<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/butKjEG.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Lilisa Langley<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>January 1st, 2018; 12:00 p.m.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>McAlester Freehold / Aldridge Hotel<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Pooka<br/><strong>Notes/Triggers:</strong>Shenanigans<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>PCs & Sir Geoffrey<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Lilisa smirked as she watched Woofs preen from the attention the others gave him, large fluffy curled tail sweeping back and forth as his muzzle aimed high in the air. The dog truely was impressive, his fur a deep pitch black like that of a panthers, and he was most deffinately huge, hard to guess with all the fur , but at Rhydeas introduction of Finnigan the Beast moved over and half "stood" against her resting paws on her shoulders to lean in and snuffle lightly at the plushy before giving its nose a small boop. Though he quickly backs down as a quiet but hard sniff from Lilisa, a twitch of her ears, and flick of her tail sees him settle back next to her in a small sulk. She gives a wry smile to Rosy, "Sorry, Im suppose to be the rude one normally.." She bowed to the others, but at Kuurin she paused a moment longer, a soft sad smile making her ears and tail droop before it was quickly covered up with a full radiant smile once more.<br/><br/>The pooka herself was a bit odd, her clothing looked more like that of an old native americas style, buckskins and beads, feathers and furs draped on her, but here and there were the strange additions of nordic style, a torc of silver and gold wires wrapped around her throat, rings with icons like the valknut, the Ægishjálmr, and others. Slung from her back what almost like a bearded Danes axe, but rather then metal its a massive slab of knapped obsidian shaped to a wicked edge, from the head several eagle feathers hang from leather strips, some painted red, some notched, and a few unblemished. The girl herself even has the same mix of the First People and Nordic blood in her, face a fine mixture of both that seems to accentuate each side depending on the angle you see her. Her hair follows that of her Other ancestry, off white color with the tips colored a mix of sandy brown and black, just like a coyotes winter coat, her eyes the color of molten gold, brilliant and bright.<br/><br/>As they pile into the elevator she looks around wide eyed before snapping back to Geoffery, "Lived here my whole life. Everybody knows me. Recently moved into my old patrons Freehold after he passed. Which is kinda good cause getting to the age where coyote moms tend to chase their cubs out of the den. So now i have my own place." She crouched down and began scratching behind Woofs ear getting a loud happy doggy rumble from the Behemoth.