Profile
Name|:| Freesia
Age|:| About 5 or more years
Gender|:| Female
Breed|:| Mostly unknown, some mutt
Mate|:| Amenthus
Cubs(Pups)|:| (Age order) Adopted: Chryseis, Biological: Sodium
Family|:| WIP
Pride|:| Blitzkrieg
Rank|:| Under discussion
Appearence|:| Smooth coated, she keeps herself well groomed and sleek despite all rumors that her pride is made of dirty mongrels living in mud. Dark, grey and simple. Nearly black streaks flow under her eyes, darken towards her tail, and fill her ear fluff. Offsetting this is the brighter tones of her belly fur, the same color which is reflected upon her upper brow. The female has a thin tail, with no lion-like tuft at the end. This and the shape of her ears, hard, long, and very mobile hint at her mixed breeding. Her strong muzzle though reminds one of a lion through and through.
She is fairly large for a female, and holds a certain dignity when standing. Or even sitting, her eyes have been rumored to glow when seen from far away. Their bright golden depths easily offset by lid colors. She has been known to haunt the souls of those who trespass into Blitzkrieg soil, never failing to give them a good scare. Be it approaching in sheer power, and intimidating them, or simply watching, staring.
The female's body is raked in scars. Prominently two slash marks that continue from one side of her face, across her nose bridge and to the other side. Slashes down her chest region, slightly shrowded by fur. And what seem to have once been deep gouges, which are now pale pink, slash marks carrying straight down her hips. Her right wing is missing, the place where it once was slightly indented, and her other one quite useless. The only movement that had been available of both of them before Odyne ripped her right wing out had been in the base. Before their first bend where the feathers get longer and her nerves and tendons had been severed long ago.
Voice|:| Rough, a slight sandpaper feel to it. Not the conventional female voice, though not entirely male. (Like cheesy cartoon movie evil lady voices in my opnion. c:)
Battle|:| A feirce fighter she dances across the battlefield. Her body is lithe, though stony muscled, she is only large in bone structure. She uses speed and precision to her side, prefering to wear her opponent out then strike like a viper after.
She lusts for battle, and takes any opportunity thrown her way to join in one. She will not avoid hurting anyone, especially those who get in her way. She has been known to use her head when fighting as well, hence the reason she can dodge many heavy attacks so easily.
Personality|:| Evil, dark, perhaps a little mad. She is all for one, and will at times uphold her own safety over others. It may someday cost the female. She is slightly power hungry at times, and loves to take charge, loving it more when others listen.
She attempts at wisdom sometimes, dabbling in the art. Though her wisdom is tainted by a dark cloud, perhaps one that was brought on by a strange upbringing. Usually her 'smarter' comments are a retort, sometimes in battle. Though she prefers to stay silent, a grin upon her face. The crazed state she gets in at these times can be intimidating, a special fervor for blood shed and fur ripping overcoming her body.
Her cubs though, will always be more dear to her then anything in the world. Defying this simple quirk in her personlity. Around them she turns kind and motherly. Soft like a house cat, and her voice warming like one put it over a stovetop.
History|:| No one dares ask, she barely remembers it as well. A blur.
