Death

''I advice you to kill me..'' *Female*

Description

Death is a beautifull white wolf with long legs. She has a pretty long muzzle with a red nose and long, white teeth. She has bloodred eyes. Along her face is a big crossed scar that starts at the ears, goes down to cross oin the middle, above her eyes, then goes over both eyes and ends at the cheeks. Her eyesight has been reduced because of the scar. She has long white fur to keep her warm. She is pretty skinny too.

Personality

Death is mean in general. She isn't being nice, likes to fight and makes rude comments about anyone. She has a hate for everything that lives and will try to kill everything she can get her paws on. Surely not innoscent, not acting like it either. Death hates attention. She rather stayes alone and warnes the ones coming close to her. She is grumpy and easy to anger if you don't watch out. She is crazy too. She always advices others to kill her when they have the chance. She hears voices in her head that say what to do.

Equipment

What would a wolf carry?

History

Death was born in captivity with two elder brothers. They bullied her a lot and used her as a slave. Her two brothers killed their mother when she was one. She was devastated that her mother had died but she couldn't do anything. The zoo sold her and she got into dogfighting. She won almost all battles untill a certain dog. He was slightly bigger then her and almost killed her if the humans didn't stop it. She was fascinated by the dog that had almost killed her. The dog sat always next to her in a cage. She questioned him a lot about how she could become such a fighter but it was hard. He trained her and one day they battled. He had made her crossed scar and the humans thought she was dead. She got rescued by a man that took care of her. He released her once she was fully healed.

So begins...

Death's Story

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Setting

Skryer Forest

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#2012-05-09 07:09:01, as written by tornadofan2

Death laid down before the den of Scar and closed her eyes, thinking back of her life and how she hated it to still breath. She rather died then staying alive but she couldn't really die now. She sighed and rested her head on her paws as her ears twitched it every sound she heard around her.

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