xx. engali - ATROX FATALIS - female

[xx. atrox fatalis !]

- { O O C }

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xx. - the others call me

They call me With. But really, any variation of it is fine with me.

xx. - i'm most definitely

Female.

xx. - they're my escape

None as of right now.

- { V I T A L S }

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xx. - they scream it to the heavens

I am called Atrox Fatalis. It's not the name I was born with, but the name I chose for myself. What was that name, pray tell? Well, you're never going to figure it out, any soul who knew is now dead.

xx. - but the others cry

Formally, I'll go by my full name. However, if we're close friends, I will permit the use of simply Atrox. I don't care for Fatalis very much, but if it floats your boat, I can go with it. I have only one other alias - Hearteater. But only rarely has that name graced my ears.

xx. - my blood boils

I'm female, of course. I'll go for bros and hos. I'm bisexual, but I do prefer the company of men rather than women.

xx. - i've been bleeding for

I was born in the winter, and recently I became four years old. I am in my prime, late-twenties for you humans.

xx. - my loyalties lie

I am the sole Harbringer of the Engali pack. My word is law, and cannot be questioned throughout the land. Yeah, you could call me a badass.

- { D E F I N E D }

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xx. - only what you see

My fur is of the purest white, but other colors taint it, too. I'm a grey wolf, so obviously my pelt is not the color of snow. Greys and browns riddle it, turning me a soft, desaturated tawny in the dark. The backs of my ears are the only thing that is not consistently white - instead, a deep charcoal is present and soon fades to my normal coat color when my ears meet my jaw. However, as the colors continue along my sides and underbelly, my paws are spared, and continue to be white. Ah, just as well. I shouldn't need to hide from anybody.
( purchased marking for Atrox. )
My face is marred by no markings but one - dark sockets around my eyes, and extended tear ducts. I also have a marking in black that looks like tear tracts or spiderwebs coming from the corners of my eyes. But I assure you, they aren't.

xx. - i walk the walk

How do you think I got to be Harbringer? The position is determined by strength of mind, yes, but strength of body also plays a key part. I am muscled as well as a female should be, but my limbs seem to be longer than they should. Only slightly, but it makes me a bit taller than most of the females, and I tower over even some of my males. My chest and hips are where most of the muscle is, connecting my four limbs together in a powerful way that allows me great speed and power when I am in need of it.
( note - she has extra speed, not extra strength. if pressed in a fight, she'll use her wits and quickness to get out of it, not brute force. )

xx. - riddled with my past

I am riddled with the scars I bear honorably as a Harbringer, tokens of what I've done over the years. A few important ones are one on my right side, slashing from my shoulder up to my vertebrae, but it is nearly covered in fur by now. It's still noticeable, and as it should be - took me weeks to heal from that fight.
There is one more... That goddamned Parodi General, how dare he defile me, - me! with his filth. Because of his actions, a long, black scar runs in a semi-circle under my stomach, between my back legs. Bastard. It never seems to heal over, and is constantly festering, though it gives me little pain...

xx. - i see the world

( purchased grey eye color. )
My eyes are a light, light grey. The irises are faded to a point that it looks almost austere in a way, but it darkens considerably as it nears the pupil. No traces of color can be seen, and the grey blocks out nearly all of the whites of my eyes as well.

xx. - notations

I have purchased extra strength, markings, grey eyes, and fire for Atrox. I do believe as an admin I am not abusing my privileges - I did create the skin and type up all the content. Ouch!
Her fire power manifests itself in extreme situations, and during this time, her energy seems to become almost palpable, and she can decide to unleash it in a way she sees fit. ( ex., a ball of fire thrown at a wolf, her paws encased in flames for 5 seconds, etc. ) It leaves her very drained when she's done, and if she's pushed into a situation where there is no acceptable release of this power, it becomes uncontrollable, and she usually burns down a few trees. )

- { B E Y O N D }

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xx. - i talk the talk

( role player's perspective. )
Atrox is a rather complicated character. She prides herself on strictness and the discipline of her people. She wants their respect more than anything. However, Atrox has begun to relax a little more around those she trusts, and this fosters her sarcasm and sardonic wit. She can be quite the smartass when she wants to, and although she's fair in serious times, she never lets an opportunity pass that could be used to humor her.
She does care deeply for the loyalty of her people, and doesn't want it to be entirely born out of fear and respect. She's a powerful wolf, but she is well aware that a strong male might very well displace her of her Harbringer title, or even her life. She creates alliances with all the wolves in her pack, and can get too emotionally attached to one of them. She is quite prone to having a temper and executes her righteous fury if she or someone she cares about is threatened.

xx. - my heart is racing

( role player's perspective )
Atrox fears few things. She's seen a lot and done a lot in her years here, but nothing has caused her to fear like death. She knows it's coming, and she can do nothing to stop it. As such, in a life-threatening situation, she will sacrifice someone else or fight dirty to get out of it.
She's also quite terrified of ice and water. She hates traveling through water, and if something's slippery, you can forget about it. Atrox has quite a fear of death by drowning, simply because there's nobody that she can use to save her own skin. However, she really does enjoy thunderstorms.

xx. - something to call my own

( role player's perspective )
Atrox isn't fantastic at many things. She's good at a lot of them, but she's only exceptional in a few. Atrox's quick mind and logic allow her to see things that others might not, and it also helps her in a pinch. She's also very fast, and uses that to her advantage, too. One peculiar strength Atrox has is her ability to, despite her overwhelming logic, be creative. She can use her environment in different ways, and as a pup, she was quite popular because of her ability to create new games. Now it's used for more nefarious purposes.

xx. - i'm just different

Atrox must sleep in a different spot every night. She doesn't like keeping a den, and in Ruin, she'll never sleep in her chandelier, and tends to spend lots of time meandering to different rooms. She also has a nervous tick - her tail lashes back and forth in anger, almost like a cat. If this happens, you'd be best getting out of her way. Atrox enjoys thunderstormss, as previously mentioned, and if there's an exceptional one going on, she'll forgo anything she may have been doing to walk around in it.

xx. - where i belong

Both my sire and my dam were a part of Engali, as were my Grandsires. Is that enough for you? I have no mate, nor any offspring.

- { P A S T }

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xx. - i'm not looking back

Look it up, fool. It's obviously written somewhere.
( i will not be writing out atrox's past in full... that would be too easy! but I'll give you a hint... she wasn't originally from Engali, nor was she from Parodi. but if you're graced with that knowledge, i wouldn't go around sharing it - her teeth may end up in your throat.
i will be putting some glimpses of her past into her chronicle and into role play. if you're intrigued, i'm sure you'll gather up the clues. )

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