Post by .:Desired:. on Jun 24, 2011 17:37:24 GMT -5
asmita
YOU CANNOT CONTAIN ME WITH A MILLION STEEL BOUND CHAINS
[/color][/font][/center]YOU CANNOT CONTAIN ME WITH A MILLION STEEL BOUND CHAINS
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NAME... Asmita ((ahs MEE tah))
AGE... Four
GENDER... Female
BREED... Jindo
PACK... Skyline
APPEARANCE...
Asmita is a striking spitz-like dog. Her Jindo blood gives her an athletic build that makes her a very pretty female. Asmita’s Jindo dog blood makes her appear like a Siberian husky, though she is considerably bigger than one. Her build is very feminine, her tail curves over her thin-set hips. Her legs are long and slim, muscle built in her back legs that make her an effective jumper. She has a broad chest, for a female. Her face is very feminine, jaw long and only slightly scarred. Her right eye is white, murky. The other is mostly brown until you reach the inside corner, there it is white, scar tissue as well.
Her fur is thick and white, the skin underneath keeps her cool in hot weather because it isn’t black, it’s pink. Her nose, claws and the tips of her ears are black.
PERSONALITY...Asmita is a quiet and very moralistic female. She treats everyone one she meets nicely unless they do something to deserve mean treatment. She is very loyal when it comes to ones that get close to her heart. Which is rare, Asmita is not one to tell a sob-story about her life.
She has a terrible anger, when it is finally sparked. Her patience should be legendary, but once things have worn on her for a while, she can snap. The anger is dark and quiet, only the one she’s angry at would know. She has a tendency to hold grudges for years, remembering past wrongs an individual might do. The only thing that makes her visibly anger, is when someone mentions what she thinks everyone calls a weakness, her eyes. She can deal with questions but as soon as someone seems to point it out as a weakness, she can be rater bitchy about it.
She isn’t a blabber, she speaks only when she has something important to say.
She can be depressed at times, though she is usually able to pull herself out of it.
HISTORY...
Asmita was born into a small family pack of purebred Jindos. It wasn’t that they were necessarily prejudice against other dogs, they just stuck to their own fighting dog breed more often than not. Her parents were Alphas, the best of the best. Two different extremes in personality and they passed them both onto their only daughter. Her father was kind. He was her mentor, teaching her everything she ever needed to know. She, the strange and rare white female pup, was his favorite. She learned all she knows about nature from his gentle soul. He told her love was the answer to everything.
She soaked it all in, becoming a fair and quiet female, fair in everything she did. She loved him deeply.
But her father’s wife, her mother, was completely different. In fact, she was just like her white-furred daughter. They never got along and constantly fought, sometimes coming to physical blows. Her mother was Alphess for her fighting maneuvers, targeting the body’s natural weaknesses. Asmita learned her different and exotic fighting from her mother, and she learned harshness as well.
Her father was the only medium between the two ferocious fighters. Asmita and her mother loved him deeply. Yet their love for him couldn’t stop their seeming hatred between the two of them.
Until the bear attack. One day, while the mother and daughter were in one of their spats, there came word of their father’s death. For revenge, his mother ran off to kill it. She failed.
In her grief, Asmita found the love she had for her mother and father. It surprised her, the amount of anguish she felt for the female that had made her life a living hell.
As the heir of her pack, Asmita was just and firm. She was loved by her small pack. For the next two years of her life Asmita was a famous Alpha.
Then the bear came back, and this time as Alpha, Asmita defended her pack. She succeeded, but lost her eyes. The bear made her completely blind in her right eye and partially in the left. She resigned her post, knowing in her heart that there was no way she could defend them now.
It took her the next year to understand and figure out how to survive with the weakness. She became rougher and crueler for a while, and occasionally she becomes depressed, remembering what her father taught her.
She’s here now because she wants to reclaim that part of her life. She thinks of it as a mission in life now.
