Selia

[Moon.]

I'm good at what I do, but what I do isn't nice.

Birth Name ::Selia
Pronunciation :: Seal-lea-ah
Meaning :: Unknown
Nick Names :: General
Aliases ::
Age :: 6 1/2 Years
Gender :: Female
Species :: Canine
Breed :: 40% Dire 60% BBD
Height :: 3'7 ft
Weight :: 130lbs


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{FAMILY}
::I know
There's nothing I could say
To change that part
To change that part
To change...

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Mate :: None
Sexuality ::Straight
Past Mates :: Cerilum
Other :: None
Offspring :: Cimmaron, Dureza, Tage
Father :: Evon
Mother :: Anavel
Siblings :: Ronali, Zeek
Grandfather :: Zeerof
Grandmother :: Minevara


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{ALLEGIANCES}
::So many
Bright lights been cast a shadow
But can I speak?
Well is it hard understanding
I'm incomplete
A life that's so demanding
I get so weak
And all their souls are burning
I can't speak

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Pack/Pride ::
Rank ::
Past Packs/Prides :: Zealous
Past Ranks :: General
Current Location ::
Friends ::
Enemies ::
Allies ::
Acquaintances ::
Other ::


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{PHYSICAL}
::I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing you can say can stop me going home
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Main Color :: Dark grey.
Secondary Color :: Light grey.
Marking Color :: Light grey and a light shade of black.
Eye Color :: Sage green.
Build :: Tall and broad, average weight, and healthy muscling.
Fur Texture :: Rough, bristle like. Wired.
Scars :: Three down her snout and shoulders, two small one on each of her forelegs. A large 'x' on her right thigh.
Diseases/Disorders :: None
Quirks :: Her accent, 'w's pronuced as 'v's.
Summary ::
Pretty big for a female she is a powerful force when is comes to fighting and is pretty darn scary looking with her scars to boot. Talking to her is like trying to get anwsers out of a rock, can't, and won't be done. Give up while you still have some patience.


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{MENTAL}
::Can you see
My eyes are shining bright
Cause I'm out here
On the other side
Of the jet black hotel mirror
And I'm so weak
Is it hard understanding
I'm incomplete
And all their souls are burning
I get weak
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Likes :: Sunsets, dreams of her old packlife, pups, dreaming of her pups.
Dislikes :: Hot weather, nightmares of The Final Battle
Values :: Courage, strength, traits of a warrior
Postive Traits :: Experience, wisdom, strength
Negative Traits :: Her rather foul language
Personality Type :: Angry elder.
Phobias :: None
Manias :: None
Disorders :: None
Habits :: Staring out into space
Summary :: If not for the cruel scars that mark her pelt and the obvious muscles of a harder life she might seem as nothing more then a grumpy elder. The only outright expression is a deep frown, glaring at the world it seems. Sage orbs are almost always narrowed, the blind eye and continusly detoriating eyesight contributing factors to her scowling looks. One of the only times you will found Selia even slightly disoriented is in the morning, even after years of living with one eye she is still suprised to wake to black.

Something motherly still remains in the twisted and scarred features, a warm caring side to complment the uglier one. She acts as a mother to those she knows better, but rarely is it in public, preferring to keep the battle worn expression as her only side to those who know little else.


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{EXTRA}
::I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing you can say can stop me going home
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Theme Song :: Famous Last Words by My Chemical Romance
Voice :: Viktor



-Gazzi templates are not allowed off of BBA if you want a reference go to Selia's profile on BBA Here-

[Moon.]

{History}

Destined for the army at birth, fighting was a natural talent to her and with the aid of numerous teachers, harsh training, and the enlightened wisdom one gained from beatings and grueling hikes through the stinking jungle Selia became a General. Scars respectfully gained during battle for her pack Zealous. She stayed at this ranking for only a short period, the darker more mysterious side of the pack's military decided to recruit her for a different type of job.

So she became an assassin, the grey beast sinking into the shadows. And she became good at what she did, one of the best, renowned for her cold personality and swift battles and deathblows. Somehow Selia found herself working for other's, she was out for hire, personal jobs, assassinations, political work. At sometime or another she was left with a single eye, a rather lively target the cause.

Zealous wasn't to last, grouped packs launching an ambush that ensured the downfall of the shady pack. Selia had been there, but did not fight, for the one time in her life she disobeeyd and high ranking offical.

She left before they were defeated, to life a loner life and using the assassin's ability to live. Prey and shelter gained through jobs, for as long as there are at least two people on the earth someone wants someone dead.

[Moon.]

Artz

[Shepherd]

I'm assuming that the scars were gained from her fights and such in her old pack, but I need to clarify this just to be sure.

[Moon.]

Yep, modified the history to explain that.

[Shepherd]

Thank you C:

Character looks good to me. -moves-