"Fool me once, fool me twice..."
-Basic Knowledge-
Name: Talik.
Meaning: The land that remains frost-free, even when surrounded by deep snow.
Nicknames: Bow, occationally. Otherwise, none.
Gender: Female.
Rank: Pup.
Height: Tiny, but growing every day!
Weight: Very, very light.
Physical State: Small, somewhat weak. Her leg has finally mended, for the most part, from her fall.
Distinuishing Features: The huge bow tied around her neck. Seriously, how can you miss it? Also, her light pink fur.
Likes: Her bow, as it's the only thing that she has from her rescuer; Kindness; Helping people, and being able to protect them; The spirits, as she believes they spared her life so long ago; And second chances.
Dislikes: The Darkness; Anyone who opposes the spirits; Lost opportunites; Far heights; The gorge she fell into once, although she doesn't even know where it is; and feeling helpless.
Skills: As of right now, not many. Does her determination to protect and save count?
"...Spirits rolling your life's dice."