Nyx

[Nyx*]

Keep your feet on the ground,
When your head's in the clouds.

Name: Nyx
Nickname: n/a
Gender: Female
Age: Two years

Pack: Aurae
Duty: n/a

Appearance: Nyx's fur is comprised of mostly cinnamons, browns, tans, whites and blacks. Her base colour is a mix or cinnamon and brown, speckled together, covering the majority of her body. The top of her body, draped over her like a blanket, is dusted with black, which extends over the top of her tail and partially covers the outsides of her legs. This colouration halts just above her eyes, and from there on, down the bridge of her nose, can be found the cinnamon/brown mixture, while her lips and cheeks are furred white.

This white reaches down, covering her neck, and forms a point in the centre of her chest, before starting up again at her lower chest. This white also picks out points such as the insides of her ears, the insides of her legs, and the tops of all four paws. The tan mentioned before picks out points such as the fronts of Nyx's lower legs and a few other small areas.

Her eyes are a deep, blue-violet, and are often distant as her mind is off in some daydream or other. Her ears are large triangles perched atop her head, and their size ensures that her hearing is above average. Her body is small and delicate, fine-boned and light. She moves gracefully, though both her strength and endurance leave something to be desired. Her build leaves her a quick little thing, though not extraordinary so.

Although she does move gracefully when paying attention, it is generally simpler to consider Nyx clumsy, as she so rarely does pay attention! With her head in the clouds, she manages to trip herself up at least a few times a day. This leaves her always with several small cuts and scrapes, which she quickly treats with herbs, in order to ensure that they do not grow infected.

Personality: Nyx, although named as she is after the goddess of the night, couldn't be mode naive and innocent if she tried. She's a bit of an airhead, and can often be found in the middle of some daydream or other. 

She seems to have rather an inconvenient tendency of getting lost - most likely thanks to the way her mind is always anywhere but with her body. She rarely watches the ground before her, which also lends her an unfortunate clumsiness as she can be found tripping up even on perfectly level earth. 

Despite her rather dippy tendencies, the small female is a sweet enough lass, and will always do her best to help out those in need. She's often rather blind to the true nature of less friendly wolves, and as she always attempts to see the good in others, this can, unfortunately, land her in some dangerous situations.

She has an instinctive knowledge or injuries, illnesses, their cures and their treatments, and can often be found stockpiling herbs, in case they should be needed. This often leaves her smelling of the plants, and no amount of washing seems able to remove the fragrance. 

Nyx does tend to panic rather easily, and finds it nigh-on impossible to remain level-headed in a crisis. When worried or frightened, she will often cling to something that makes her feel safe, these things do tend to be wolves, whether the one concerned likes it or not!

Somehow, despite all of her quirks and odd characteristics, Nyx manages to be quite endearing to the majority of wolves, and she has known only a few occasions in which she has been chased away from their company.     

History: Nyx had a relatively ordinary childhood. She was born the youngest of three, and was the smallest and weakest of the litter. Her siblings were both male - named Erebus and Eros - and were very overprotective of their sister. Erebus' fur was a solid black, while Eros' was pure, snowy white, and they were both large and powerful. Nyx often felt inferior next to them, though it did accustom her to her diminutive stature!

Since her older brothers were forever getting into scuffles, Nyx quickly discovered her innate talent for healing. She could, and still can, often be found rooting around for and stockpiling herbs in case they're needed.

The small cinnamon wolf spent the first two years of her life with her parents and two brothers, before recently deciding that it was time to leave and make her own way. She left unsure of quite what she was looking for, but figuring it was likely that she would find a pack to play medic for, and take it from there!

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