Posts by SHARK!

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    Alex looked back at the worker, terrified. the female moved towards her, arms slightly outstretched as if to catch her. but the young teen was fast. she scrambled backwards, deciding to hide under the table that the three were at. she hid there, the woman screaming her lungs off at her. Alex was very overwhelmed and anxious about the situation, and yelped. she flung the book across the room, earning a furious scolding and muttered curses from the woman. shaking, she hid under the table still, too afraid to show her reddened face.


    //not trying to steal attention, just helping everyone's muse

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    Alex, who was only a year older, would look back up at her and crawl out from her little hiding place. she went and picked up the book, dusting it off and lowering her eyes as the worker gave her a glare. Thank you.. I'm uh.. I'm Alexandra.. she said quite softly, still shaking a bit.

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    a thin, well-built she wolf pulled herself up a ledge on the mountain she had been climbing, her muscles rippling under her dark pelt. her pale yellow orbs were ablaze with determination as she leapt onto a rock, tail swinging. she made her way down the steep mountainous region, her muscles bunching as she leapt onto the barren earth that was the exiles' territory. she could smeel the stinging scent of the border, and a smirk curled itself onto her lips. she flicked her thick tail, waiting rather patiently for someone to stumble across her. she was rather beautiful, if you liked the punk type. with dark chocolate and onyx colored fur, and those cold golden eyes, she was a sort of ghostly and shadowed beauty. but she was still rather lovely in all her darkened splendor.

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    the wolf lowered herself slightly, so that she was on the level of the cub. Avarice. Here to join your ranks. Heard you guys were quite... interesting. she paused, trying to find the right word, until she settled with that one. interesting? she had heard things other than that, but interesting seemed easy enough. she then raised herself to her full height once more, her eyes trailing down to the feline looking up at her. hmm, was her beauty that capturing? she supposed so.

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    okay so I decided I wanted an exiles character, and at the time, I was watching the twilight series. so yes, all the gifs are of jared, in his wolf form. avarice is very graceful and elegant, more of a refined killer. she if very calm and patient, and has a silky smooth voice. everything about her invites you in, but reminder, she's totally murderous. sure, she'll be loyal to the exiles, but only them. she is repulsed by the clans, and hates how they're always complaining. she can get annoyed very easily, but is a wonderful actress, so she hides it well. very deceiving. she's been through a lot, and acts like nothing hurts her, but she is actually battling depression and has strong anxiety. she just doesn't wish to seem weak.


    she is completely OPEN TO
    litters, friends, rivals, enemies, spars, her torturing someone, her capturing someone, being mentally/emotionally tortured, being captured, being maimed (minor), one sided crushes(on her), adopted family, interaction threads


    i'm a little bit PICKY ABOUT
    realtionships: i'd prefer a thread between them or a good plot for her to have a relationship with someone. c:
    best friend(s): i prefer a male that is in love with her for this position. no female best friends, EVER.


    she is totally NOT OPEN TO
    death, major injuries, mates, and being physically tortured.


    plot away, my pretties. c;<

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    Pleasure to meet the both of you. I'd say yes to a tour, but I prefer solo-exploration, if that's alright. she hummed in her signature sing-songy voice, flicking her thick tail side to side in a rhythmic manner. she leaned down to florence, her eyes picking up a sort of amused look. By the way.. she whispered lowly, grinning the slightest bit, Nice save. the canine then began to sashay away from the little crowd, over to a nearby tree. she figured others may stumble along and wish to meet her or speak, and so she stayed put under the sorry-looking tree. it was small, and the bark was worn.

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    four dark chocolate paws slipped delicately into the scene. avarice had only just joined, but she loved fights. lived for them. the thin, well-built she wolf would not make some sort of pathetic entrance either. no, avarice arrived with a blood-curdling howl that terrified the living hell out of some nearby npcs. seeing Identityfraud, the she wolf slunk over to him with a mysterious little smirk. Well hello there. Ready to have some fun? she questioned, poison dripping from her voice. the pretty little canine was itching for a good fight.

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    avarice had seen this clumsy action, and stifled a laugh. Have a nice fall? the incredibly sarcastic canine questioned, pale eyes looking over the animal. she was a cutie, but in a child-like way. avarice enjoyed looking at the young feline.

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    Is that Nirvana? the graceful she-wolf questioned, very sure of her guess. she used to listen to the alternative band awhile back. but now she only really listened to halsey, lana del rey, and blink 182. how fun. ava looked around a moment, wondering where henri was. she had made a friend in him.

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    the wolf had morphed into something completely different. she was tired of being large and bulky. she now stood in the pale sunlight, her coat a beautiful mixtures of chocolate hues. she was a small domestic feline now, a light brown drizzled with darker brown tabby stripes. white underlined her entire body, and spotted along her back underneath the dark stripes. her eyes were a mixture of baby blue and deep mediterranean, swirling like crashing waves. she was delicately fragile looking, which was the perfect cover up for her rather amazing battle skills. she sat in a patch of light, licking her paw absentmindedly.

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    I know the band, yes. I'm Avarice. the wolf had morphed into her feline form, blinking her big blue-green eyes.

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    and then avarice popped up. she looked wonderful, as always. lana del rey was playing in the background, and the teenage girl waved a hand at everyone. What did I miss..? she questioned cautiously, not sure if she even wanted to know. she yawned and pulled her hair up, tying it up in a messy bun. she hoped nobody minded her no makeup, pulled up hair, and baggy tee shirt.

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    avarice got up from her beautiful slumber, rubbing her eyes with a very irritated look. she looked out the window with some sort of extreme bedhead and no makeup. IF YOU GUYS DO NOT *ING SHUT UP I WILL COME OUT THERE AND PUNCH YOU ALL IN THE JUGULAR. she snapped rather coldly, eyes narrowed. well, now she wouldn't be able to sleep. the girl smoothed her hair to it's natural straight and smooth position before pulling on some clothes appropriate for the snow. maybe henri would show up and they could do weird best friend things. hearing the "someone throw" part, the teenager happily picked up some snow and flung it at xing.