Post by smirnoff on Sept 16, 2012 20:00:59 GMT -5
harlequinn
Age: 2 years
Gender: female
Breed: tundra x european
Pack: rogue
Rank: baddest bitch~ jk.
Personality:
harlequinn, or as she prefers quinn, lives in a world of observation. analytic to the core and armed with a photographic memory, the female is a sponge to all that she sees. the incredible eye of a medical diagnostic allows her to engage her conversational partner in a dance they do not know they are participating in. a thirst for knowledge of what spins the inner cogs of the mind lead her to an obsession over social and mental pathways of her fellow wolf. she is a chameleon to accomplish this. her lithe figure bending and bones breaking to fill the position called for. of course, her lust is piqued for the less inclined in stability and sanity. she will always search for her prime subject, the one that will continue to baffle her as she shadows and picks apart their brain.
along with her analytic eye, her intellectual range includes a passion for herbs. growing up under a very skilled guardian, she was taught the plant science at a young age. she appreciates the depth of the healing process but also has an affection for hallucinogens and poisons. quinn enjoys watching those in the state of panic and recording their actions and behaviors. not only a practitioner but a patient as well, corruption bleeds deep as she has her hand in her own herbal cookie jar. only time will tell what effect it will hold.
paranoia has gripped her since puphood, ghost fingers wrapping their way about her throat, tighter as age progresses. quinn does her best to repress, but in a weak state of mind (obviously helped along with herbs), they come like vivid nightmares. her world warps and shifts into diabolical perception. in this altered state, quinn is apt to do anything at all to feel grounded, and her favorite ways include blood lust and a tango for two.
determination and aspiration go hand in hand, and quinn strives to be on top. compassion, morals and ethics whirl together in a cocktail quinn sips from time to time, but is reserved for pleasure outside of business.
Likes:
observing, finding herbs, pups, cold weather, rain, the niht sky, conversation, blood, medical/mental illness
Dislikes:
silence, sunlight, squirrel meat, being alone, being forced into a role
Fears:
that someone does what she does naturally, and replace her. her paranoia will consume her and she will destroy herself.
Dreams Of:
[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]finding a compelling wolf to shadow, advise a leader
Body Type:
[/size]especially lithe, prowess like that of a jaguar with extremely fluid and calculated movements. height on the smaller end of the spectrum with weight depending on the state of mind she is in.
Fur Color:
[/size]a stark white muddled with creams and grays by the hand of a hyperactive painter.
Eye Color:
[/size]a dull blue-sih gray that always seem to convey a sad understanding.
Family:
[/size]quinn was raised by her guardian, goliath.
History:
[/size]quinn tells warped visions of her past to connect with those that she is studying. the important facts remain that she was raised by goliath with an extreme background in herbs and body language analyzing.
