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Date Posted: 23:42:22 02/08/03 Sat
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*mutters about the evilness of forgetting to confirm post, but thinking she had.*
Your Name: Kunst
*Your e-mail: insanity_dwells_here@yahoo.com
Name: Nincé kelc ancur (yes, the c makes a "ts" sound, oh, and to simplify it it's shortened to:) Ni'ke'tsur (nih-keh-tsoor), or Nik to her friends
Age: 2.5
Breed: timer/grey wolf
Gender: female
Appearance:
pretty much the standard grey wolf brown eyes, grey face, back, nape and tail with sandy cream coloring blending into white on the face, legs, and underbelly. The distinguishing feature she carries is the missing piece of her right ear lost in a skirmish with another pack member. She has a medium build, but knows how to use it.
*Personality
She can be somewhat cocky and has a rather dominant personality. She isn't one to give out her respect freely and doesn't readily accept authority figures unless they've proven themselves. Despite having a few rough edges she has good intentions, wishing to be the best and that those around her have the best.
*History:
As a cub she was always the dominant of the group, which proceeded up to adulthood, she learned a few tough lessons about size and picking the right fights as she tested the authority of those around her. If it hadn't been for her misfortune of being trapped and relocated from her home she may have made it all the way to alpha in a few years.
Ni'ke'tsur peered curiously about her, she'd been walking for days, it'd been a while since she heard, smelled, or even saw another wolf. She stopped dead in her tracks as the first wafts of the familiar scent reached her sensitive nostrils. Others were here, a good amount of them too. They had been in and out of this place, apparently to join others. She cocked her ear towards a possible noise and waited.
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