Post by dotgunner on Jul 17, 2010 19:20:02 GMT -6
s i t k a
"The quiet scares me 'cause it screams the truth."
"The quiet scares me 'cause it screams the truth."
--- Age;
4 years
--- Gender;
Female
--- Personality;
Sitka comes from a dark, dark past. She was taken young from her parents at the early age of 6 months, then thrown into the world of hustling. At times, when she was too weak to fend for herself or even find food, she would hook up with anyone that could. Most of the time, they were males, and readily charged her for their services. She would suffer until she was strong enough to stand on her own feet, then ran at the first opportunity.
Her past has molded her into an uncaring individual, who only has concerns for herself. She doesn't really like anyone, but has a particular hate for males. Only the most willing, patient wolf could possibly break down the barrier that separates Sitka from the world.
--- Appearances;
However ugly her personality may be, she's quiet stunning. She's tall, made mostly out of legs, and is perfectly curved and amazingly lean. Her coat is softer then that of a rabbit's, and her ears perky and alert. Her long legs dip out of her sculpted chest, then gradually curve into dainty paws capable of slashing bellies and carrying her away at the first signs of danger. Her head, really, is the amazing part. It is built like a German Shepherd's, a graceful drop from her broad forehead to her long, black muzzle. Her nose is shiny, even in a state of weakness. Her teeth are white, and sharp. Sitka's eyes are a beautiful shade of green that can captivate and melt your heart.
--- Mate;
None
--- Kin;
None that she can readily remember.
--- Pups;
None, but she'd like some, eventually.
--- Enemies;
No enemies YET, but she'll probably have a handful.
--- Friends;
None.