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Breeding / Birthing:
There is no end to how cold it is getting, and there is only more winter to come! With the cold season comes extremes of ice and snow that can be painfully sharp on the paws in the north, even for the thickest pelts. Snow has been spotted in even the southern region's woodland cliffs and marshes.
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Created by Jacqueline (13-06-10)
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Birthday. 13 November 1979
Location. New South Wales, Australia
Local Time. May 25 2013, 09:34 AM
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|About Bangles |
| Married for just over 10 years, living in Australia with my Husband, 2 dogs and cat.|
I play World of Warcraft - Horde side.
I collect My Little Ponies and love animals.
Dabble in Anime & pokemon.
|Zitori Stargazer's basics
||Zitori Stargazer in-depth
Age. 3 Years (Birth Month: November
Species. Timber Wolf
Zitori's soft looks cover a wolf made of steel beneath. She is tall, approx 30inches at the shoulder, with a slim body, honed from much travel over rough terrain. She is quite agile on her feet, having travelled long in stony and steep mountain ranges. She has become quite expert at climbing steep terrains and catching small prey that hide amongst the rocks.
Her pelt is a soft silvery grey that seems to shine in dim light. Her face, breast, paws, legs, underbelly and underside of her tail is all white, seemingly dipped in pure white snow. Upon her back starting between the shoulders running to the base of her tail is a stripe of black tipped guard hairs, this extends down her sides just behind the shoulders giving her the appearance of an uneven cross on her back if viewed from above. Ears are black tipped, fading into the silver of the rest of her pelt.
Her fur is thick and luxuriant with a slight ruff around her neck and chest. Her tail is long and well feathered, she considers it to be her one beauty.
Her eyes are a sage green, considered a sign of greatness in her old pack, they are usually lowered modestly or searching the horizon for prey and escape routes.
Zitori's general demeanour is derived from her past, and she may have been very a very different wolf if her life had been as planned.
She is a follower, with no ambitions towards leadership. All she desires is a pack that she can trust with a strong and gentle leader who she can respect.
She is softly spoken, if she speaks and very shy, being used to hiding and being alone. She is a bit of a dreamer and a loner, loving to climb to the highest point she can find to sing with the wolf spirits in the night sky, sometimes she fancies they sing to her, although often she is unable to hear their message clearly.
She has a deep seated fear of black wolves, and will generally hide from any dark pelted wolves she sees, she is trying to fight this fear knowing it to be unreasonable to feel such dread.
She has often dreamed on having her own pups, having always liked the pups of her old pack, she liked to play and chase with them as they were all innocent and not scheming or trying to twist and change her to their own desires.
The pack that Zitori was born into believed her green eyes and black cross markings to mean she was destined for greatness. She was made the heiress to the leadership and was being groomed for the role. The young Zitori was troubled by all this attention, wishing only to play and tussle with her litter mates.
As she grew she became expert of slipping away from her teachers to wander and explore alone. This unfortunately became her undoing, as one fine spring day as she wandered alone the yearling encountered her uncle, a huge black brute who had been exiled from the pack after challenging for the leadership. He kidnapped her and intended to start his own pack with her, even though she was still a pup.
He mated with her as soon as she came in season and threatened to kill her and her pups if she ran. The pregnant Zitori knew that she needed to escape but would never make it away while she was heavy with pups. She tried to convince her uncle to trust her so that he would relax his guard, then one foggy night she managed to slip away from his watchful eye. Hating herself but knowing that his brutal nature would kill her in the end, she ate a herb that caused her to abort her pups and she ran.....
she has been running ever-since