vause - female - domestic dog

BASICS:
NAME: Vause
ALIAS: V
AGE:  Two years
GENDER: Female
SPECIES: Domestic dog
BREED: Border collie/Australian shepherd/Siberian husky x Siberian husky/American eskimo/Border collie/Shetland sheepdog (mostly border collie x husky)
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Bisexual
PACK: Loner, for now


APPEARANCE:
IMAGE SET: click.
SET PERMISSIONS: CC

COAT: Long and silky, with the texture of a border collie's
COLOR: Black with white markings
EYES: Bright blue
SCARS: None worth noting
HEIGHT: 20 in
WEIGHT: 35 lbs
COMPLETE APPEARANCE:
V is a compact, medium-sized dog. She is more on the petite side than anything, but overall she's quite physically average. It's quite easy to decipher her heritage, as the husky and border collie are very evident in her appearance. She's got the husky eyes and sickle-tail, and the border collie coat and coloration. "Striking" is a good word to describe her, though she would hate to bring all that attention to herself. If she wasn't always so bedraggled and shabby-looking, V might actually be a gorgeous dog. Cleanliness, however, has never really been her forte, and so she often has dust or dirt or some other filth all over.


PERSONALITY:
TRAITS: Blunt, sarcastic, sharp, introverted, wary, volatile, selfish, independent, cynical, cold, carnal, self-assured
COMPLETE PERSONALITY:
V has learned to appreciate the most basic aspects in life: food, shelter, sex. She's very much of the "take what you can get" mentality, thinking only of herself and no one else. It's true, her morals are a bit skewed - she steals from everyone, friend or foe, and she drops every single relationship once they become too intimate for her - but she does have a soul beneath that hard exterior.

V doesn't take shit from anyone. If she doesn't like you, you can be damn sure she'll say so. But when it comes down to it, V would rather run away from her problems. She'll fight if she has to, but once the battle dies down and the smoke clears she'll be gone, not even waiting for apologies. Burning bridges is what she does best, so she does best when she's on her own and she's never had many friends, if any at all.

When you do get to have a real conversation with her, you'll find that she's pretty much just how you expect. Nearly every word drips with sarcasm, and a lot of times it's hard to tell when she's being serious and when she's shitting you. She tells it like it is, and some people just can't handle that.

For all her shortcomings though, V always stays true to who she is. She may not be the most loyal or loving of dogs, but she knows herself and her ways. She won't try to fake anything or be something she isn't, and it makes her humble. She is completely satisfied with herself and all her flaws.




HISTORY:
MOTHER: Leila, deceased
FATHER: Ramsey, deceased
SIBLINGS: n/a
OFFSPRING: n/a
COMPLETE HISTORY:
V never really knew her parents. She was conceived out of lust, and her father never showed his face after Leila gave birth. Afterwards her health declined rapidly, and V was the only pup who survived more than a few days. Leila's sister Portia had to help take care of V, and she became her sole guardian when Leila passed away. Luckily V was weaned by then, but it became an even greater strain on Portia, who had pups of her own. She had never wanted to join a pack, particularly not the ruling one in the area, but she needed help. V had to go with her.

This pack was massive and highly organized; it was more like its own community than anything, but executed very much underground - think mafia. They called themselves the Specters. Portia was treated well but all of her pups were taken into their ranks and put into special training units depending on their abilities. V was included in this, and from that day forward she was trained in the arts of thievery and espionage. She never saw her family again, even within the pack. The Specters became her family, and she was one of them.

By the time V was a year and a half old, she was already well-versed in her categories. Several missions were successful because of her, and her discoveries led to many darker things, things she wasn't supposed to know about and pretended not to. The spying weighed on her conscious more and more, but the thieving was something she was really good at. Fast-talking and light on her feet, V could snatch a meal right out from under your nose. It was the only way to do it - the Specters never hunted or bothered to learn how. Instead, they simply stole from others, even from each other.

It was a place V could have stayed her entire life, but it was not to be. A revolution occurred, one that took a long time coming and was just as secret as the Specters themselves. The Specters' leader was overthrown, the organization disbanded, and many dogs were killed. When V finally happened across her aunt after all that time, it was only to find her dead body out in the open. That was the moment V knew that she had to escape, and after months of traveling she now wanders the streets of Islara on her own.


PLAYER:
OOC NAME: Scarlet
OTHER CHARACTERS: Valyria
EXPERIENCE: Like 7 years?
HOW'D YOU FIND US?: Old member
PASSWORD: Accepted.
RP SAMPLE: Already done