Blue [wip?]

Personality:

Unreliable. Blue is notorious for her unreliability. You cannot count on her for anything. She tells you you're going one place, and she leads you in the opposite direction. She turns up late, sometimes not at all. Most people tend to never make arrangements with her for that very reason. It's not worth the trouble. Blue can't explain why she's so unreliable. Her thoughts often distract her, and sometimes she just forgets. With so much going on, it's very easy for plans to simply slip her mind.

Flirtatious. Blue is extremely picky in who she chooses to flirt with. She likes the clever ones. She adores the ones who get easily ruffled, or even embarrassed. Blue isn't one for lust, but she does enjoy close, physical contact. She was brought up to believe that an innocent lick here or there was nothing to worry about. Sometimes this can make others uncomfortable. She is often unaware of invading other's personal space, and it can sometimes make things rather awkward.

Clever. If you ever looked into Blue's mind, you would be confused. Utterly confused. Whilst Blue stores a lot of useful knowledge, she struggles to keep it at bay. She thinks on hundred miles per hour, making it difficult to keep up with her. Babbling is something you can't get away from when you're with Blue. When she's alone, you can often find Blue muttering to herself.

Impulsive. Split decisions are the core of Blue's personality. She is keen to throw herself into danger at any cost. She is lucky to have made it this far, however she hasn't been able to always escape unscathed. Blue pays no heed to the mistakes she's made in the past. As clever as Blue is, she never learns. She still dives head first into a situation without thinking beforehand.

Protective. Blue is fiercely protective over the ones she loves. She would protect them in a heartbeat. She is not afraid to kill. It's not so easy to get onto Blue's 'protected' list. She usually only has one or two spots available. However, if they are threatened, Blue would do anything in her power to prevent them from getting hurt; even if that means putting herself at risk.

Lonely. As upbeat as Blue may seem, Doc's death took its toll on Blue. She is truly alone in the big, bad world, with no adventurer to run with. She misses her best friend desperately, and doesn't know whether she could ever have such a connection with another animal again.


Appearance: Optional if you have a photo. 50 words at least without a photo.


History: Blue was born far away from Hexasol, in a small, abandoned town. Her mother was weak, and her other sisters were sick. It wasn't long before Blue's sisters died from illness, leaving only her and her mother. It was a simple life to begin with. Blue was well aware that her mother did not have long left in life, and this consequently meant Blue had to grow up a lot faster than most cubs. Once Blue was weaned, it appeared her mother had given up all hope of survival. One morning, Blue woke to the dead body of her mother. Blue did not grieve. She had expected it for far too long. Instead, she left to find a new life.

Whilst travelling through the country, she came across a Pack. They consisted of large, superior felines. They took Blue in before she even knew what the Pack stood for. They were clever, far more clever than Blue had ever imagined. She had apparently shown promise. With that, Blue was taught of their morals. They were there to protect and to watch. They were guides, they were a community. Blue wasn't sure what to think, however, she got fed and watered, so she stayed with them. She took part in a strict teaching regime, and Blue learnt a lot over the year she stayed with them.

One evening, whilst Blue slumbered beneath a tree, a figure appeared in the shadows. Standing, Blue approached the tall animal. She had seen canines before, so she was not surprised. His eyes were full of excitement and light. With a tongue lolling out, the canine examined her. He had called her beautiful, and they were gone into the night. Blue hadn't known what she was thinking.

"Are you stealing me?" She had asked as they ran from the Pack.

"I'm merely borrowing you," The canine had replied with a quirk of his lips.

The canine was called Doc, and they travelled together. He showed her the beauty and the wonders of the world. Together, they had fought packs of hyenas, galloped with the aloof herd of wild horses in the north, and watched the sunrise from the highest peak of the eastern mountains. Doc had become a close friend. It was not love in the sexual sense. It was deeper than that. They had a connection that could not be severed. Blue had adored Doc, and Doc had adored her.

Doc had told her of the war in Hexasol. She spoke with bitterness and sadness. Blue had always listened to his interesting stories of the strange city that felt like a distant dream. He had told her about how he just wished it could end. He wished he could end it. They both knew it wasn't that simple. He also spoke of his best friend, Twitch. Blue had loved hearing about the adventures they had got up to together. She wished she could meet Twitch, but Doc never told him what happened to the other canine.

Doc died in his sleep several months later. He had been old when she'd met him, and Blue had gazed down at his still body. He looked peaceful in death. She had left him facing east, so he could forever watch the sunrises in the morning. And with that, Blue left. She travelled to the mysterious Hexasol city. Doc had always spoken about it with fondness, and she was now curious. There, Blue stayed. It was the closest she could ever be to Doc.

Season born: September


RP Sample: 200 words at least
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