The following picture is property of Ashley Wallace...Me. =D
Basic Information
Race: Wolf Kelvic
Age: Appears seventeen in human form...In dog years, though, is one and a half years old.
Gender: Female
Physical description:
Height: Barely touching 5'2
Weight: Around 86 ibs
Eyes: Easily one of her most interesting features. Gigantic pools of aquatic swirl; they seem extremely watery - they're also lacking the sclera, and pupil. Part of her success of being a pickpocket is that it is impossible to know where she's looking; unless you're observant enough to note the faint tilt of her head, or the subtle twitch of light.
Hair: Ash holds an intensely thick, feral mane of hair on her noggin. It seems rather untamable. Her hair is a distinguishable brown, with lighter streaks in it due to much activity in the sun. Yet, despite looking barbaric - like most of Ash - it only falls past shoulder length. When annoyed, Sparrow's hair will act like the hackles of a wolf and puff up. It's rather comical.
A willowly seventeen year old of 5'2", worryingly scrawny. The shocking eyes have brought both pity and scorn; but Ash couldn't give a damn. The cries of 'demon-child!' are quite laughable, really. Splashes of deep bluey-purple sparsely stain alabaster skin, not being allowed to heal due to her firey temper and extremely egotistic ways. Ash is blessed with a cherubic, heart-shaped face with moist lips and a petite button nose that wiggles occasionally when showing displeasure. The face is rather delightful, if only because of the gigantic, exxpressive eyes and the chubby, round cheeks. Mostly, little Sparrow will be seen wearing rather barbaric furs. Torn, usually, because of fights with her fellow wolves. Indeed, our Sparrow's a poorly little thing, with bruises, scratches, and a malnourished seeming buddy. Maybe all the fat from her body goes to her face. The ironic thing is that she appears, and sounds, quite a sweet creature. The harsh accent with harsher words, however, ruin such a thing.
Personality:
A willowly seventeen year old of 5'2", worryingly scrawny. The shocking eyes have brought both pity and scorn; but Ash couldn't give a damn. The cries of 'demon-child!' are quite laughable, really. Splashes of deep bluey-purple sparsely stain alabaster skin, not being allowed to heal due to her firey temper and extremely egotistic ways. Ash is blessed with a cherubic, heart-shaped face with moist lips and a petite button nose that wiggles occasionally when showing displeasure. The youth has an intense fear of pyrophobia. It could be a completely natural thing, or it's the result of a childhood incident. She doesn't tell. However, despite the extremely hostile, over confident, mistrusting nature, Sparrow does have a wonderful sense of humor. She loves to laugh, and finds joy in the simplest of things. See, the problem is with Sparrow - well, one of them - is that she's an alpha trapped in an omega's body. She'll fight, and fight hard to try and prove herself the top dog, when really...she's rather pathetic. It's why she's so battered looking. She has the strangest need to be better than everyone. There's a reason for it, I assure you! As a pack animal, Ash is most certainly a social creature. She loves new people, but she - again, typical of a wolf - is extremely cautious about new things. Don't go near her when she has food or you will be bitten. The girl's quite simply feral. Well, that's natural for someone her race, isn't it?
History: This odd little creature seems to be an exceedingly nomadic individual. There's only one thing on her simple mind, and that's survival and company. Unfortunately, for a long time, the youth has been stuck between two worlds. With a rather unfortunate incident with her Birth Alphas, Ash was left alone at a young age, tiny and afraid. Naturally, she shouldn't have survived. Like any cub left alone by its mother, she should have simply...Well...Died. She didn't, however. The girl survived on scraps, and only scraps. Eventually, she was at a decent age to hunt, and survived in that matter. Many, many times, there were attempts to join other packs. She was too old to be adopted by other wolf packs, and too feral to be taken in by humans. The girl's been alone for a while now, rather untrusting, socially hostile, and with more flaws than good points. As the days went on, Sparrow has found different methods of survival. Brutish mugging is one, but it's not too successful. Thievery, and stealth however, are her forté. She treats it like hunting - and she's a rather natural hunter, after all. Sometimes, she even got contracts for such a thing...Not that she understood the technical aspect, certainly not, but she just knew it gave her money. Having to learn how to survive with humans, or die, Ash practically grew up in their society. She knows how to speak with them, that money can be exchanged for goods, just the fundamentals of it all, really. She's still a rather feral creature, just one who's rather good at common tongue. A VERY uneducated common tongue, sounding rather thuggish, but common tongue nonetheless. Nomadic and a survivalist, Sparrow's only seeming goal in life is to find a pack. That's all her simple little heart desires.
Skills:
Stealth: 30/100 (30 pts - starting package)
Brawling: 10/100 (10 pts - starting package)
Hunting: 10/100 (Racial bonus)
Escape Artist: 10 (10 pts - starting package)
Equipment: (All white fur, presumably from an artic wolf) cloak, shirt, shorts. (Starting package)
Money: 100 gold rimmed mizas (starting money)
Shelter: Tent
Languages: Common tongue.
Threads: None yet!
