Zelia; Silver Fox

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I’VE HAD ENOUGH SO-SO FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE[/CENTER][/size]

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EVERY DREAM OF WINNING[/center]

[/b] Zelia Lynn
nicknames: Zelia, Zel, Zelly w/e really
gender: Female
birth season: Spring
age: 4 years
moral alignment: Chaotic Good
orientation Bisexual
species: Silver Fox
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EVEN WHEN I WAS FALLING DOWN[/center]

[/b] base coat black
eye color: Bright yellow
markings: silver "saddle", white tipped tails, her dark coat is offset by bright blue green rune like markings that swirl around her paws, legs, and tips of her ears.
mutations: Bi-tailed,
height and weight: 3 feet long from the tip of the nose to the tip of her 15-inch tails
distinguishing features: Two Large hoops in her ears.
any disabilities: N/A
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OUT WHERE YOU LEAVE THEM ALL BEHIND[/center]

[/b] clan life, rabbits with a side of berries, gentle snowfall, the sound of water, the arctic night, males and females alike, and anything with gold and jewels.
dislikes: High pitched noises, feeling trapped, obnoxiously good clan mates, feeling alone, being told what to do by someone she deems not above her (even if they are), the color pink or purple, and animals with overly bright coats, they hurt her eyes.
strengths: Stealth, bold, loyal, extrovert, and devious to enemies.
weaknesses:Procrastination, lazy, complains, facetious, and is hard to trust.
personality overview: Zelia was a fox to herself and for herself, now while old habits die hard the past traveling gypsy theif for hire is trying to turn her life around. She's fun for all the clan parties and her inappropriate humor can either disgust others or bring a deep bellied laugh. One would never think she was a spy or a thief until she shows her skills to the clans leader, she prefers that only her clan leader know how she can bring help to the clan while all the other's need to know is that she is a good friend and companion, her loyalty only to the clan she chooses. Of course, as said, old habits die hard and members not of her clan usually find themselves missing a jewel or two.[/ul][/size][/blockquote]

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I‘M SO RICH THAT IT AIN‘T FUNNY[/center]

[/b] Leahlin; 7; unknown, more than likely deceased
father: Darius; 9; Deceased
siblings: 1 (is playable if anyone wants to make a claim) Ulfriss; 4; Unknown
others: Friend she can't remember; plot if you wanna play it out PM me!
history overview:
Zelia was born to a clan. Honestly the name of her birth home she can't remember though her paws are leading her to a place similar to that faint memory of a warm den and good clan mates. Her mother and father were old when her mother gave her first and only litter of pups. They thought her mother was not able to give birth, secret be told her mother was not able to give birth, the old silver fox begged her deity to bless her with pups even gave the last of her jewels as a sacrifice to the spirit. Next spring she was given Zelia and Ulfriss.

Zelia's life growing up was normal, yet her father died from age. Zelia at a year old was taught everything the young silver fox was supposed to know. The death of her father and seeing her mother sick; she will regret this till the day she dies but she ran from her home. Her clan she knew would take care of her brother and mother. Life as a loner had it's ups and downs she fell in with a bad band of rouges. They were thieves and spies, murderers and cutthroats. Zelia loved their life style. The dark side of the Gypsy world. They lived for themselves and by themselves. Of course they claimed that they lived their lives for the good of the Tundra. Zelia tried to stick to her heart and follow what she deemed was good and bad. Until that fateful day. Her team was assigned a job. Black mail and corruption between two clan royals. Tiger Brothers. As usually only the leader of their team was supposed to know what was going on. It wasn't until she realized that they were slipping too easily into the territory. Usually it was harmless games they played with powerful leaders. This time, they easily killed the guards to the den they were entering, silent as night they slipped into rooms and the leader sprang onto a soft bed. Their leader was a leopard and easily killed the she tiger laying in the moss. Zelia full of adrenaline rushed forward before she stopped. The blood bath that happened as several dark predators rushed forward widened her eyes in disbelief. They were slaughtering the cubs. She felt hopeless. In a moment she snatched up a cub and ran from the chaos. Her dark coat hiding her even from her pursuing gang. She dropped the cub and told the frightened thing to run to it's clan leader or father. She left the territory hoping that it wasn't in vain.

That night she left her rouge clan and went solo trying a freelance lifestyle. It is hard when you want the nightmares to stop. The twisted vixen just wants to slip into a clan and see if she can't just be accepted for who she is and maybe put her past behind her.
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BORN A ROLLING STONE[/center]

[/b]: Zel
rp experience: 10+
have you read the rules? Yes Riley; you know where I live XD
where did you find us? Riley introduced me [/ul][/size][/blockquote]