Mira
Keo911 Gender: Female
Breed: Akatora Kai-Ken Dog
Appearance:
The base color of Mira's fur is a dark, blood red coloring that makes her an akatora- a red-striped. Her underbelly is only a slightly lighter shade, as is the fur around her honey-brown eyes. She's lean with muscle, and while not a very large dog, she's tough and uses her agility and speed in fights to compensate for a lack of brute strength. Her body is covered in black stripes, and she has a thick mane down her back that further bristles when she's angry. Black bangs cover her right eye, though she can see out of it just fine. Her tail curves upward and often over itself.
Personality:
Mira, while she can be feminine, often counts herself as one of the boys. She's always had to give everything 200% to match up to the males, as females are automatically seen as weaker and in need of protection. She hates it when the opposite gender treats her like a fragile piece of glass and will go out of her way to prove herself and until everyone knows she can take care of herself without their help, she won't relent. She's headstrong and stubborn, and even if she's in dire need of assistance, she will never ask for it. She's proud, and carries her head high. She never backs down from a challenge, and instead answers it with confidence. Sometimes, however, she is foolishly overconfident and her courage puts her between a rock and a hard place. She always finishes things, even if she doesn't start them, and never does a job halfway.
Likes: Fish/fishing, hunting, climbing, swimming, running, out-doing others in some form or another (especially males who look down on her).
Dislikes: Being interrupted or looked down upon, losing, being wrong or being embarrassed. Hates ticks, even more so than most.
Fears: The feeling of being sucked in by quicksand or deep mud. Alligators and crocodiles.
History:
Mira and her three brothers were abandoned in a swamp before they were old enough to remember their parents' faces. They were taken in by a wolf pack, and thus raised with them. The she-wolves of their pack were coveted and taken well care of, and none had the disposition for fighting or hunting. There were only four females, as opposed to the seven males and all were mated and had cubs, or were carrying them. Mira was automatically herded into their group, and they all tried to raise her to be a submissive little female who would be a strong male's mate one day. She had no interest in this, however, and by the time she hit adolescence she was right up there with the best of the warriors and hunters. She outshone her brothers, though she needed to put a lot more effort into it than they did, and eventually gained the respect of most of the males.
One night, however, two ambitious young wolves decided that to get to the position in the pack that they wanted, they would need to get rid of Mira. They attacked her while she slept, and as soon as she woke, they knocked her unconscious and dragged her away to dump her into the nearest, fastest-moving river they knew of. She woke several times while floating at sea, but would usually end up underwater and get knocked out again from lack of oxygen. It was a wonder she stayed above the surface. A couple of days passed and Mira, starving, cold, thirsty and wet, washed up on the shores of Asper. She was found and taken in by a group of beasts who didn't seem to care what or who she was.
Though it would take much getting used to, Asper already felt like home. She didn't know many of the animals there, but she was welcomed and she didn't feel the need to prove herself like she had in her old pack. She missed her brothers, and hoped for their well-being, but... she was/is happy in her new family, for now.
Desired Position: Outrider
Roleplay Sample:
The red dog coughed and sputtered as she woke on the icy shores of some island she had never heard of. She spit up the salty water she must have inhaled, and sneezed some of the crusted salt from her nose. She felt completely and utterly awful. She couldn't remember the last time she'd eaten, nor was she aware of how much time had passed since being abducted from her sleeping place and thrown into a river. Luckily, she'd swallowed enough fresh water from that river before it emptied out into the ocean to survive for at least a few days.
Finished with her retching, Mira looked up with wobbly vision and tried to crawl farther ashore. She managed to get away from the water before collapsing once more on the snow and ice, then darkness consumed her once more.
When her honey-brown eyes opened next, she was groggy and still very tired. Hunger clawed at her gut like a living thing, but the pain didn't distract her enough that she didn't notice the shapes around her. It was nighttime, but she could just make out the silhouettes of lions and wolves and other creatures everywhere inbetween. Where the heck was she...?
She wasn't left hanging, though, as one of the canines stepped forward and said, "Welcome to Asper."