his murder, and her pups' murder.
- describe how they took her leg.
- describe Samel, and how he healed her.
- describe how she changed, and came to accept the loss of her leg.
- describe the existence of her 'alternate reality' and how it effects her.


PLAYER:
OOC NAME: Harlequin.
OTHER CHARACTERS: Balam, Ampelios (wip).
EXPERIENCE: Nine years.
HOW'D YOU FIND US?: Director of this whole sch-bang.
PASSWORD: To show us you actually read the rules! DO NOT FILL THIS OUT, UNTIL YOU HAVE COMPLETED YOUR APPLICATION!