Myx

[myx]

Name: Myx
Pronounciation: My-ix, not Mix
Gender: Female
Age: 3
Mate: None, yet
Looking: Yes
Apperance: Her pelt is a mix between red and grey. Her eyes are a metalic gold. She is beautiful you could say.
Personality: Flirty, happy, sly, friendly
Example: Myx walked among the flowers, her fur plastered against her body from the rain and her recent dip in the river. She was on the hunt. For food and a mate. Her ears were perked and her nose was on full blast. She raised her head in shock. Was it? Could it be? She started to run, faster, faster. Her tounge lagged out of her mouth as she chased the scent to a clearing. It was empty...

[myx]

Oops. Forgot history. XD

History: She was born as the pup of a loner, drifting with her father while her mother laid dead in the forest. She was an only child, until she found her sister. It had been two years later. She was two years old, almost three. She was on the move, her father with a pack far away from her. A male she met had force-mated with her and then was killed by her sister after he had gotten off of her. Myx's pups ended up dieing during the winter, along with her sister. She is now alone as a loner, looking for a mate to possibly start a pack with.

[Darkness]

//Accepted. Nice job, but try to be more descriptiive next time.

[myx]

ooc// Thanks.//bic