Post by naia on Dec 16, 2006 7:33:17 GMT -5
Dubbance: Naia
Chromosone: XX (Female)
Rotations: 2
Pictured:
Naia is a large wolf for her age, towering over many of the wolves that think of themselves as 'large'. But she isn't large in the form of a brute, for although she is strong and muscled well, she has long legs that elevate her high off the ground. Her head is similar to that of any other wolf, just slightly larger to house the jaws she inherited. She's a very elegant wolf, it's plain to see it.
Her pelt is thick, but not overly, making her appear slightly larger than she is. Her coat is coloured brown, blue and purple because of a genetic disorder she had suffered from (the disorder only affected her pelt colour, she is not sickly in any way). Her coat is mainly brown, with a faint purple brindle over her spine. The suprising aspect to see is the blue on her pelt. A streak passes over her right eye, and some is defined on her lower muzzle. Her chest and the underside of her neck is hued this colour too, but is seperated from the blue on her muzzle by a marking off brown. Both fore-legs are hued blue also. Stomach is left brown, so is her left hind leg, her right has an odd marking off blue down it, starting on her thigh and ending just below her 'knee'. The underside of her tail is also blue.
Her eyes are large, hued in bright gold, her nose is the usual black. Her ears are the only part of her coat that are hued similar to a normal wolf, they are black and grey.
Memoirs:
As a cub, she was brown, the colour of all her siblings. Her very early childhood was pleasant, living like a pup should with knowledge only of play and nothing to do with the dangers of the world. But at the age of about 6 months, she began to grow far larger than her siblings, and her pelt began to change colour from brown, to blue on certain parts of her body.
Her family began to poke fun at her, first in a friendly way, but soon it began hateful and painful for the youngster. She became the Pack's sikla, shunned for the markings that she had been cursed with.
She was one, and it was her time to leave her homelands and travel, get away from the hate that was obviously felt toward her. In the dead of night, she ran away from her Pack, running all night and all day - for several days non-stop - until she arrived in the woodlands of transylvania.
Photographed: Coming soon, I must draw it first.