Dakota Kershaw

Full Name: Dakota Rae Kershaw Nicknames: Kota, Raven DOB: December 23rd Astrological Sign: Capricorn Apparent Age: 30 Years Old Actual Age: 137-145 Years Gender: Canine Female Species: Wolf Subspecies: Shapeshifter Anthro > hybrid > feral. Height: Five-foot-Seven Weight: One-forty-five Hair: Long, copper red layers Eyes: Apple Green Scars: Moderate

Relationship Status: Single Views: Polyamorous Orientation: Heterosexual Religion: Pagan Languages: English, Gaelic Occupation: Previously traveling merchant Hobby: Sketching, cooking Wealth: Wealthy - stashed in various places Handedness: Right handed Tattoos: None at this moment Piercings: None at this moment Clothing preferences: Hide or Linen Magic: Earth Based, plant manipulation, shifting to quad wolf form.

A mysterious, but beautiful, anthropomorphic wolf woman. Dakota was taller and more physically built than the other women in her village, but by no means was the the least beautiful. An hourglass frame was home to the wild woman's spirit, combining mystery and seduction together, with the term exotic being the key point. Several hawk feathers are intertwined into copper colored hair that swept her shoulders. Layered hair was carefully shaped around her face and emerald green eyes which commanded respect and glowed bright with dignity. A body that imbued the glory of goddesses and warriors before her was carefully chiseled and her posture echoed dedication to the legacy laid on her shoulders.

Earthen hues of brown and copper danced together with shades of off-white and cream, draping around her slender frame, accentuating her hips, thighs, and buxom. Along her shoulders, back of her neck. and down her spine were highlights of black. A long slender tail swept the ground due to the fur being the longest on this part of her body. Tones of copper mixed with cream and off-white on the underside. Hands and feet are delicately draped with warm mahogany brown, and nails were painted black. When unpainted, her nails were white which was an oddity in her family.

One of the features she admired the most was the way she smirked playfully as her hair was slung over one shoulder. It helped to downplay her serious looking nature since her build and scars made her seem intimidating in some ways. Certain clothing she wore would either accentuate her feminism, or it would make her look more wild and feral. Regardless, her goddess blessed beauty remains unchanged.

Dakota prefers to wear dark greens, royal purple, or deep blues when it came to her choice of colors. It stood out against her bright copper hair and complimented her fur color. Occasionally, she would wear black, but it was often rare, as were brighter colors and whites. Most of the time, her wardrobe included thick hides and soft linens depending on her current occupation. Dakota has two faces she must wear; one of a merchant, and one of a shield maiden. The wardrobe must match to those needs.

Stoic visage subtly gives clues to the deeper, intricate inner workings of the shield maiden. A hardened life with years of training has carved out every inch of the woman's mind, leaving no trace of innocence behind. Her fun of her childhood days were gone, as were the days she fought in battle. It was a constant struggle to not pick up a blade during a bad deal, though there were days she carried a dagger or two with the lack of trust in her clients.

Loyalty, dedication, and trust were all big keywords in her dictionary, and she demanded respect from anyone she came across. Dakota could be charitable to everyone she met, however she is quietly reserved and observes more than she interacts unless she has to. Dakota is trying to figure out who her potential opponents and allies are. It's helped to save her life before. Dakota relies heavily on her instincts and the survival skills she's picked up from her tribe, but she isn't disinterested in learning newer, more modern day skills.

In fact, she appreciates learning from someone who has more knowledge and presence than her even on topics of philosophy. Respectfully, she is a very intelligent individual coupled by her beauty which tends to grab a lot of attention. She was one of the more exotic gems in her village, creating a sense of rebellion and disregard for the rules. As long as she was independent and free, Dakota could do anything her mind thought of. Dakota hardly smiled, and when she did, it was as if the sunshine beamed through her, brightening anyone's day.

Dakota had a somewhat decent childhood save for the lack of effective parenthood in her life resulting in a rather short fused, sharp tongued, blunt personality that would get her in trouble occasionally. Dakota doesn't give much of a rip when it comes to foul treatment. If you treat her badly, then the bridge is burned. Same thing goes when you treat her family terribly. Dakota has as much patience as her mind can provide, but that patience runs out when it comes to others treating her like garbage or just unwilling to be open minded. Not everyone will agree with her views and she accepts that. Her only wish is that others would do the same, but is disappointed almost every time. Dakota has been through a lot of things and its taught her a lot of life lessons, but she's had to hit the pavement a few times before she could learn to ride that bike. Now that she is here, it's totally changed her into a rather rough gem with a few blemishes that could be polished out.