SHACKLES look G O O D on Me, No? [[ a l l e a h ]]

[.Dobie.]

The name is Alleah,
You pronounce it awl - ee - uh
I tolerate no other names.
I am of two years of age.
Excuse me, doll, but I am female.
and if you've lacked to notice,
I shed the precious blood of the Kai Ken.

A P P E A R A N C E

Coat: A lovely brindle coat that has most males looking her way twice. Her fur is black as night, with a brown tinge. Beautiful russet stripes that gleam in the moonlight. The stripes turned a solid black dog into a startling gorgeous creature with a tiger striped pattern. Her pelt is cared for, you wouldn't know she was a stray if it wasn't for her confidence in her walk.

Build: She's a girl, that much is obvious in her feminine body. Her frame is slender. Her muscles show, but you'd have to be looking for them instead of at her beauty. She's slim. Her legs are long, with rather large graceful paws. Her body is made for her perfectly, quick, agile, and strong.

Eyes: Alleah's eyes are a dark brown, almost black. There is a golden amber ring on the outside ring, that is the only major color you'll find in her eyes that stand out. Her eyes are warm. They have a flirtatious glow to them that males overlook. Her dark brown orbs hide most of her emotions beside this one, flirting mask.

P E R S O N A L I T Y

Likes: Being the Center of Attention - Playing with her "Prey" (*cough*males*cough*) - Males (One Night Stands) - Fighting - Attention - Males - Running - Males - Attention
Did I mention she likes males and attention? How about attention FROM males?
Dislikes: Competition - Loosing a Fight - Aggressive Blokes
Strengths: Persuasive - Acting - Running
Weaknesses: Merciless - Leading - Lack of Patience
Talents: "Hunting" - Running - Manipulating - Fighting
Fears: Rejection - Death

Alleah tends to be a slut, making her least best friend Karma. She knows what her mother gave her, and yes, my damn, she does use it. She'll wrap males around her paw until she can get them to do whatever she likes. Which, mostly only consist of a few smooth words, a smirk, her strut and batabing! She has 'em. She has an amazing poker face. She plays a beastly game of 'cards.' She knows when to call it, or fold.

Alleah is a rather violent canine. She lacks much patience, making her snap her jaws at the slightest things. Though she has trained herself to be violent and manipulative, she knows when to wait or drop back. She lets her mind do the thinking, while most dogs fighting comes natural. She talks to them, distracts them. She makes them blinded by fury so they are to the point of being clumsy. When she strikes, other dogs find themselves disoriented. If it's not because of the beauty replaced by vicious, murderous rage, it's because of her mind games. She takes crap from no one. She keeps her tongue sharp, and knows her size and strengths. Her being smaller than most dogs keeps her from leaping into a fight she can't win. Alleah dodges, blocks, and runs until they get weak and tired.

H I S T O R Y

Alleah comes from a fancy pure breed line of the rare Kai Kens. She was born along with her two brothers. She was supposed to be the proper young lady of the family, but that wasn't her way. She tackled with her brothers, went outside to run in circles, wasn't afraid of stepping in the mud, and rolled in dirt. Her mother was always in an ill mood with Alleah for her immature ways for a dog with such high lines of perfection. To her parents, it was all about blood and behavior that counted. They scoffed at mutts and mix breeds. They curled their lips at outspoken puppies. Alleah met the definition of all of the things her parents despised, excluding the hate for mix blood.

Frustrated, one night Alleah got out of the expensive, large prison called a house. She was about six months old. She trotted around, all over the lawn and territory, over lapping her trails. Once she was satisfied of her many inter lapping trails, Alleah turned her back on the house. She stretched out her legs, and ran. She ran until she couldn't run anymore, not wanting to get caught. Though she highly doubted they'd find her now.

She caught on to stray life quickly, watching from a far as other dogs rummaged for food. She was out hunting when she fell into the pack's territory. Despite her pleads, and protests, the sluts dragged her to the leader. Alleah glared around, but realizing defeat, paid rapt attention to the male, awaiting what he would do to her. She lowered her ears as she heard the mentions of rape, slaughter, and eat. But something about Alleah must have made him change his mind.

She joined ranks with the cannibal pack. There, she was used to taught to use her beauty to lure males into ambushes. It was amazing, she loved it. Everything about the pack life. The tracking, the hunting, the luring, the killing, even the eating. This was where she learned her sluttish ways. She quickly climbed ranks, becoming the head hunter. She and the head warrior were always at the leader's side.

When she was a year and a half, a traitor was found amongst the pack. Many of them. They attacked the packs. No one had a chance. When they were just fighting them off, another wave of enemies crashed into them, breaking the ranks, taking down the pack. The leader of the traitors, Ozzie- a white shepherd, murdered Alleah's leader, Seven. Alleah hit the ground with a jolt, a former pack warrior on top of her. She realized it was her friend, Beige. Beige let Alleah go, without a single glance in her direction once she turned her back.

Alleah has been going through places, finding prey where she could, living off males as much as she could. She has just stumbled upon this city, wondering what fun, adventures, males, and prey awaits her arrival.

[»Mocha«]

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