Name: Kyuubi
Age: 1.5
Gender: Female
Breed: British Columbia Wolf
Height: 3.5 ft.
Length: 4.5 ft.
Weight: 115 lbs.
Appearance: Cinnamon to a dusky brown color for the back ground of her bodice. Speckles of white and gray on her rump and on her right shoulder. Claws are black, eyes are sapphire. White on the belly starting at the front of the chest between the legs, all the way to the stomach area. She is missing one fang that she got from a previous battle. So therefore, she is known as 'Half Tooth' a lot by her enemies. Scars also cover her body. One on her right shoulder is gray and some of the hair is missing out of it. One on her right front leg. Bite marks. Several on her tail. Bite marks. Her eye has a scar over that as well. It starts at the top of her skull, runs down and ends on the bottom of her maw on the left side. She has two white socks on both her right front and left back legs. Her tail is speckled white at the tip. Similar to a foxes tail.
Personality: She is not your typical simple minded wolf. She is logical. Thinks like clock work. Uses strategies to plan out her movements, and predicts... A LOT. She is the kind that looks before she leaps. She tends to be hanging out with the older types of wolves, for they have more knowledge than the others and have more experience that they are willing to share. Some wolves that are cocky, over confident, inexperienced, most of the time she will chase off. Those that ruin the hunt because they are not sure of how to lead it, she chases off. Basically, she spends most of her time with the elders, for she feels much safer with them if her life were to be in any danger.
History:
Not much you can say about this one. Not much for she remembers little of her past. She will tell you the story on her own.
Forgive me if this story will seem rushed. However, I know little for I will speak little. My story begins, when I was just a pup. Yeah, all stories begin this way. No other way around it, and there is no way I am making it all fancy shmancy. Just not happening. Anyway, I was a pup born from my mothers womb on the hottest day of summer that morning. Already, my mom was sick and over heated. We lived in a small cave den, so it almost never stayed cool, or never got hot in the winter. It wasn't the best place, but by the time my mother was in labor, it was the only place to go. My father was not the most parental type unit out there. He and my mother were just three. Fell in love due to sexual attraction. They got the crash course. So they were just guessing. My mothers instincts kicked in so it was normal for her. My father was confused all the time. He wasn't sure of what to make of me. He wanted a boy. A nice strong warrior for his ever building pack. He got me instead. Whoopee. So now what? Well, the worst was yet to come. My father never paid attention to me. Especially when I needed him most. When my mother died. She had gotten sick from the heat when it got too hot. My father was unsure of what to do. So when she died, he abandoned me. I was only three months at the time. To my luck, a Zeta was nearby. Some one who takes care of pups. She took me in and nurtured me until I was big enough for my own looking after. That wouldn't be until nine months later.
Well. It was now winter if I do recall. And I had never seen this much snow! To see this much white was practically blinding to the eye. However, it was still fun. Trying to make snow balls with your nose freezes it, but when trying to kick it, it poofs into nothing. How entertaining is that? However, I knew when I would get older I would lose that magic and interest in it. I still lived like I hadn't had a clue about it. My 'sisters' and 'brothers' or step-siblings if you want to call them all played with me. It was quite fun really. I was ten months at the time. Two more to go until I was okay to take care of myself. Naturally, us wolves would not leave until the age of two. However, I had a feeling that might come a little early...
Suddenly, I saw something on the horizon. A creature on two legs. My step mother came rushing in with her hackles up and ready to kill. I tried to imitate her. It was different and felt weird. She instructed me to stay back for this was Man. She said that Man used us for food and clothing. And even shelter with our hides. They would kill us for them. I started to step away. The Man said one word, and she ran over to him! What was that all about? I tilted my head to the side as I watched her get all submissive to him. How pathetic. "It is alright. This one is safe." she said as she looked at me. I stepped away. She frowned as she watched me. CHAAAAAAARGE! I shouted as I ran to the man and basically toppled him over when I jumped. My step mother laughed as she watched me. The Man seemed to enjoy it too. Smiling, he had her follow him home as he took me in his arms.
That night, we shared the most wonderful meat I had ever put my mouth on! I kept wanting more and more until my belly was full. My step mother laid beside me. I saw two of the Man talking as I watched them. They were yelling enough to wake up my step mother. Suddenly, one of them puts a hard thing around my neck and drags me off. My step mother tried to get me back, but she too was held back and eventually chased off. I tried to scream for help, but the thing was too tight around my neck to even breath. Finally, I came to a stop half knocked out from choking. Then something hit my butt. It hurt! I yelped as I got up and looked around and tried to run. But I was tossed back. I looked and saw I was tied up to this crazy contraction. What was this? I tried chewing through it with my teeth, but they eventually hurt. I looked up and saw that he was saying something to me that I didn't understand. I tried telling him that, but then all I could remember after that was my head hurting badly.
I was there for two months. I was now one year old. Time for me to take my leave. I was so tired from being up all night trying to get untied. And I was barely fed, so I was so hungry. I sat there with my coat covered in snow. I was basically fully grown. I would not get larger than this. Opening my eyes slowly, I saw a little girl with a doll... and that delicious meat. I whined and licked my chops as I looked at it. She laughed at me. That gave me an idea. I sat up on my legs and held my front paws in the air. She laughed some more! I walked over to the pole and started chewing on the tie as if to tell her to free me. She stopped smiling for a moment. I did it again and leaned down on my front legs with my rump in the air as it swung back and forth showing her I wanted to play. All these I learned from the dogs I watched. She smiled as she came running over to untie me. She groaned as she pulled at the rope. Finally, it went snap and I ran to the weird building that was shaped like a tree from the ground and rolled and rolled. She laughed as she came over and rubbed my belly. An older man also came over and frowned. I immediately got into the submissive position on my back with my tail on my belly. Surprised, he smiled and rubbed my belly. Finally I sat up and handed him my paw as I looked to her jerky. He spoke something to her as he took the jerky from her and broke it in half. Less than a second, I took the jerky and split. I was halfway out of the camp when I looked back to see him running after me. I ran into the bushes and was never seen again.
Well, that is my story. That was less detailed than what I could have given you, but my head is still empty from the times it was hit so much.
Yeah I added more info ya know. Just because I could. Made it more official and interesting ya know?