Post by malaysia on May 12, 2006 7:52:30 GMT -8
... Q U I C K . R E F E R E N C E ...
Gender - Female
Species - Wolf
Aged - Three Years
Pelt - Dried Blood
Optics - Red
Main Trait - Smart
Side - Evil
Would work for - No-one. Or work for them and stab them in the back.
Would employ - Anyone; so long as she gets her way. Then she'll stab them in the back too.
Enjoys - Smirking silently. It unnerves the wolves around her.
Hates - Males. Alpha's. Particularly alpha males.
Side - Evil
Would work for - No-one. Or work for them and stab them in the back.
Would employ - Anyone; so long as she gets her way. Then she'll stab them in the back too.
Enjoys - Smirking silently. It unnerves the wolves around her.
Hates - Males. Alpha's. Particularly alpha males.
... L O O K . C L O S E R ...
Name:
Malaysia
Age:
Four years
Gender:
Female
Name:
Malaysia
Age:
Four years
Gender:
Female
Appearance/description:
Malaysia does not have many markings that set her apart from the rest - in act, she has no markings what so ever. Her coat is thick and lusturous, sporting the colour of dried blood. It is this pelt that acts as a warning; the way the bright colours of a poisonous snake warn passers by of the danger of coming closer. Her eyes are really the most important thing about her - though they are only a rich dark brown in colour, they have an odd attribute to them. Sometimes, they shine red - perhaps a glint of light, or some other mad reason makes this so. Her claws are always extended - which is no surprise as wolves lack to ability to withdraw them - and they are a stained rusty black colour, almost letting them blend in with her fur. Overall she has a muscular body, lined with strength, yet still very agile.
Personality:
This wolfess is a very deep soul, exceeding most in wisdom and always thinking. Had she gone up the path to rightousness the world would have greatly benefited from her ways. But bad luck, for she soon found her path in the dark forests, in the deep shadows, in the alley ways and hideouts. For Malaysia is what some may call evil. She will never freely admit this, for she knows that the worst kind of villan is one who cannot hide behind his mask, cannot lure his enemies into that strangling false sense of security. The best type of villan is the one who is never suspected as a threat, yet known for their power. And it is this type of villan Malaysia is.
Malaysia never trusts, though others can be tricked into thinking so. Everything she does is only done because it will benefit her at soome point in time. Lies are her friends, and she bends them to her advantage, tricking and decieving continuously, but keeping up an act that makes others believe she is talking of realities.
Malaysia does not have many markings that set her apart from the rest - in act, she has no markings what so ever. Her coat is thick and lusturous, sporting the colour of dried blood. It is this pelt that acts as a warning; the way the bright colours of a poisonous snake warn passers by of the danger of coming closer. Her eyes are really the most important thing about her - though they are only a rich dark brown in colour, they have an odd attribute to them. Sometimes, they shine red - perhaps a glint of light, or some other mad reason makes this so. Her claws are always extended - which is no surprise as wolves lack to ability to withdraw them - and they are a stained rusty black colour, almost letting them blend in with her fur. Overall she has a muscular body, lined with strength, yet still very agile.
Personality:
This wolfess is a very deep soul, exceeding most in wisdom and always thinking. Had she gone up the path to rightousness the world would have greatly benefited from her ways. But bad luck, for she soon found her path in the dark forests, in the deep shadows, in the alley ways and hideouts. For Malaysia is what some may call evil. She will never freely admit this, for she knows that the worst kind of villan is one who cannot hide behind his mask, cannot lure his enemies into that strangling false sense of security. The best type of villan is the one who is never suspected as a threat, yet known for their power. And it is this type of villan Malaysia is.
Malaysia never trusts, though others can be tricked into thinking so. Everything she does is only done because it will benefit her at soome point in time. Lies are her friends, and she bends them to her advantage, tricking and decieving continuously, but keeping up an act that makes others believe she is talking of realities.
History:
The past of this femme is laced with odditites, murders, and deciet. For reasons she has never spoken of, Malaysia slaughtered her own father - Korin, a respected Alpha of the time - along with most of her own pack. Few survived, and those that did were too traumatized to ever speak of the time again.
From there, Malaysia travelled, through many packlands. Several times she laid her name to a pack and crept through the ranks, lying, cheating and bribing her way to the top. Throughout her times travelling, she murdered numberless wolves, including Antonio, another respected Alpha, and also Maia, a mere puppy. Any males that crossed her path, found that crossing to be their very last.
Things in her life became more complicated when she stumbled upon the Carpathian pack and was pushed into its ranks. For the first time, she climbed those ranks without staining her claws and she even felt some pride at this. But her Alpha; Incubus. Oh how she despised him. The two were alike in strength and smarts, and so their arguments were many and their actual tooth and claw fights were equal to none.
There came a day in Spring. As Malaysia took up another quarrel with Incubus, she felt the searing pain of female heat rushing through her veins; she regrets now how noticable it was. All at once Incubus was upon her, and the two mated, much against Malaysia's will.
She gave him three puppies; two males, and a single female. Malaysia sneered at them, and chose to name only one - Traska, the darkest of the litter. Inucbus named the rest, and Malaysia chose not to care. But, a mother she was, and instincts she had, so she cared for them until they left her.
Free now of puppies, and ready for vengance, Malaysia found Incubus once more and the two battled for hours on end. As has once been said, their strengths were matched, and it was only when both began to tire that a winner emerged; Incubus, with his last fighting spirit, launched Malaysia over his shoulder and down the cliffside.
Luckily, it wasn't such a great fall, and Malaysia managed to survived. She remained on the gorge floor for two days, howling her own name to the skies - the name that now, no-one could forget.
Then, the beast fled.
Alliances;
None. Ever.
Enemies;
Snowdrift?
Siri and her rouge pack.
Desired Ranking;
Alpha female; but not via claiming a land, via cheating, lying, and slaughtering her way to the top.
Current Ranking;
Alpha female of Red Oak.
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