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Name:

Alexandra Wolff

Nickname:

Alex

Gender:

Female

Sexuality:

Straight

Age:

20-ish

Role:

Bleep

Power:

Animal shiftier

In tune with nature. (Is that a power?)

Appearance:

Credits go to picrew-- Elena-Illustration

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Alex is a tall young woman with long brown hair and gray eyes. Her left eye happens to be slightly darker than her right. Flecks of dark, almost black line the inside. Dark green glasses frame her eyes in a way that say look at me. She has pale skin that has a very small bit of tan. A tiny amount of freckles line her nose, but a fading as the year moves on. Alex walks with confidence and pride. Her voice strong and demanding. She may be young, be she is not scared. One draw back to her beauty, is she has a scar along her forearm and up her arm to her collar bone. The origin will be reviled, eventually. As for hight, standing 5'10", she is pretty tall. Yaeh, tall. Alex tends to dress in dark gray, maybe some dark blue. Also, sneckers. Nothing else. Barefoot or snecker foot. A muscular frame sets off her string bean build. Fast on her feet, there is a good chance you will have a bloody nose if you tangle with her.

Personality:

Alex is a kind person who is protective of those she loves. Although she can get pretty spunky when annoyed, that rarely happens. She is a go with the flow character. Alex is a smart individual with a troubled past. It will be reviled later in the RP. Because of that, she is socially awkward and protective. She has not been around many people and does not want her friends to have to go through the same. She also happens to be a little clingy from that experience. A little sassy, she tends to speak before thinking. This leads to her coming off as rude. But if you get to know her, you will find a friend who will stop at nothing to make sure you are okay. Physically or mentally. She is slightly theiran, which ties into her power. Shifted, she is more brave and daring, there is nothing she will not do. Beside ask her crush out on a date. You will end up with "Woodoo yoo goo moo daatoo"

Likes:

Dragons, Fighting, wolves, protecting, veggies

Dislikes:

Spell check not working, Baths(Showers are fine, but baths), loneliness, people judging her, Did I mention spelling?

Strengths:

shifting, protecting, and calming people down

Weakness:

shuts down when lonely, limited shifts, social awkwardness, gets motherly when friends are sad or hurt

Back story:

Umm...

Afflictions:

TBD

Crush: Open

Other: I write in first person, I am using a character from another RP.

Ready :P

I stretch and feed my cat (orange tom) some kibble before leaving the house. The sun sits just above the horizon, but it is already crazy hot. I can not wait until I can get somewhere cooler. Like the forest or perhaps a lake. At least we are past the dog days of summer, aka August. I walk away from the sun and into the shadowy undergrowth of the woods. I don't plan on spending the whole day in here, but I would not object.

I debate on shifting. Then I shift. Guess I lost that debate. My black fur catches the few rays of sunshine that could make it through canopy. Turning it hues of kind of a green-blue-ish. I walk under a semi fall tree, making sure to duck my head so I would not have a concussion in the morning or at the moment. Slowly, I slipped through a glade. Today, closer to the middle than I normally would. Just trying to escape the heat. I debate on turning back. I'm losing a lot of debates today. Because I keep walking. I move my pace from walk to a trot. What did I have to do today? I believe it was... Shop? I don't want to. I could deal with whatever. I can go hunting if needed. I'm a shifter. My nose suddenly overwhelmed with the sent of another wolf. But it ends abruptly. Because it is such from, I don't follow it. My brain tells me that I recognize a sentence, but I can't have that information. Thank you, brain.

Pierce froze and backed away into the observatory, shifting back and pulling his bandana up. His sense of smell was jsut as good as a wolf when human, and he could smell another wolf on the prowl. A new owlf. He climbed back down the ladder and shifted, squeezing into the small hole of the entrance. A minute or so later, he popped out, glancing around before hearing a rustle. He hid in the trunk of the fallen tree. He had found the secret when he first moved in, a clever hiding spot. Soon, a black wolf passed by. And... he reconized it. Who is that? And why do I remember them?! He growled to himself softly. He glanced around onced more and changed back to his hawk, flying over the wolf silently.

I walk along steadily. I can hear a hawk above me. I look up. I recognize that hawk. I switch one ear. Either I need coffee, or a nap. Or both. Because I cannot recall the hawk or the wolf scent. "Hey, you there."I woof. I hold my tail in the more hostile position, but not fully. This bird is familiar.

sorry For a small post, it's late.

Great. Well, might as well scare this wolf away by shifting into it's own kind. He swooped down, landing infront of the wolf. He flapped his wings once, soon becoming his usual gray wolf, his dull blue eyes glinting suspisiously. "Who are you?" He growled softly, careful not to show his scar until needed. "Where have you come from?"