Phenom

Stats and Info

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• Be Phenomenal or be Forgotten.

  Just Phenomenal!

  
  
  Name: Phenom
  Breed: Northern Rocky Mountain Wolf Hybrid (high content)
  Sex: Bitch
  Age: 2
  Generally: Overly enthusiastic
  Body type: Large and firmly muscled, fit
  Height: 30"
  Weight: 115lbs
  Eyes: Yellow Gold
  Fur: Cream and tan, grey and dust
  Distinguishing Features: Torn left ear
  Scent: Crushed mint and grass
  Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
  
  Pack: No current prospects
  Mate: No current prospects/no real interst- possibly could be convinced during rp
  Litters:None
  Mother: Sunchaser, NRM Wolf x MV wolf (NPC, deceased)
  Father: Wayfinder, a high content NRM wolf with a low percentage of malamute. {NPC, deceased}
  Siblings: All since gone their own ways
  
  Personality:
  
  Phenom is one of those kids who never learned how to interact properly with others, and hasn't quite grown out of that state yet. Her actions and demeanor are usually inappropriate for what ever moment she happens to be involved in. A certain case of chemical and hormonal imbalance. We'll call it a borderline personality disorder. She can swing from disturbingly playful to perfectly stoic and stony, and when she does finally get angry, which isn't often, shes an all out kinda gal. Mood shifts are random, quick, and most often can be described as a case of hypomania. Luckily her episodes usually throw her into a state of enthusiastic frisky high energy, only occasionally making her massively irritable, with bouts of truly bad judgement thrown in just for good measure.
  She is large for a female, but by all outward appearance, does not seem to be interested in using that toward gaining dominance or coveted positions.
  
  Physical Description:
  
  Large femme appeared to be a wolf by all accounts, illusion marred only by the thickness of legs and slightly broader chest that hinted at father's mixed bloodlines. Fastidious grooming kept pelt that was a mix of tans and grays soft, tangle free. Despite that, her habit of snuffling around in the dirt often kept her nose grime crusted and most often she seemed to be oblivious to it. Mirth danced in warm golden eyes to match the carefree (or arguably careless) tongue lolling grin that most often split muzzle. Left ear was missing it's tip, adding a hardened air completely contrary to body language and cheerful expression.