<a class="postlink" href="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg162/xxinuyashaxxxx/imagesCA5JVY0G-1.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Name: Chiro<br/>Age: Looks 17 (23 in real)<br/>race: Human/wolf hybrid<br/><br/>The snow drifted down lightly as the girl stumbled her way through the cold lonely back alley's of the city. Her skin white as the snow, yet her cheeks looked like pink roses. Her nose making her sniffle pathetically. The hair on her head was soft thin and a mixture of pale grey to pure white, as the wind played hyplerly through it. Her eyes a tearful gold. the black leather bell around her neck echoed in the silence of the night. On either side of her head the wolf ears hung limply trying to keep what little heat she had in her body. The blue petti coat she wore ruffled in the breezy freely, bouncing her skirt about lightly as well. The corset under niether squeazing her so much she was light headed, which is why every step she took she seemed off balance, nah drunk. The only thing keeping her head warm was a small female tophat her<span style="font-style: italic">master</span>always kept on her.<br/><br/>Finally she made her way to an empty park bench where she sank to her knees gasping lightly for air, her lips white blue color. Chills racing down and around her body wildy. Her hands lightly and weakly gripping the arm trying to pull herself back into a standing position. Her leg yeilding a deep gaping bloody hole, dying the white snow under her a scarlet red. The right eye bandaged and dripping lightly as fear overflowed in the form of icey tears, leaving red streaks to form frozen rivers upon her frail skin. Dragging and heaving she finally got onto the beanch and curled into a tiny ball wrapping her tail around her legs for warmth. the blood slowly starting to freeze on her skin.<br/><br/>Chiro was 4ft at her talest twas why her<span style="font-style: italic">master</span>had her wear laced up healed knee high boots. She was quick witted and cunning, yet very obidient and easily frightened. She acted more like a kitten then a wolf. Her owner bought her along time ago in a black market trade, she has been trying to figure a way out ever since. Finally a blizzard blew into the city and her owner stepped out to get supplies, she figured now was her best chance. Though she didn't think things through... she had never been out of the house and didn't know how to take care of herself. She couldn't even fingure out how she could get a drink. She had tried all the fountians but all were covered in a clear coating cold enough to make her tongue stick to it. Her mought was like ice and her throat was sore by this point.<br/><br/>Off in the distance she could hear dogs barking, she shivered and curled up more tears stll rolling down her icey red cheeks. Her body ached from running three miles, which for her was equvilent to 100miles. She held at her heart as it struggled to beat her lungs feeling like they were freezing and on top of that she was starving.<span style="font-style: italic"> this was a bad idea, this one shouldn't have left the home...</span>she repeated helplessly to her self. Her voixce frail and soft shaken with cold and on setting illness. Her handswere numb and her vision was blurring.<br/><br/>She could hear footsteps in the short distance, they were walking slowly as if the owner were sad. She heard this and became encouraged, the only thing she could think was...<span style="font-style: italic"> help...me...</span>this lead her to get off the bench, tears streaming more down her face as the pain of her leg increased with each move she made. Her feet shuffling slightly forward trying to move. The muscles were locking up and the blood frozen to her. "H...elp... me...' she says holding up a shaking tiny little hand.... ice sickles clinging to her face from the falling tears... she sniffled and sank to a knee...her hand and arm out streched before her, fear and despiration clinging to her voice... "please, he...lp...m...." her request was never finished as cold took over leaving her unconious still outstreched hoping someone or something would fine her before it was to late.