&&' am I crazy or falling in love?

[`brielle ♥]

`you cool your bedwarm hands down
on the broken radiator

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full name;

[Brielle.]

nickname(s);

[Brie, Elle, Brielle.]

age;

[3 years.]

alliance;

[Free Roamer.]

breed;

[Arctic Wolf.]

`and when you lay them freezing on me
I mumble can you wake me later

tail;

[Her tail had a small white tip, looking much like it was dipped in white paint.]

eyes;

[Brielle's eyes are like no other. They happen to be different colors. Her right eye is a tiffany box blue color while her left is a olive green. They tend to change color with her mood, also. Ranging from their natural colors to grey and ebony when shes angry.]

defining characteristics;

[Unlike most arctic wolves, Brielle is black and white. Her odd marking resemble a Border Collie, though. From first sight of the thin female, the look of shock make come to your expression. For, Brielle looks as if she could literally be called the skinniest female known to all. Without even trying, or having hunger issues.]

full physical description;

[Laced in the silkiest coat of black over white, Brielle is some sight. Her coloring is so unique to her breed of wolf, she tends to be called a dog at times. Although the name dog doesn't resemble her personality that well.]

`but I don't really want you to stop
& you know it so it doesn't stop you

likes; [Fill out all 3]

• Males
  
• Elk
  
• Hunting
  

strengths; [Fill out all 5]

• Her leadership
  
• Her strong attitude
  
• Mother-like attitude
  
• Seduction
  
• Her lies
  

weaknesses; [Fill out all 5]

• Males.
  
• Her use of lying.
  
• Anti-social
  
• Rude
  
• Uncaring
  

favorite saying;

[Shut the hell up..]

favorite food;

[Lamb or elk.]

full personality;

[Bree hides all of her jealousy in her warm and comforting smile. But only if you knew she was truly dying on the inside. She has pity for herself, but no one knows that because she is always hiding all of her insecurities with her charming smile and her kind act. Don't get me wrong, Bree can be the sweetest thing. But if you become a true friend to her she will show you her other side, and you will hear three words emit from her maw the most "Im. So. Ugly" She just doesn't get it, Bree can pose as one of the most beautiful dogs within the radius of 1,000,000 miles. But, its not like she really would think that. One large flaw is that she is quite bossy, and feels like shes better then anyone she meets. Her demanding attitude can make her quite spoiled at times. But, her flaw isn't big enough for anyone to hate her, and her ah-mazing and beautiful looks make up for any problems she fails at. Bree's looks are quite like a cheat sheet, getting anything she wants with her adoring puppy dog eyes. Her soft, blue and black speckled coat is so beautiful, its no wonder why she is always being persuaded to mate with any male. Bree is one to decline though, although she has given in when it was a force breeding, which is quite obvious. Her tempting glances and her smooth, thin perfectly shaped body is so attracting, its hard not t take your eyes off her.]

`you run your hands from my neck
to my chest

mother;

[Kairi, 5.]

father;

[Rex, 5.]

full history;

`crack the shutters open wide
i want to bathe you in the light of day

did you read the rules?;

[Mhmm]

roleplay example;

Smelled like crap. I snarled under my breath as my paws took each uncaring step onto the old black asphalt. It burned like hell, I'll tell you that, but its not like there was any shade here that provided comfort for my raw paws. The sun was hidden by the clods, which is that thing that made me even more confused. I didn't understand how I could be burning right now. Why did it have to be so d**n hot out? I silently cursed the weather as I made my way into the little "Mini-mart" that the people thought of building. I didn't understand them well, those strange people. I like to call them morons. Laughing at that thought I grinned my almost demonic looking grin and came to a small puddle of water at the corner of the store. My reflection stared back at me, in a blurry way, almost laughing at my face. I simply turned my head, not caring to insult myself on how bad I looked. I remember all my friends telling me I was pretty, but I knew they were just suck ups.... like everyone else. I didn't really understand why everyone wanted to be my friend. My real friend, Rival, said most of them liked me only because I was pretty. If they thought that they must b some real stupid dogs, or at least maybe their vision was messed up. Because as far as I could see, I was as ugly as... well... something you consider ugly.

I couldn't understand how live played out like this. Piled up as if tomorrow was already planned out. But what if you changed what you were about to do? Like, if you were to eat some rabbit, that.. well, was poisoned, and you decided to get a drink first and when you came back it was gone. was it because god wanted you to live longer? What it you fought the urge to drink because you were just so starving? Would you die even if you weren't meant to? Sighing with all of this talking I turned my face back to the puddle of molding water. It was just standing there. I wondered if my life would change if I took one single sip of the water. Well... I was kinda thirsty, and now that I thought of it, I was quite dizzy. My body was swaying back and forth the entire time I was thinking. I layed down on the ground and began to look at myself more clearly in the stagnant water. Seeing my image was repulsive to me. I could feel my lunch coming back up from my stomach. The gurgling noise just made me scare as I shot up in the air, ready to run to the nearest hiding spot so no one could witness my.. well.. what I had for lunch. My muscles tensed as I looked around me for one last time before sneaking into what the people used to probably go to the bathroom in, sure smelled like it. There were three large objects in the dimly lit room. The square shaped area was probably from the size 12 by 12 or smaller, and it was scary.

The light in the small room flickered a couple of times and then left me in the darkness, surrounded by water filled objects. Uncontrolled shivers ran up and down my back as I jumped in the air with fright, but that moment when I moved the light flashed on again. My paws carried me to each object slowly, looking at every single thing they might have been used for. A long tall object was in the corner, water dripping out from the faucet while it hit the ground every other second with a small 'plunk' sound. Letting my ears perk to hear the relaxing noise I turned around once more, turning the light back on. My eyes scanned around me, they spotted a tall wooden object, almost touching the ceiling. Staring up as I stood next to the thing, I felt tiny. Using my nose to sniff out what was inside I proceeded to finding out that the cabinet was where those humans stored paper drying tools. You know, for their paws... or whatever they were considered. Looking at the last object, I remembered it well. My owners, or my kid, would always take me in this room with him, much like this one, but less scarier. He would make me turn my back around and put my head on the ground so I couldn't see him, which I didn't understand very well.

Suddenly, the swaying of leaves woke me from my flashback. Jumping in the air and running out of the scary room, I was now standing in the deserted station once again. Life felt different as the old and limp doors swung open and let the cool autumn breeze barge its way in and brush through my black and white pelt. A scent then came through my flared nose. Someone else was here. Pricking my harks to the highest possible and then snarling my deadly sounding snarl, I lowered my head and began to walk forward.

CREDITS;

lyrics from Crack The Shutters by SNOW PATROL
(c) Brielle. To be used on Sakura Wolves, and only there. No stealing.

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[`brielle ♥]

`accepted. <3