Profile of Xinuata: Quick Facts
Played By: Zyn
Basic Info
Full Name: Xi'nuata Sudair
Subspecies: Mackenzie Valley
Sex: Female
Age: 4 (2/13/ 2010)
Birthplace: Canadian Rockies
Subspecies: Mackenzie Valley
Sex: Female
Age: 4 (2/13/ 2010)
Birthplace: Canadian Rockies
At a Glance
Quiet, reserved voice. Raspy when unused for a while.<a href=http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=RqlysZcI_Is> Voice, 11:38 onward </a>
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[4/7] Slightly balding and scarring on the neck from bite. Heavy with a toned physique. Wild Auburn red atop Beige and Crème. Large paws, bi-colored eyes. Pronounced gait.
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[4/7] Slightly balding and scarring on the neck from bite. Heavy with a toned physique. Wild Auburn red atop Beige and Crème. Large paws, bi-colored eyes. Pronounced gait.
Profile of Xinuata: Details
Appearance
<font size=1>92 centimeters at the shoulder
<br>165 centimeters in length, from nose to the base of the tail
<br>155+ lbs of muscle, bulk and fat
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Pale curls of gold is what makes the eye draw nigh, though the tops of russet leaves are what calls the eye to stay. A compelling contrast, however not uncommon, as a gifted trait passed down from a loving father and distant mother. Both were sights of gold and earthly tones, birthing the familiar bodice that stands akin to the remaining litter of three. However, the curls of the female took more from the sire, digging deeply within the recessive traits to unearth the autumn red to course from her mane down the length of her back. Only the base of her tail was spared, though it leaves the shy to wonder and the bold to know if this is certain or not.
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Beneath the tan bulk of ample warmth and fur extends the soft underbelly of rich crème inlaid with light browning. A common trait shared by both parents minus the crème along the tops of her paws, and thick black claws extending from callus digits. Her jaw shares the same hue, ending by a spot at the tip of her muzzle, and accented by the flecks that dance lightly throughout the jowl. Fur and weathered flesh wrapped around a strong skull shares little scarring to the world. A suggested trait expressed by one that listens and heeds. How false.
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Whatever scars cannot be seen on the surface and well hidden beneath a pelt of thick fur, only seen at best during a late shedding. Such blemishes were caused by the defiance in brilliant eyes. A <u>complete heterchromia</u> pairing of amber and brown to compliment her earthy tones. Though an anomaly and somewhat a rarity, she takes no pride in their color, as they have only served to bring about envy and malice from those she has been near.
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External aside, structurally the female is sound, once again taking from her sire and the inlaid attributes of a mountain dwelling wolf. Her large paws make for a heavy stamp upon the earth, though a waltz through ice and snow has made her quiet, leaving hardly a whisper of a sound. A deal of her height is found in her legs, extending a little longer than most but not so much as to unbalance her when running. Her heft and broad shoulders caters forward a defender’s build as opposed to a sprinter’s. Strong jaws make for an ideal bite in a warrior, as do shorter ears and a quick tail making for the grasp from an assailant all the more difficult.</font>
<br>165 centimeters in length, from nose to the base of the tail
<br>155+ lbs of muscle, bulk and fat
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Pale curls of gold is what makes the eye draw nigh, though the tops of russet leaves are what calls the eye to stay. A compelling contrast, however not uncommon, as a gifted trait passed down from a loving father and distant mother. Both were sights of gold and earthly tones, birthing the familiar bodice that stands akin to the remaining litter of three. However, the curls of the female took more from the sire, digging deeply within the recessive traits to unearth the autumn red to course from her mane down the length of her back. Only the base of her tail was spared, though it leaves the shy to wonder and the bold to know if this is certain or not.
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Beneath the tan bulk of ample warmth and fur extends the soft underbelly of rich crème inlaid with light browning. A common trait shared by both parents minus the crème along the tops of her paws, and thick black claws extending from callus digits. Her jaw shares the same hue, ending by a spot at the tip of her muzzle, and accented by the flecks that dance lightly throughout the jowl. Fur and weathered flesh wrapped around a strong skull shares little scarring to the world. A suggested trait expressed by one that listens and heeds. How false.
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Whatever scars cannot be seen on the surface and well hidden beneath a pelt of thick fur, only seen at best during a late shedding. Such blemishes were caused by the defiance in brilliant eyes. A <u>complete heterchromia</u> pairing of amber and brown to compliment her earthy tones. Though an anomaly and somewhat a rarity, she takes no pride in their color, as they have only served to bring about envy and malice from those she has been near.
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External aside, structurally the female is sound, once again taking from her sire and the inlaid attributes of a mountain dwelling wolf. Her large paws make for a heavy stamp upon the earth, though a waltz through ice and snow has made her quiet, leaving hardly a whisper of a sound. A deal of her height is found in her legs, extending a little longer than most but not so much as to unbalance her when running. Her heft and broad shoulders caters forward a defender’s build as opposed to a sprinter’s. Strong jaws make for an ideal bite in a warrior, as do shorter ears and a quick tail making for the grasp from an assailant all the more difficult.</font>
Personality
<font size=1>The structure of the pack was necessary.
That was what she had been taught since before she understood what the ‘pack’ meant. To her, it was to mean stability and prosperity as long as they remained a whole, though over time she was made to harbor resentment in the strangest sense. She understood quite well the importance of this unity, though the thoughts expressed by her dame were to the contrary. She looked to none of them as ‘family’, not even her mate as his title claimed. She had been a female bartered from another pack and thus looked upon the whole as thieves… and her own kin, traitors.
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Such a tongue rubbed off on the female pup of three, despite the constant positive influence of her sire. She learned of the joys of camaraderie and fulfillment, and basked in it wholly. Perhaps there is a part of her adult mind that still values these traits. Though coming of age brought to life the very ideals her dame had impressed for many seasons. Her belief in the pack, her trust of them was shaken, when she too was ‘bartered’ to join the ranks of another pack. Friendships made and potentials mateships were lost by the single word of zealous authority; both male and female.
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Her faith in the whole dwindled when reasons for her leaving was due to the ‘wants’ of others rather than in the hope that it would benefit her brief life. She became bitter towards the pack, just as her mother had done, and was stubborn toward the foolish lot that believed whole-heartedly in the strength of their whole. Her words became shorter til her voice fell to near silence, though the expressions of the wolf spoke in grander octaves than her voice could ever hope to reach. She became distant, often secluded from the whole unless a gathering was necessary. She fell into playing the part of another face rather than delve deeper into the community, lest she be made a pawn again.
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Though there was a saving grace; a few positive likings found through herself. She found that with time, she enjoyed the feel of snow. Even the bitterest company was made better by the cool touch of the powder against her fur, or even the first flakes of the winter as they fell from the mountains. In the presence of youth, she was all too elated. Looking into the eyes of the young never failed to birth a smile, but only in the thoughts of others, not pups of her own.</font>
That was what she had been taught since before she understood what the ‘pack’ meant. To her, it was to mean stability and prosperity as long as they remained a whole, though over time she was made to harbor resentment in the strangest sense. She understood quite well the importance of this unity, though the thoughts expressed by her dame were to the contrary. She looked to none of them as ‘family’, not even her mate as his title claimed. She had been a female bartered from another pack and thus looked upon the whole as thieves… and her own kin, traitors.
<p>
Such a tongue rubbed off on the female pup of three, despite the constant positive influence of her sire. She learned of the joys of camaraderie and fulfillment, and basked in it wholly. Perhaps there is a part of her adult mind that still values these traits. Though coming of age brought to life the very ideals her dame had impressed for many seasons. Her belief in the pack, her trust of them was shaken, when she too was ‘bartered’ to join the ranks of another pack. Friendships made and potentials mateships were lost by the single word of zealous authority; both male and female.
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Her faith in the whole dwindled when reasons for her leaving was due to the ‘wants’ of others rather than in the hope that it would benefit her brief life. She became bitter towards the pack, just as her mother had done, and was stubborn toward the foolish lot that believed whole-heartedly in the strength of their whole. Her words became shorter til her voice fell to near silence, though the expressions of the wolf spoke in grander octaves than her voice could ever hope to reach. She became distant, often secluded from the whole unless a gathering was necessary. She fell into playing the part of another face rather than delve deeper into the community, lest she be made a pawn again.
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Though there was a saving grace; a few positive likings found through herself. She found that with time, she enjoyed the feel of snow. Even the bitterest company was made better by the cool touch of the powder against her fur, or even the first flakes of the winter as they fell from the mountains. In the presence of youth, she was all too elated. Looking into the eyes of the young never failed to birth a smile, but only in the thoughts of others, not pups of her own.</font>
Biography
<font size=1>After a long lone travel in the winter, Xi’nuata came to accept her necessity for a pack. But it was with strong apprehension until she met a fate changing element. Her repeated encounters with the Warrior Raheerah encouraged her to take part in packlife again, by the promise that she would find fulfillment and eventually peace.
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Since her immersion, she has loyally devoted herself to the Vale while continuing to stretch out and explore the Teekon Wilds.
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Since her immersion, she has loyally devoted herself to the Vale while continuing to stretch out and explore the Teekon Wilds.
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Relations
Sire and Dame's names are unknown.
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Siblings: Arg'one and Tsuno'que
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Siblings: Arg'one and Tsuno'que
Profile of Xinuata: Additional Information
Registered on January 17, 2014, last visited May 17, 2014, 11:10 AM
Skype: chan_harr [poke me anytime!]
Xi'nuata; pronounced (see-noo-ah-tah)
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She rarely speaks above a whisper, and has a habit of removing herself from conversations that bother her.
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