Post by ?SilentCallings? on Mar 13, 2013 16:50:55 GMT -5
CASSANDRA
HER ESSENTIALS
Title: Cassandra.
Epithet: Cassie, Cass, Andra, Annie, Ann, Princess, Oreo, etc.
Gender: Female.
Age: Two months old.
Orientation: Pansexual.
Heritage: Cane Corso x Siberian Husky mix.
Pack: Mafia.
HER GUISE
Height: Twenty five inches at the shoulder.
Weight: Sixty pounds.
State: Healthy.
Eyes: Light cocoa.
Coat: Short, soft, and bi-colored with beige and white.
Song: Melodious falsetto tune.
Perfume: Sweet milk and sugar cookies.
Appearance: This femme will grow up to be a pretty picture, common for mixed breed canines, since they seem to always get the best of both worlds, certain traits from each of their parents that complement one another, and Cassie is a prime example of this theory. As an adult she will stand twenty five inches at the shoulder, a nice, average height, neither tall nor short, at the median between the two jotted numbers, and she is in the middle of all her siblings. However, in terms of age, she was the fifth pup born, and thus the youngest of the bunch, only by half an hour though, as they were all separated by that amount of time, like a litter was supposed to be. With all that lean muscle corded around her svelte structure, this girl weighs in at a powerful sixty pounds, thanks to her father, though she still maintains that petite aura, as if she would weigh much less, which comes as a surprise to some boys when she tackles them down for not referring to her as the princess. Her lobes stand half-folded, along with a fluffy tassel that lays over the expanse of her back, and elongated limbs to give off the sight that she is regal.
This mutt’s pelage is a luscious coat of short lengths, soft textures, and a main base of two colors. The most obvious of those is the purest of ivories, painted all over, from the bottom of her feet to her chest, as well as caping over her cranium, only to be splattered by the second, a light beige, with mid-tones in between, all sorts of chestnuts and brows dotting as well. Half-way on her muzzle is the peppering of onyx, this also found in some locations on her shoulders, as well as the base of her tail, and since it curves, only the stark ashen underside is shown, which is nearly blinding in the correct lighting given by the golden sun. She has two mole-like craters near her left cheek, just a slight uprising of skin, like what is common on most German Shepherds, most likely from her Cane Corso heritage, though in reality, she takes more to the Siberian Husky than any other canine in her appearance. This explains how her bodice seems to be built to take the sleigh rather than to fight bulls, her snout tapered and not blunt.
Her voids are twin pairs of cocoa pools, with tints of cinnamon here and there, not stereotypically blue like most princesses in the movies, she switches that idea around to show that the brown conveys more warmth and love, hence how she draws people in like a fly, with her gentle words and her personality, as if she is flying in the sky. Since she is still a youth, Cassandra has yet to gain any scars, and she hopes she doesn't have to resort to a battle to get one, for having that royal-mentality, she thinks clawing and scratching is only for savages, unless one is risking their lives to protect their homes and families, which is when she would join the ranks as well. Her nails are unique in the way that they form a pattern, one black and then one pinkish-white, repeating over and over again until they run out of paws, giving off the feeling like they were Oreo cookies or whatever, explaining one of her nicknames. For a canine, she has quite long lashes that are useful for batting to get what she wants, though never resorting to sexual favors, for despite her father’s reputation, she wants nothing to do with a soul touching her intimately in any way, at least until she falls in love with the right person.
HER DISPOSITION
Mentality: Not entirely stable, thinks she's living in a fairy tale, false reality.
Assertion: Neither dominant nor submissive, equal.
Likes: Sparkles, colors, jewels, friends, Mila, etc.
Dislikes: Callie, Ryland, annoying boys, dirt, etc.
Personality: Fairy Tale Reality. There is something definitely not normal up in this girl’s noggin, for she can’t seem to realize that she is a stray surviving on the streets with her family, not some princess in a magical kingdom, though thanks to their alpha of a father, who practically spoiled both litters of his children with power and things coming pretty easy to them. The thing is that she feels she is of royal blood, despite being a mutt, and since her sister Callie is so coddled over, she is extremely jealous of her, and despises the woman with a passion, enough that sometimes she wishes she could just stick her in a ditch to die, so that she would become the new apple of her daddy’s eye. Though in truth she favors her mother over her papa, since Mila actually treats her like an heir, instead of some second choice, and she doesn't realize that maybe her dad is trying hard to give all his kids the same attention, but she is too youthful to be normal, to think sanely. Every male she sees is either deemed as a knight in shining armor, prince, or evil villain sent to sweep her away to lock her in a tower, and her vision sometimes distorts to add accessories to them, such as armor, snakes, or crowns. This shows that her mental situation is rather serious, not some vague affliction, and the thing is that she talks in the manner of the old fashioned, with proper terms and a classy stance. She is always polite, with the tongue of an ancient court woman, ready to present her family in a regal way, and her chin is always tilted up, especially when boys of her age try to court her, for she does not approve of such improper behavior for children her age.
Girly-Girl. This is also another basic trait that practically makes up Cassie, she is in every sense a woman, both mentally, physically, and horridly stereotypically. She insists on being snobbish, primped, and independent, not wanting anything to do with men at this stage in her life, believing them to be ridiculous and foolish, with no sense in those heads of theirs, the only thing on their mind being that of breeding and passing on their genes, when all her thoughts are on is that of playing with the flowers, of course without getting her coat dirty, she cannot stand that one bit. The pup loves to keep her luscious fur clean and silky, so different from her diverse siblings who actually act like tykes, she is like an adult in a child’s frame, rolling her eyes at the antics of those who are playfully foolish, like knocking each other in the river that runs through their territory. When asked a question, the maiden always uses respectful language, never dirtying her tongue with vulgarities, nor speaking like a baby, she is extremely intelligent and able to capture things like a fresh sponge. She is known to squeal when mud comes into contact with her, though other than that she has no fears, except for her phobia of spiders, something thought to be common with her gender, she cannot even stand the sight of one without freezing in her place. Something about those buggy eyes and hairy legs make her shiver, even when someone mentions it, though one can tell that other than that, Cassandra is just your average moody femme, who thinks the world revolves around her when it does not, but deep down inside, to a select few, she shows her true colors of a sweet and gentle, funny and cheery, playful and spectacular girl.
HER PAST
Parents: Ryland x Mila.
Siblings: Lucifer [Brother], Charlotte [Sister], & Callie [Sister].
Mates: None.
Offspring: None.
History: Puppy born on site to Ryland and Mila<333
EXTRA STUFF
Set: Click<3
