Name: Char
Alias: None yet
Gender: Female
Species: Striderus Wolf- a rather tall breed that I created just for Char. She's tall, leggy, and fluffy-tailed, and others of her breed don't usually get much taller.
Age: 3 1/2 years

Basic Background:

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Sire: Nuran Deceased Dame: Lilka Deceased Siblings: None Mate: None Yet Offspring: None Yet Pack: Grey Paw Rank:Accepted. Aiming for Scout level now.

Description:

Size: Approximately 7.5 feet in length from tip to tail, and about 52 inches (4 ft 4 in) at the shoulder, she is a fairly large fae.
Body Type: Thinner body, tall, and quick.
Fur/Markings: Her base fur is a dark sandy kind of color, with daubs of green undertone. The markings that adorn the sandy fae range from a dark, mottled green to a fiery reddish brown, as if in a gradient. Her mane gradients from a reddish orange at the bangs to a dark auburn, to black at her shoulders. Char's golden hues are speckled with darker yellows and a few spots of green, and are a very prominent feature under her fiery bangs.
Personality: A usually level-headed fae, easy to command, respectful to all.... when she is angered, however, one might think she is rabid- growling threateningly, tearing into those that oppose her, and quite good at manipulating the minds of others. This is one girl you don't want to scorn.
Fighting Style: Out-maneuver the opponent, then make use of any open killing points, such as the throat or underbelly.

History:

Char was born on the outskirts of the swamplands, nearly right on the Red Paw border. Her parents were overjoyed at her arrival, because her mother was almost to be considered infertile- all litters before her had been stillborn. She was raised to move as quietly and quickly through the swamp as possible- and that came easy with natural camouflage. Before she turned one, a set of Red Paw scouts trekked into their den and immediately mistook the family for Grey Paws. A massacre ensued- but Char's mother managed to get the young pup out of the battlefield before she was slain. Char had taken shelter under some tree roots just after her mother had tossed the pup away from the den. Char barely was able to get away after the scouts had vanished. She continued her training alone, striving to meet her father's expectations and to make her mother proud. Recently accepted into the Grey Paws, the femme is working towards being a scout- perfect for her style.

Battle Log:

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Total: 0 Wins: 0 Losses: 0 Draws: 0

Battles:

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None

Relations With Others:
On a scale of -100 to 100.

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100: Mother- I owe my life to you... I promise to make you proud. 100: Father- I learned to be as strong as I can like you wanted... I will make you proud. 70: Shamaah- I have great respect for your accomplishments, oh Grey One, and I wish to join your pack. 5: Jack- You seem interesting enough... manipulative, intelligent... I think I want to be on your good side. 0: Oru- An interesting brute... quiet... lovely colors for one in the swamps. 0: Leinyra- You seem like a decent fae. -10: Emrys- You, little pup, are brave... but as you have taken immediately to Stone, I must keep an eye on you... -20: Stone- You, my dear fae, are so easy to play with. You might not like me, but I certainly like you.

ARTZ:
Trade with Asymp.
Char's MAD. XD