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Name for wolf: Zigana
Gender of wolf: Female
Rank of wolf (if adult): Alpha

Colors: Dark Purple eyes, pawpads dark gray with pink splotches, markings yellow-gold

Markings: White stripe on nose, white socks on feet, tail end/tip white. Stars yellow-gold. Crescent moon earring yellow-gold? Sash like thing around neck with yellow-gold circles dark purple? Tambourine held in mouth?

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Personality: Zigana is a free spirit, although that doesn't mean she feels no joy in the company of others or that she wishes to be a loner. No, she is free in spirit, feeling as though she were as light as a feather dancing on the breeze. Dancing is one of her forte's, for she moves to the beat of the wilds music, with the bells jingling on her purple scarf, holding a tambourine in her mouth to shake and when able hitting it with her tail. She moves with gusto, without a sense of rhyme or reason, only knowing that she must for her feet cannot resist the urge to move to the tinkling music around her. While music and dance is a big part of who she is and what she loves, it is not all there is to her.

Zigana believes in the mystical even if she has no powers herself, she enjoys hearing the tales of the seer and shaman from the world over, or at least her small portion of it. She also believes in reincarnation, even if it might not be real. It might get her into trouble at times, especially if she believes someone to be the reincarnation of an ancestor or legend, just by their appearance and attitude. Yet she is so passionate in her beliefs that there may be those, susceptible to suggestion that may very well believe her. She is not deliberately trying to lead others astray, because it is something she genuinely believes though she is never actually correct, but one cannot get her to believe something else. Which shows that she is a rather stubborn sort, but in other areas she may admit defeat and that she was wrong, but not in that.

No one could ever say that Zigana had been cruel to them, for she is quite friendly and only wishes to be of assistance. However due to her bizarre beliefs and the rituals she performs having been partially exposed to humans as a young pup whom traveled in caravans, having arrived on the lands by stowing away on merchant ships. They were the vagabonds, the outcasts of society and sometimes believed to be evil witches. Zigana does not trust all humans, but those of Gypsy lineage she is more inclined to trust, yet she desires to be free from them and live among her kind only. However much of their rituals and beliefs have made Zigana who she has become.

History: Zigana was born into a small band of traveling loners, not necessarily considered a pack. They came and went as they pleased, though more often than not they could be found traveling together as a single unit, squatting on territory which was not theirs, though never disturbing the locals. For their keep they would perform tricks, dance and make music with the items that it was possible for them to do so with. Due to this, the group remained quite small however, as the morality rate was rather high.

Zigana was only one of two out of a litter of four to be born alive. However her brother, only a few minutes before her when he was just a pup wandered to far away alone without adult supervision and was never seen again. Zigana believes that she had seen him swooped up by a predatory bird, but she could never be one-hundred percent certain that it had indeed been him. She mourned his loss, and with his loss her father left, never to return to her or her mother again. The pack was not much for mated pairs, everyone doing as they pleased, no matter who might have gotten hurt in the end.

As Zigana grew, the group passed a small human camp. It seemed that they might have been outcasts in comparison with other larger groups. It was the first time she had ever seen the two-legged creatures with opposable thumbs. She had little trust in them, but when one was ill she felt compelled to remain by her side until someone arrived to help her deliver the new life she carried. Zigana would never forget that experience, but she preferred to keep away from such camps, as there had been one that had kicked her. They were unpredictable, but it was also how she obtained the ring in her ear and the purple sash like thing with the golden coins attached to part of the hem. Here too was how she gained her tambourine, a couple of the people having come over as indentured servants only to run away.

After a time, as she grew older and larger, she also grew tired of the group. She did not wish to go from place to place, but instead wished to settle. When her mother perished in a hunt for a large prey animal, having been kicked in the head she decided that it was time to leave the group. There was nothing there for her, even though a couple of the males had tried to woo her, she was not interested. The morals and even some of the rules of the group were not for her. Thus she decided to find her own land, to begin her own pack. Still, her wandering past would mould her future and that of her pack. Yet it would not be entirely as it had been.

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Adult Female with Medium Edits: 500k/500k (100%)

An old character of mine from a couple different places.
Birthmark

Ref from Wolfhome:

Back: Dark Chocolate
Fur: Chocolate
Underside: Tawny
Feet: Dark Chocolate
Tip of Tail: Tawny
Behind Tip of Tail: Cream
Rest/Most of Tail: Chocolate
Eyes: Pond Green
Birthmark: Cream colored starting at her eye, looks like a snake is about to eat her eye, though its just a birthmark.
Ears: Spring Green

and another Ref
lines by Kay Fedowa: (There's a spring green line and also on the tail too... original design minus the spring green hair xP)