| ◊ I r i s (ai - ruhs) 'Do we simply stare at what's horrible and forgive it?' ▵ Age: 4 Y/O Gender: Damsel Height: 29" Weight: 73 lbs. Physique: A long, lean, and athletic frame. Her limbs are slender but defined. Her fur is bristly and fleecy, lying close to her physique and accentuating her silhouette. 
©Arashiiart on DA Voice: Not overly feminine or soft -- her voice is measured, biting, and a little rough-edged. Scent: Dry earth, sun-warmed stone. Pack: The Mireloch Tribe Role: Huntress ▵ ▸Rancorous ; Staunch ; Hypercritical ; Argumentative ; Candid ◂ ▬ Rancorous -- the dame's bitterness was bolded by disappointment -- not overtly hostile, but tinged with an undertone of resentment that trickles out of her past. Years of letdowns, splintered promises, and agonising truths have left her emotionally calloused. She doesn’t believe in second chances or sweet words; to her, those are currency spent by fools. There's no place in her world for illusions, and she’s painfully aware of the cruelty behind most smiles. Her bitterness is not loud -- it's subtle, manifesting in cutting remarks, narrowed eyes, and a voice tinged with disdain. 'Spare me the compassion. I’ve had enough wolves pretend to care before they sank their teeth in.' ▵ ▬ Staunch -- to what is right. Fiercely committed -- not to individuals, but to her ironclad sense of justice. Right and wrong are not flexible concepts to her; they are carved into her bones. She won’t follow blindly, not even for an alpha. Her allegiance lies with truth, with fairness, with the survival of those who deserve it. 'I don’t need recognition. I just need to know we did the right thing.' ▵ ▬ Hypocritical -- Iris observes the tribe with an analytical, often critical eye. She sizes up feebleness almost in an instant and rarely revises her first impressions. Whether it's laziness, incompetence, vanity, or cowardice, she has no tolerance for what she deems faults. While she does not go out of her way to belittle her peers, she does not obscure her disdain either. Her words are clipped, and her expressions make her opinion clear long before she speaks. 'I don’t need to hear the reason. I saw the result — and it was forlorn.' ▵ ▬ Argumentative -- the dame has fire that refuses to be extinguished -- a combativeness that pulses through her blood like wildfire. Her spirit is acute, fierce, and unbending. Her defiance is not rooted in rebellion for its own sake -- it’s born of self-respect. She will not be dismissed, demeaned, or restrained without a verbal or physical altercation. Every glare, snarl, or whip-fast retort is a testament to a soul undinclined to bow. 'Say that again -- with your chest this time.' ▵ ▬ Candid -- Iris comments without filters, without pause, and without regard for fragile egos. Where wolves tiptoe around truth, Iris stomps straight through it. Her words are precise, often biting, and never softened for comfort. She believes in honesty as a survival aptitude -- anything less is dangerous. 'No, you didn’t do fine. You nearly got us all killed.' ▵ Dam: Ysoria [Alive] Sire: Achard [Deceased] Kin(s): Vida, Idris, Vernesta, Zaal Bondmate: Vonn -- her mate years ago, abandoned her in the time of crisis.
Litter: N/A ▵ RP(s) Iris is in -- .. .. | 
Fall Month: 2 
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