Heaven's Midst

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Name: Angelica's Regret
Nickname: Angel
Age: 1 1/2 yrs.
Gender: Female.
Species: I believe you meant breed? Arctic wolf.
Height: Still Growing.
Length: Still Growing.
Weight: 60lbs, but still in growth.
Eye Color: Murky brown.
Fur Type: Soft, silky, and still has some of her rough puppy pelt.
Color: White-silver.
Personality: See bio below.
History: See bio below.
Health Problems: None.
Msc.:May perhaps create adoptable bios for her brothers?


Hello, my name is Angelica's Regret. I prefer to go by my nickname or alias, as they call it, Angel. So you want to know my age? I'll tell you, I'm only about a year and a half. Young if I might say so myself. If you couldn't tell my gender already, I am indeed female. My breeding is that of a hudson wolf, or in a more common notion an arctic wolf. I don't stand at an exact height just yet. I'm still growing. The same goes for my length from nose to end of tail. Of course you'll be the rude one to ask about my weight. I appreciate your concern but I am only weighing in at about 60lbs. As I age I'll possibly gain some more weight, but till then don't fuss over me. I'm not fat, yet. Look me straight in the eye and tell just what color they are. That's right murky brown, but a divine coloration of brown if one can be flattered by thy self. My fur is just as divine. Its still puppy rough, but silky and smooth to touch. With winter still cursing its way around my pelt is thick for warmth but in the summer its thinner and seems to flow across my body. The coloration is a light hue of grey. Darkening at my muzzle and partially near my eyes. You know, it never hurts to look at my own reflection here and there. The rest though acts like a silver tint across the length of me. darkening in random areas. I can never get exact locations when the water ripples continuously.

I understand now why you put me through that horrific interview of nonchalant questions. You wanted a taste of my personality. Why didn't you just say so?! I'll give you a little bit of tid bit, I'm not that narcissistic. Unless you start asking numerous questions. Then it begins to become a bit extravagent. Now as to begin this quest of describing myself I'll start off with the very fact that when placed in front of another being I become shy. Though as a conversation or encounter continues I'll break loose of my shell and begin an act of puppy-like behavior. I mean who doesn't enjoy a few games?! I've never shown any signs of aggression, always been gentle. Perhaps too gentle at times. I am also too uncertain as to how else to describe myself. If its really that important to know about me, just meet me. You won't regret it.

Looking Back, You'll See ;;

It started when I was first born into a litter of three. Gabrial, the oldest, Myself, and Mystical's Fall, the youngest. I wouldn't be able to tell you if we were part of a pack once or not. I was too young to understand. What I remember though is that we were left standing on the outskirts of our den. Old enough to survive on our owns when we saw the sight of our mother's slaughter. My two brothers ventured after the murders seeking some form of survival. Still I am uncertain to this day if they have survived or not. I learned to make a living on my own as a rouge. Its a rough journey but I believe every second of it is worth it. I have yet to make an encounter with another wolf, but hopefully that will change before winter ends? Remember, I'm still young in my age. I don't really have much to recall on other than small details such as the fact that I've run into ruins and abandoned dends. Its not much, and I've still got a whole story left ahead of me.