Kage

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Kage.

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NAME; Kage

pronunciation;Same as Cage
nickname; N/A
meaning; Shadow
origin; Japanese

GENDER; Female
AGE; 1 ½ years
BIRTH SEASON; Spring Child.
SPECIES; type of wolf here
PACK PREFERENCE; Unsure yet
RANK; Any

FUR COLOR; Black Red White
EYE COLOR; Crimson
BODY BUILD; build feminine
UNUSUAL MARKINGS; Eye markings crossing diagonally and coon tail.

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION;

Kage is one wolf that is built to fight. Her body is the makeup of taught muscular structure robust and yet surprisingly light. She is built up yet surprisingly keeps some of her feminine curvatures, and lacking the bulk of most muscular beings, she is capable of speedy retreats as well as pursuits. Her canvas is one decorated in true fighter style, ebon base is what occupies the larger portion of her body while white stains her mask and paw and rouge decorates her in multiple areas. Her eyes are a fiery ember, bright and concentrated.

AFFILIATION; neutral
SEXUAL ORIENTATION; she doesn’t even know

LIKES!;

• Her sister
  
• quiet days
  
• Cool nights
  

DISLIKES!;

• Muggy days
  
• un aimed aggression
  
• Over barring individuals
  

PERSONALITY!;

Reserved, is usually what you would think at first glance of Kage. She is not one that needs mindless bantering to keep herself comfortable; she’s quite fine with simply remaining silent, however depending on her moods, which can quickly change. She is a disciplined wolf and tries to keep to the natural flow of things. Sometimes coming off as cold in the way she acts she is a keen huntress, nothing can escape her notice, however, in social standings she is actually quite clueless. She’s not one for small talk, nor does she understand the means of play, flirting or any other such thing. Her only true knowledge is that of the battle field. She is an extremely loyal femora, always keeping to the side of her sister Kazra, following her much the same way a duckling follows its mother. On her own Kage is strong willed and proud, but at the side of her sister, she is a simple pawn that does as she is told no matter the consiquences.

HISTORY!;

`MOTHER: Redemption
`FATHER: Laryn
`SIBLINGS: Kazra

`MATE: N/A
`PUPS: N/A

Kage is the younger sibling to Kazra, they are from separate litters and have different fathers. However, the two are very close to one another. Kage has always followed her sister about since day one and will probably always be loyal to her sibling. Even now she searches for Kazra, having been separated from her for so long. She grew up in a tough love sort of environment but because of that she has grown to be strong in spite of her gender. Kage has grown to be a worthy adversary to any that might cross her path. In spite of her not knowing her father, she has always had a love for the mysterious brute that she had but met a few times in her young life, him being prone to wandering and never staying in one place. Kage remained with her mother and sister only for a short time, when Kazra left she felt bored, and meaningless. Her mother never have carved a true place in her young heart. The impressionable whelp soon wandered once she had grown large and strong, taking it upon herself to map out her own life and not to depend on her elders to do so for her.

THEME SONG(S)!;

• "SONG HERE", BY THIS BAND.
  
• "SONG HERE", BY THIS BAND.
  

Kage;

RP EXAMPLE; Harlequin from ToF.

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Dark ears swivelled atop the crown of the storm chaser. Her elegant chassis prowling rapidly along the earth while her attention was pulled by the scent of another female, unlike her last encounter, this scent seemed stronger, the perfume far more interesting, most wouldn’t agree but Harlequin always found those with a rich perfume were usually a far better specimen than those with a softer or more timid scent. It intrigued her that another was frolicking about the lands and she felt it rude not to make an appearance.

A sick grin formed along the obsidian kissers of the banshee as she continued her tirade along the earth closer toward her destination. Over head the tall trees loomed, shading the vixen as she made her way to the river. Her muzzle gently descended to scent the earth. “So... Looks like my new toy stopped for a drink...” Her sultry tone echoed gently while from within the thin budding canopy overhead, a chortle echoed. Dark wings cast their horrible shadow as a large avian took to the shoulder of the muscular bitch. “My queen, you’ve been rather aloof.” His tone guarded, not wanting to test the patience of his mistress. “I’m terribly sorry Vilo but I caught wind of a new toy, one that might not be so easily distraught by my words... Her scent is impressive and she’s so close I can taste her.”

With her words came her dark tongue as it slid against her kissers in a hungry deliverance. Her narrow pupils taking in the sights around her as she slowly continued on her venture. It did not take her long before she finally found a shallow cave, it was nothing impressive but surely a good means of comfort for a weary traveller. Her muzzle took a quick taste of the area, scenting her prize, the female was surely inside resting and as she drew toward the mouth of the cave she could not fight her dark chuckles as they released from deep within her thorax and greeted the winds with their dark chimes. “Is anybody home?” Her sarcastic tone rang out, it was obvious there was someone in this cave and the question was unnecessary.

Her prodigious silhouette overtook the cave entrance, blocking out what little light shone through while her dull rose coloured eyes took to a glow in the impending darkness. To a far corner she saw it, the little essa of pale coloration huddled into a neat little ball. The fae before her was a lovely little thing with markings that were unusual and quite lovely. Harlequin’s own silhouette of dark blues and greys slowly meandered closer to the other fae with a sick grin painted along her maw. Her strides were confident as she soon came to loom but a foot or so from the fae that she was certain would rise up into a defensive stance. Atop her shoulder, Vilo allowed massive ails to spread and quickly he took flight, not wanting his mass to get in the way of either of the bitches, he knew better than to stay atop Quin when strangers were about, and so he took to the mouth of the cave, at the ready if by some strange twist of fate his mistress would need his aid.

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Msn, Thanks to the lovely Nahni;

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ORIGINAL LAYOUT BY CHAY AT `LONG WAY FROM HOME!
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[Nahani]