Post by Rage on Jul 19, 2011 21:00:23 GMT -5
ISIS
"Don't let these spiders, crawl up beside us, they want to bite us, inject the virus..."
this is me in the flesh,
NAME: Isis
NICKNAME(S): NONE
PRONUNCIATION: ice-is
POSITION: Dominor
taste the sky,
AGE: 4 years
GENDER: Female
BREED: Timber wolf
HEIGHT: 30''
APPEARANCE: Her fur is a mixture of long and short. Long tuffs of fur is seen on her backside in a short mane. She also has long hair on the back of her legs and thighs. The rest around her face, belly, and front of her legs was short fur. She has a short black mane starting from the tip of her head and makes its way down towards the middle of her back, the fur also crossed over her shoulders and rested in a V like pattern in the middle of her chest. A softer shade of gray fur covers her belly and her tail. Her eyes are a stunning gold color. This fae stands a solid 30 inches at her shoulder and is 4 feet in length weighing just 98 pounds. Her main pelt colour is a heavy almost ashen gray. but builds to black along her mane, and in points on her paws.
thoughts that make me go insane,
PERSONALITY: Cold, calculating, determined, ambitious, stubborn, persistent, and cruel could all be words used to describe this wolfess. And all would be quite correct. Isis has little tolerance for strangers trespassing upon her lands, and will often confront the offender with guns blazing, so to speak. She has no qualms about shedding blood, and will do so if she feels the need.
Almost nothing is unobtainable to her, she sees almost everything as a challenge and once she has her sights set on something it isn't often that she gives up until she gets what she is after. Isis tends to be a rather greedy and power hungry wolf. Due to this, she has a high intolerance of weak wolves and feels any time spent in the company of one is wasted time.
Vulnerable isn't something she's used to feeling, So she will never back down from any challenge. All in all, though she's not the kindest creature, but she's a decent being. Any wolves who make it into her pack gain the personal protection of their Alphess whether they want it or not. That, however, doesn't mean she has to like you.
all over my shoulder,
FATHER: Thor
MOTHER: Celine
SIBLINGS: Osiris, Talus, Rane
HISTORY: Isis was born and raised in a pack rather far from the city. His parents, Thor and Celine, pack members, were completely insane. Ever since they had children, they had aspired to overthrow the alpha using their sons and daughter. They pushed their children hard in life, but for some off reason, focused mainly on Isis. She was, after all, the strongest of the four, the one that showed little mercy even in simple pup scuffles. And so Thor and Celine raised her in their own way, molding her innocent young mind into believing that all his alphas did was lie, and drilling it into her vulnerable psyche that she was born to conquer them.
After two years of training indescribably hard and oh so carefully preparing their children, thor and celine were ready to put their plan into action. They were going to, with the help of their kids, kill the alphas and beta in their sleep and then enslave the other wolves. Six wolves against the other four pack members was going to be simple, especially if they managed to subdue a few in their sleep. but Talus, Isis' sister, was always a bit shaky about this scheme. She and her two brothers, Osiris and Rane, had never really been loved by their parents anyway... why should they help crazy Isis become alphess? The day before Thor and Celine's plan was to be carried out, Isis' siblings confessed to the alpha, and promptly thor and Celine were executed. After witnessing this horrific event, Isis raged against the alphen, gaining scars, and respect in killing the alphas. As custom in her pack no one was to help the alpha lest they wish to disrespect them. The alphen dead, Isis looked over the other packmates, and found her traitorous sibblings, killing them as well, ripping out their throats and leaving no trace of their existance by throwing the carcasses over the falls.
She abbandoned her pack to become a loner, but decied to become something more than just scraps of a lost generation. She wandered for days, months, years, grew into a monster and soon found herself among something she didn't quite understand. But it seemed like her kind of place. There were classes of course she found himself among the top class, and at her paws she found slaves. This was ABSOLUTELY DELICIOUS work for the she-wolf, this was the kind of living she would enjoy. No one to stop her from being as cruel as she wanted to be, and all the slaves she could dream of.
