Chinua Hrive
Age:
"I am of the age to take a mate if that is the question you are asking."
Sex:
"Now here is the most sillest question that I've ever heard in my life." Exotic eyes turned to address the men in her pack. "They want to know my sex?" All in unison. "FEMALE YOU FOOL!!!"
Height: Humanoid form: 6'2''
Hybrid: 5'6''
Race Type:
Winter Demon Wolf.
Hair:
Long, glistening and glittering metallic silver hair that ripples and shines with each movement she makes and when the moon and sun's glory reflects off it. Straight with now waves or curls.. Very thick as well. She doesn't have bangs, her hair is one glorious length.
Eyes:
A silvery-ice blue. To be honest, most of her iris is that ice blue with the silver starburst lining her dark pupil. She retains this throughout each and every stage..its how one can tell her apart when she's in her lupine form.
Build & Body Characteristics: :
The best word that comes to mind to discribe her build would be supple and well porportioned and sculpted. She has soft, satiny skin a cooler shade of caramel that flatters her silver hair and the color of her eyes. When she smiles in human form, the small lupine fangs are barely noticeable. She has the grace and petite form of a female elf but more bountiful to say the least. Also in that human form, she has dainty small pointed ears.
When she is in her hybrid form, a long silvery tail appears and blends into her beautiful mane. Also her pointed wolf ears atop her head are more a gray-silver to stand out from the metallic shade of her hair.
Personality:
Since she is a Winter Wolf Demon, Chinua has this vain attitude about her.. It has everything to deal with her upbringing. She has a nasty temper when crossed and she can be quite devious when she wants to.. Playful at times..she knows how to use her body to the best of its capabilities.. Coy.. though loyal when it counts.. Most people will dislike this..but she looks out for herself due to the motto she grew up by..
Powers the Character has/and, or Special Attacks & Weapons: :
Special attacks? Well like I think the White or was it Crystal Dragons/Dracons, Winter Wolf Demons have a breath weapon they use. They can spew a stream of frost from their lungs and mouth. Weapons.. well for one Chinua's body is a well used weapon as with her person only because she was incouraged to be one for her clan.
She's not much of a fighter, but do not mistake that she won't fight.. In the Winter Wolf Clans..they have a saying they live by just like the drows live by "Do not trust anyone", there saying there is "Look out Only for Yourself." She'll fight tooth and nail if she must.
Status/Job [in their clan if dragon]:
Chinua is the first cousin of the Alpha Chief of the Hrive Clan. {His name is Geuree which means of winter} But, Chinua has another job or status among her Winter Wolf Demon clan. During cub stage, it was noticed how extraordinary her looks was. She was elected from every other female cub and full adult to pose as a decoy. {What do you mean by decoy? Well I do not know if you watched White Fang..but the wolf pack had a female wolf dog to lure the sleigh dogs into the woods so the rapid wolves could feast upon them. This is kinda similiar.. She invokes their lusts and lowers their awareness so the others can attack}. A very pleasing diversion and sometimes spy.
Marital Status:
Single. She has yet to find the right mate for her though it may be difficult due to her decoy job for her clan unless another female more beautiful than her comes along and takes over her position.. Many males may frown upon having their mate being looked upon by other males especially those from different clans.. Winter Wolf Demons are a jealous lot.
Appearance:
She was exotic standing proud and free in the moon's ethereal glow. Its holy light shone down upon her, illuminating her hip length glittering silver hair. From their advantage point, one could barely see the faint slant do fierce silver-ice blue eyes. They burned, they called, they seduced any man they lit upon.
Traveling down her supple body graced in dyed blue elk skin. The vest hugged her generous caramel globes, pushing them up where her cleavage tantalized the eyes of any man who looked upon. Dangerous? Yes. Eagle feathers were sewn upon her fest. Their edges allowed to fray while the rest remained intact.
A matching bright blue elkskin skirt that cradles her hips with a faint, one inch fringes on the bottom