Name: Rosalie<br/><br/>Age:19<br/><br/>Apperance:<br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i939.photobucket.com/albums/ad240/wolfgirl-taylor/Rosalie/Rosalie-Oh-Rosalie-1.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/>wolf apperance:<br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i939.photobucket.com/albums/ad240/wolfgirl-taylor/wolves/lonewolf.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/>Rosalie was running though Zandros, she was being chased by a few humans. Her short pink dress was ripped and stained with drit and some blood. She let out a sigh of pain as she fell and skidded her knee and got right back up running and rounded a corner loosing them. She stayed there panting her wolf scences kicking in as she stayed there catchign her breath. She sighed closing her eyes a moment before her secitive wolf ears picking up a commotion on a street near her. She shifted to her white wolf form and ran into the empty wearhouse and ran to the second floor and watched out of the window looking at the window at the fox and watched her golden brown eyes watching. She whimpered a little as she shifted back to her human form pushing her golden blonde hair out of her face and hurried down the stairs and around to corner toward teh fox and looked at her, "Hey if you need help follow me! I'm being chased as well...." She called hoping she heard it and looked around sencing danger.