Account Name: Ginger Collie
Name: Kasolia (Pronounced Kass-o-lee-a) Although her friends may call her ‘Kass’ or ‘Kassy’.
Breed: Grey Wolf
Eye Colour: Hazel
Voice: Strong and Feminine
Age: 2 Years 7 Months (Adult)
Position applying for within the pack: Warrior
Personality: Strong willed, determined and cunning are only a few of Kasolia’s characteristics. She is loyal and over protective of her friends but wary and downright aggressive to strangers. Her forceful nature may put people off her. Kasolia can be very impatient at times and likes others to obey her promptly. She tends to talk very bluntly if she isn’t in the right mood, even if it may hurt someone. Kasolia is not someone to be messed with and has next to no tolerance for disobedience. If she wants something, then she will do almost anything to get it, even if by force. Kasolia will not stand for being pushed around nor will she stand for being treated unfairly. If she doesn’t agree to something, then she will be the first to say so. Kasolia is a very up front person and tends to act before she thinks. She will only do as she is asked if she sees reason for it. After spending a year of her life as a warrior for Nakita, she does seem very aggressive in most things that she does. Her instincts will always tell her to kill, so others must be aware of this before trying to surprise her.
Although... despite her bad points, she can be a very pleasant dog to be around with once you’ve proven yourself worthy. She has a great amount of respect for those who can fight for others and who can stand up for what they believe in. For those for can prove themselves worthy for her friendship, then their friendship would be an extremely strong and loyal one. Kasolia would give her life for the safety of each and every member of her pack. She is also very good at hunting and likes to go out and catch a few animals to help the pack. If the pack needs food, she will be one of the first to help to get it.
Appearance: Kasolia is taller than most females, with long and slim legs, and a broad chest. Her coat is dense, with long fur covering her chest and shorter fur everywhere else. Her chest is dark brown with long fur which makes her look more feminine. At the back of her legs she has long brown tuffs and sway as she runs. She has a long, wolf like muzzle with a grey streak that starts at her forehead and ends at her nose. Her tail is long and thick. The rest of her body is a mixture of grey, brown, black and white colours. One of her ears stands on edge with the other one half flopped.
Pictures (optional) This is her: http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:A...4NMayPrldQE2E0
(Not her eyes)
This is her eyes: http://www.flickr.com/photos/diazjailee
Her Father: http://www.flickr.com/photos/deheuvelroedel/6853315887/
Her Mother: http://www.flickr.com/photos/irishredpanda/3031261039/
History: Her mother, a great skilled fighter, was a warrior who served a female wolf named Nakita. She would steal food and kill others on the demand of her leader, not because she wanted to, but because she was frightened for her life.
One new moon, when she was out stalking the a pack, she met one of the pack’s fighters. Then and there, as they saw each other, they both knew exactly who one another were. Long lost lovers, rip apart by the evil Nakita. After seeing him again, she knew how it couldn’t be and left in fear of her lover being killed by her mistakes.
On the next new moon, the dog was waiting for her, love in his eyes. She tried to avoid him, for his sake. But the dog wouldn’t have any of it. Kasolia’s mother caved in and started to visit the dog more as the love became more and more stronger.
As the visits multiplied, one thing led to another and soon enough she was pregnant. After deciding to run away together, to keep both the males pack and themselves out of risk, they soon found an abandoned den to start a living in.
After Kasolia was born, with her five other litter mates, her mother and father’s life couldn’t have gotten any better. Although they knew such a trouble free life would never last.
As the months went by Kasolia’s mother and father taught her and her siblings all they knew about fighting. Her father, being a late fighter in pack, also knew a thing or two about fighting.
At the age of five months old, on a cold and windy new moon, Nakita‘s warriors came for them. After finding their den, Nakita had ordered them to be rid of her traitor and her family.
Seven tall, dark wolves arrived at their den that night to seek their leaders’ revenge. Kasolia’s father was standing outside their den, guarding it with his life. Her mother stayed inside, protecting her young. Her father fought a bloody battle as he tried protecting his family. Two of the seven warriors entered the den to seek out Kasolia’s mother. Once they found her, they attacked her with brutally force, hungry for stone cold blood. Kasolia and her litter mates stayed back, huddled together in a corner as they watch the two wolves rip apart their mother. Her mother had managed to kill one of the wolves, but was too weak to finish the other. The remaining wolf slaughtered their mother in front of them, laughing unmerciful all the way. Once the female was done with, the wolf turned to the pups.
Rage filled Kasolia to the brink as she saw her whole life being torn away. Such a wonderful life, gone in a matter of seconds.
Once the wolf was close enough, Kasolia leapt out at him, her heart full with anger. What happened next would be a mystery to everyone, but only her and her siblings would ever truly now.
All that was plain to see, was that now, Kasolia had blood on her hands as she looked down on the lifeless wolf’s body. At that moment, she didn’t know truly what had happened; just that anger had took over her.
She had looked her siblings in the eye, and told them to run as she stood there a few more moments before leaving too. As she got out of the den, she was snatched up by a big, black wolf. Three of the wolves had survived the battle between them and her father. She couldn’t quite see her father fully, only his blood that stained the once bright grass.
The blame fell on Kasolia as the wolves found the three dead bodies in the den. As her fur was stained in blood, it was quite obvious she had killed one of theres.
The remaining wolves decided to take her back to Nakita to decide on her fate but really they just wanted to see Kasolia get ripped apart by Nakita. Though before leaving, she saw out in the distance, the faint shadows of her litter mates, watching her with horror. Kasolia gave them a warning glance, which told them not to follow.
Once Nakita had heard what the young pup had done, Kasolia could see she was happy. There was no remorse for her loss in Nakita what so ever, in fact she was over the moon. At that moment, Kasolia knew that the female standing before her was nothing less than pure evil.
From that day forward she was forced to train as a warrior, with no way of escape. The wolves despised of her and made her life a living hell. Nakita had plans for her, those plans hidden from all. Though, Kasolia knew exactly what she was up to. She was going to use her against the tribes. Already with such skills, Nakita didn’t need to work as hard to make use of her. Kasolia was Nakita’s weapon.
Kasolia went through many different training, all brutal. They would work her till she was on the edge of death. They would force her to kill, frightening her of her life. Soon she became a blood thirsty killer, starting to forget about what had happened when she was a pup.
When she was asleep, one night, she had a flash back from her past, of when her parents got killed. That awful nightmare is what brought her back to reality and made her decide to run away. She ran and ran till she couldn’t run any longer. Since then,she had found herself a group of wolves who welcome her into their pack. She is very loyal to her pack, and wouldn’t let any of them come into danger. She has been in the pack for about one year and two months now. A long time for a wolf.
Likes: Fighting (It’s in her blood), Water, Grass, Hunting, She also has a secret like for pups.
Dislikes: Disobedience, Unhappy friends, Strangers, Stupidest, Being ignored, Not being taken seriously, Being talked about behind her back, Wolves undermining her, Being pushed, Wolves telling her what to do, Cocky Wolves.
Strengths: Fighting, hunting, killing.
Weaknesses: Love, memories.
Powers: She has always been an excellent fighting, even from a very young age. Not many other wolves are as good as her.
Crush: None (Yet)
Mate: None (Yet)
Puppies: None (Yet)