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Description
:: I D E N T I T Y ::

Name: Isabelle
Nicknames: Izzy, Bella

Gender: Female

Age: Adolescent (2 years old)

Height: 27 inch (will be 30 inches when fully grown)

Weight: 50lbs (will be about 70lbs when fully grown)

Voice: (Can be either a link to an actor, or a description of their voice, or both!) Kimiko Glenn www.youtube.com/watch?v=OKLXA2…

Bloodline/s: Timber

Physical Description: (Defining traits or features about your character - Build, scars, gait, posture. Don't worry about fur color and pattern that's what the art is for.) Isabelle is a smaller Timber wolf, and will probably be on the smaller side her whole life. She carries herself with her head held low and ears almost always flicking around, keeping alert incase of any danger. She has no visible scars, but under her fur has has a few marks and bruises that might never fully go away.

Pack or Guild: Onni Pack
Rank: New Found

:: P E R S O N A L I T Y ::

Traits: (Minimum of 6 traits - 3 good and 3 bad.) - = bad, + = good, x = neutral.
-Dependant
-Envious
-Irrational
xClumsy
+Sympathetic
+Perfectionist
+Honest

In Depth: (A detailed description of their personality, minimum of 150 words.) Izzy is a very flighty and flaky young wolf. Intelligence isn't exactly her strong suit, leading to quite a few stupid decisions. She fares terribly when left by entirely herself and prefers to stick closely with her other pack members. She grows envious very quickly if someone has something or someone she doesn't, and is terrible at hiding her feelings. Logic and reasoning don't often occur in her mind, leading to irrational behavior. However, she cares deeply for her fellow wolves and is always willing to help a friend in need. She'll gladly share her opinion or tell the truth should the situation call for it, and she wants everything in her life to be as perfect as can be. Due to having been raised as a pet, she has poor (but livable) hunting skills and tends to trip over herself. Time spent with the park rangers helped quite a bit, but she'll never be as good at hunting as the wolves who were born and raised in freedom.

:: H I S T O R Y ::
Pre-Group History: (A description of their history. A minimum of 200 words. Be sure you include puphood to current age.)
Warm. That was the only word Isabelle could use to describe the start of her life. The warmth of her family's love, the warmth of her mother's milk. She came into the world with five other siblings, born somewhere in the middle, in a small kennel. It was crowded already with just her mother, but now there was six cubs taking up space. This wasn't a sanctuary, or the wilderness, but a breeding facility hidden in what used to be a dog kennel. Aisles were filled with other canine families, all different breeds. Isabelle's mother, Annette, was a rarity in the breeding kennel. She was a wolf, and if it weren't for the traps they had set she would have had her cubs out in the wilderness where they belonged, but there was one specific client who insisted on having a wolf pack. Soon after she was born, Isabelle and her family were moved into a large, dark home. The home smelled of horrible things; death, sex, pot, and humans who hadn't showered in god knows how long. Conditions were far from ideal, but they were livable. This was where Isabelle and her siblings would be living for the start of their lives.

She had the privilege of not being separated from her mother immediately. Annette did her best to keep all her pups protected from the more foul smelling humans, but after a few months the pups were able to eat on their own and her services were no longer needed. She didn't go out without a fight, biting and growling any of the men who dared to go near her, thrashing against her captors until the bullet entered her side. Isabelle howled and yipped in horror, watching as her mother fell limp and was dragged away by the men. The cubs began 'training' under the hand of their master. The normal play Isabelle initiated in with her siblings turned into battles, and meals became a privilege instead of a normal occurrence.

Isabelle resented her master, but learned quickly how to survive in the harsh conditions. She began throwing fights on purpose, eating her sibling's food while they slept to keep her strength up. Instead of acting hostile towards the foul smelling humans, she learned how to fake affection towards them to earn more food. Isabelle became a favorite of her master due to her more passive nature. She was useless as a guard wolf, but made a nice trophy to keep at his side to intimidate colleagues. Isabelle was moved from the room she shared with her siblings into a large bedroom belonging to her master. This room became a prison of a different kind. She was left alone for hours or days at a time, her only interaction with other creatures being a plate of food given to her twice a day. Her only time outside of the room was when her master needed to intimidate someone, kicking or hitting her to rile her up before letting the snarling, angry looking young wolf out on a leash to show to those late on their payments.

Her hell ended shortly after her first birthday. Crashing, doors being kicked in, and a few gunshots woke the sleeping juvenile in the dead of night. It had been days since she last saw her master, and almost a full day since her last feeding. Isabelle jumped up onto the bed, shaking with fear when the door to her bedroom prison was kicked in. Large humans with guns entered the room and began tearing it apart. One of the humans attended to Isabelle, leashing her up with a short lead and taking her from the home. Sitting out on the lawn with her siblings, Isabelle watched as the house was emptied and searched. Their life as slaves to the horrible man was finally over.

Isabelle was taken alongside her siblings to a vet who specialized in exotic pets and was evaluated. She was much more aggressive towards the veterinarian than her siblings, having to be sedated to receive proper treatment. They came to the conclusion that she could be eventually released back into the wild, and from that point on she had no idea what happened to her siblings. She was yet again separated from them and taken to the Lunar Wildlife Facility, a strange place with even stranger humans. She was given her own little room, but unlike before she was allowed food whenever she wanted it. The rangers were much nicer than the last humans she lived with, training the young wolf on how to hunt with fun games. They would tie a stuffed rabbit to a string and let her chase it to build her running skills, hide various meats to train her tracking abilities, all things Isabelle thought of as fun games. She was still quite wary of humans, but they would constantly reassure her that this was the last human interaction she would ever need.

Months passed by, and Isabelle soon began being introduced to the wilderness. It started with a few hours at a time with the accompaniment of the rangers, but eventually she was allowed out to explore on her own. Then the glorious day came when she would be released out for the last time. The tags she had around her neck to identify her as a rehab patient were removed, she was taken deep into the sanctuary and released. Just a few days before her second birthday, she was given the early gift of freedom. The first few weeks were difficult, but it wasn't long until she met a pack to join. The pack was made up of younger, friendly wolves who didn't mind Isabelle intruding in their territory. They saw she was young and inexperienced, and it wasn't long before she was allowed to join them officially as a New Found. Isabelle doesn't attempt to hide her gratitude towards her new pack, and adores meeting her new pack mates. Her new family.

Group History: (N/A until your character has been accepted.)
:: R E L A T I O N S H I P S ::
May substitute with Relationship Meme
NPCs are allowed but must be marked as such

Mate: x
Family:
Father: Unknown (NPC. If anyone would like to play him, feel free!)
Mother: Annette (Deceased)
Siblings: 2 brothers, 4 sisters (NPCs. Anyone can feel free to play one of them if they want)

:: A V A I L A B I L I T Y ::
Timezone: Eastern Standard Time
Preferred Methods:
Notes: No
Comments: No
Skype: Yes
Docs: No
Other: DeviantArt Chatroom
:: O T H E R N O T E S ::
(Anything else you want to add!)
-Isabelle suffers from night terrors, resulting in days without sleep in fear of them.
-She has no idea what came of her siblings, but has little interest in trying to find them. She wants to forget as much of her past as possible.
-She is Bisexual, but as of right now has no interest in ever having pups of her own
________________________________________________________________________________________________

...Even I don't know how I made that big of a backstory. I wanted her to be an abused pet, and for a wolf I couldn't just bullsh*t some backstory. If anyone would like to play a sibling, I could design/help design one for you. Same goes for her father. At least I've improved on wolf/canine anatomy, so I've got that going for me.

STOP! YOU MAY NOT TRACE, BASE, OR STEAL!

Description
:: I D E N T I T Y ::

Name: Isabelle
Nicknames: Izzy, Bella

Gender: Female

Age: Adolescent (2 years old)

Height: 27 inch (will be 30 inches when fully grown)

Weight: 50lbs (will be about 70lbs when fully grown)

Voice: (Can be either a link to an actor, or a description of their voice, or both!) Kimiko Glenn www.youtube.com/watch?v=OKLXA2…

Bloodline/s: Timber

Physical Description: (Defining traits or features about your character - Build, scars, gait, posture. Don't worry about fur color and pattern that's what the art is for.) Isabelle is a smaller Timber wolf, and will probably be on the smaller side her whole life. She carries herself with her head held low and ears almost always flicking around, keeping alert incase of any danger. She has no visible scars, but under her fur has has a few marks and bruises that might never fully go away.

Pack or Guild: Onni Pack
Rank: New Found

:: P E R S O N A L I T Y ::

Traits: (Minimum of 6 traits - 3 good and 3 bad.) - = bad, + = good, x = neutral.
-Dependant
-Envious
-Irrational
xClumsy
+Sympathetic
+Perfectionist
+Honest

In Depth: (A detailed description of their personality, minimum of 150 words.) Izzy is a very flighty and flaky young wolf. Intelligence isn't exactly her strong suit, leading to quite a few stupid decisions. She fares terribly when left by entirely herself and prefers to stick closely with her other pack members. She grows envious very quickly if someone has something or someone she doesn't, and is terrible at hiding her feelings. Logic and reasoning don't often occur in her mind, leading to irrational behavior. However, she cares deeply for her fellow wolves and is always willing to help a friend in need. She'll gladly share her opinion or tell the truth should the situation call for it, and she wants everything in her life to be as perfect as can be. Due to having been raised as a pet, she has poor (but livable) hunting skills and tends to trip over herself. Time spent with the park rangers helped quite a bit, but she'll never be as good at hunting as the wolves who were born and raised in freedom.

:: H I S T O R Y ::
Pre-Group History: (A description of their history. A minimum of 200 words. Be sure you include puphood to current age.)
Warm. That was the only word Isabelle could use to describe the start of her life. The warmth of her family's love, the warmth of her mother's milk. She came into the world with five other siblings, born somewhere in the middle, in a small kennel. It was crowded already with just her mother, but now there was six cubs taking up space. This wasn't a sanctuary, or the wilderness, but a breeding facility hidden in what used to be a dog kennel. Aisles were filled with other canine families, all different breeds. Isabelle's mother, Annette, was a rarity in the breeding kennel. She was a wolf, and if it weren't for the traps they had set she would have had her cubs out in the wilderness where they belonged, but there was one specific client who insisted on having a wolf pack. Soon after she was born, Isabelle and her family were moved into a large, dark home. The home smelled of horrible things; death, sex, pot, and humans who hadn't showered in god knows how long. Conditions were far from ideal, but they were livable. This was where Isabelle and her siblings would be living for the start of their lives.

She had the privilege of not being separated from her mother immediately. Annette did her best to keep all her pups protected from the more foul smelling humans, but after a few months the pups were able to eat on their own and her services were no longer needed. She didn't go out without a fight, biting and growling any of the men who dared to go near her, thrashing against her captors until the bullet entered her side. Isabelle howled and yipped in horror, watching as her mother fell limp and was dragged away by the men. The cubs began 'training' under the hand of their master. The normal play Isabelle initiated in with her siblings turned into battles, and meals became a privilege instead of a normal occurrence.

Isabelle resented her master, but learned quickly how to survive in the harsh conditions. She began throwing fights on purpose, eating her sibling's food while they slept to keep her strength up. Instead of acting hostile towards the foul smelling humans, she learned how to fake affection towards them to earn more food. Isabelle became a favorite of her master due to her more passive nature. She was useless as a guard wolf, but made a nice trophy to keep at his side to intimidate colleagues. Isabelle was moved from the room she shared with her siblings into a large bedroom belonging to her master. This room became a prison of a different kind. She was left alone for hours or days at a time, her only interaction with other creatures being a plate of food given to her twice a day. Her only time outside of the room was when her master needed to intimidate someone, kicking or hitting her to rile her up before letting the snarling, angry looking young wolf out on a leash to show to those late on their payments.

Her hell ended shortly after her first birthday. Crashing, doors being kicked in, and a few gunshots woke the sleeping juvenile in the dead of night. It had been days since she last saw her master, and almost a full day since her last feeding. Isabelle jumped up onto the bed, shaking with fear when the door to her bedroom prison was kicked in. Large humans with guns entered the room and began tearing it apart. One of the humans attended to Isabelle, leashing her up with a short lead and taking her from the home. Sitting out on the lawn with her siblings, Isabelle watched as the house was emptied and searched. Their life as slaves to the horrible man was finally over.

Isabelle was taken alongside her siblings to a vet who specialized in exotic pets and was evaluated. She was much more aggressive towards the veterinarian than her siblings, having to be sedated to receive proper treatment. They came to the conclusion that she could be eventually released back into the wild, and from that point on she had no idea what happened to her siblings. She was yet again separated from them and taken to the Lunar Wildlife Facility, a strange place with even stranger humans. She was given her own little room, but unlike before she was allowed food whenever she wanted it. The rangers were much nicer than the last humans she lived with, training the young wolf on how to hunt with fun games. They would tie a stuffed rabbit to a string and let her chase it to build her running skills, hide various meats to train her tracking abilities, all things Isabelle thought of as fun games. She was still quite wary of humans, but they would constantly reassure her that this was the last human interaction she would ever need.

Months passed by, and Isabelle soon began being introduced to the wilderness. It started with a few hours at a time with the accompaniment of the rangers, but eventually she was allowed out to explore on her own. Then the glorious day came when she would be released out for the last time. The tags she had around her neck to identify her as a rehab patient were removed, she was taken deep into the sanctuary and released. Just a few days before her second birthday, she was given the early gift of freedom. The first few weeks were difficult, but it wasn't long until she met a pack to join. The pack was made up of younger, friendly wolves who didn't mind Isabelle intruding in their territory. They saw she was young and inexperienced, and it wasn't long before she was allowed to join them officially as a New Found. Isabelle doesn't attempt to hide her gratitude towards her new pack, and adores meeting her new pack mates. Her new family.

Group History: (N/A until your character has been accepted.)
:: R E L A T I O N S H I P S ::
May substitute with Relationship Meme
NPCs are allowed but must be marked as such

Mate: x
Family:
Father: Unknown (NPC. If anyone would like to play him, feel free!)
Mother: Annette (Deceased)
Siblings: 2 brothers, 4 sisters (NPCs. Anyone can feel free to play one of them if they want)

:: A V A I L A B I L I T Y ::
Timezone: Eastern Standard Time
Preferred Methods:
Notes: No
Comments: No
Skype: Yes
Docs: No
Other: DeviantArt Chatroom
:: O T H E R N O T E S ::
(Anything else you want to add!)
-Isabelle suffers from night terrors, resulting in days without sleep in fear of them.
-She has no idea what came of her siblings, but has little interest in trying to find them. She wants to forget as much of her past as possible.
-She is Bisexual, but as of right now has no interest in ever having pups of her own
________________________________________________________________________________________________

...Even I don't know how I made that big of a backstory. I wanted her to be an abused pet, and for a wolf I couldn't just bullsh*t some backstory. If anyone would like to play a sibling, I could design/help design one for you. Same goes for her father. At least I've improved on wolf/canine anatomy, so I've got that going for me.

STOP! YOU MAY NOT TRACE, BASE, OR STEAL!