Valdis
The Unnerved

The Unnerved

Valdis
"If you're here to tell me a message from the over sized black pile of bones with a soft skull, then just turn back around and tell him to find me himself. I don't listen to message boys."
Name: Valdis
Pronounced: Vowel-dez
Meaning: Goddess of the Dead
Gender: Female
Age: Adult
Orientation: Straight
Build: lean, shabby (all the loose torn skin), over average (but not large)
Eye: Right: Red/brown, Left: "blind" blue
Coat: Patterned like a Doberman, but really bloody and messed up.
Pads: Black
Claws: black
Pack: Reign of Terror (Mostly out of getting the alpha out of her fur)
Rank: Loner (Snarling)
Mother: A femme
Father: A dog/wolf mix
Siblings: none, that she cares to remember
Mate: -growls and snarls-
Children: -snarls-
Friends:
In-different:
Enemies:
Personality: Valdis is a cannibal by nature, she is VERY ill-tempered, and blunt. She doesn't really like anyone and prefers her solitude. She also has complete nerve damage all over her body, she gets hurt and Valdis doesn't even feel it, only instinct is what drives her.
Status: Available
Captured by: RL commission
Rp Color: Maroon, Small Text
Story: Valdis's puppy hood is at a lost. She isn't a nostalgic type of canine and so doesn't really reminisce about what it might have been like. She has been a cannibal for years, and to some speculation, the blood she gains from her kills is what keeps her pumping with blood.
Valdis is a solitary creature and has no real home. She moves from place to place and just recently accepted the offer to join the Reign of Terror, a pack headed by the Goblin King, whom she calls Soft-Skull or Bone-head due to his metal and bone helm. Though this is probably the most respect she has given to anyone, most of the time she either ignores others or hunts them to kill or torture before killing.
Upon joining the Reign there was a pack meeting and Valdis went to just see who she was not suppose to chew the spines out of, but saw the slave of the Reign. Her pristine coat was a mockery to everything Valdis had thought to be what was the rights of a slave, then again Selene (the slave) was a mockery for just still being alive.
The pack seemed fine with the slave's current imprisonment and so Valdis left to go scouting the surrounding packs and lone wolves. She has just got back into the pack territory and has found that the Reign has grown, along with shrunk by THE slave disappearing.
Pronounced: Vowel-dez
Meaning: Goddess of the Dead
Gender: Female
Age: Adult
Orientation: Straight
Build: lean, shabby (all the loose torn skin), over average (but not large)
Eye: Right: Red/brown, Left: "blind" blue
Coat: Patterned like a Doberman, but really bloody and messed up.
Pads: Black
Claws: black
Pack: Reign of Terror (Mostly out of getting the alpha out of her fur)
Rank: Loner (Snarling)
Mother: A femme
Father: A dog/wolf mix
Siblings: none, that she cares to remember
Mate: -growls and snarls-
Children: -snarls-
Friends:
In-different:
Enemies:
Personality: Valdis is a cannibal by nature, she is VERY ill-tempered, and blunt. She doesn't really like anyone and prefers her solitude. She also has complete nerve damage all over her body, she gets hurt and Valdis doesn't even feel it, only instinct is what drives her.
Status: Available
Captured by: RL commission
Rp Color: Maroon, Small Text
Story: Valdis's puppy hood is at a lost. She isn't a nostalgic type of canine and so doesn't really reminisce about what it might have been like. She has been a cannibal for years, and to some speculation, the blood she gains from her kills is what keeps her pumping with blood.
Valdis is a solitary creature and has no real home. She moves from place to place and just recently accepted the offer to join the Reign of Terror, a pack headed by the Goblin King, whom she calls Soft-Skull or Bone-head due to his metal and bone helm. Though this is probably the most respect she has given to anyone, most of the time she either ignores others or hunts them to kill or torture before killing.
Upon joining the Reign there was a pack meeting and Valdis went to just see who she was not suppose to chew the spines out of, but saw the slave of the Reign. Her pristine coat was a mockery to everything Valdis had thought to be what was the rights of a slave, then again Selene (the slave) was a mockery for just still being alive.
The pack seemed fine with the slave's current imprisonment and so Valdis left to go scouting the surrounding packs and lone wolves. She has just got back into the pack territory and has found that the Reign has grown, along with shrunk by THE slave disappearing.