Wichita Long


Del Cenere Gang
El Probado (NPC)
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veldt
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Sex:
Female
Species:
Jackal hybrid
Date of Birth:
11th August 2020
Luperci:
Luperci Ortus
Appearance:
Her coat is awash in warm brown and reddish tones, the darkest of which are at her back and fade into a mute auburn at her legs. There are accents of cream at her muzzle, tail, and chest, as well as pale ticks along the center of her back. Her eyes are a striking apple green.

Wichita looks a very even split of her jackal and coyote blood, her wolf and dog heritage almost entirely smothered out in terms of looks. Her ears are large, almost comically so, and overall she is very limby and willowy, as if the wind could blow her over with a single gust.

Notably, her tail is cropped into a bob, a source of phantom pain though the wound has long since healed. Her fur is soft, if not a bit sparse, and definitely not made for the cold. She can often pass as androgynous and lacks any definitively "feminine" features in her optime form (a large chest, hips, curves, etc.). Her face is thin, often made serious by her piercing gaze.

She is almost exclusively found in her optime form unless otherwise stated. Her hair is cropped short and only partially tamed, shorter in the back with longer bangs framing her face. On good days, it's just long enough to be pulled back into a low ponytail.

Oftentimes, she can be found wearing an army green poncho, tassels decorating the ends and several holes snagging its worn fabric.
Personality:
Unlike her extroverted father, Wichita is rather quiet and reserved, mostly keeping to herself if she can help it; this isn't to say she is unfriendly, however. She longs for meaningful relationships with others, but usually finds herself woefully unequipped when it comes to socializing. Her words are often straight-forward and frank, and she spares no expense to tell it as it is, as she is much more interested in remaining authentic and honest than nice and flowery.

Though she values her time alone, Wichita can potentially come off as needy to those she forms bonds with — desperate to prove her worth, yet simultaneously paranoid that she is overbearing or unpleasant to be around. Despite this, she is quite a driven young woman, hard-working and dedicated to her craft, though it may take time for others to break through her rigid exterior.

She has a deep southern drawl, and her words come across as deadpan and occasionally snarky, if not realistic. Even when she isn't completely sure about something, Wichita strives to present herself as self-assured and capable, especially so considering her appearance and unimpressive height may indicate otherwise.

Wichita is prone to suffer migraines from various stimuli. Her most common triggers include strong-smelling odors/herbs, stress, lack of sleep, and alcohol.
Relations:
Mother: Annabelle Long
Father: Phoenix Whitesage
Littermates: Tallahassee, Denver, Sioux, Reno, Cheyenne
NPCs:
Jaeger (draft horse)
History:
After the tragic death of his sister and the disbandment of his pack, Phoenix Whitesage made the journey back to the only place he knew he belonged: arid, red-rock Arizona. Falling back into the routine on the ranch he had previously abandoned in search of Sedona, there was a sizeable hole in his heart — afraid of commitment, he had ended, in callous fashion, his long-distance relationship with the sweet Lyssa Fontaine. Without a girl to call his own, Nick began a string of one-night stands to tide him over.

Unfortunately, one of these encounters left mistress-of-the-night, Annabelle Long, pregnant. Shortly thereafter, Wichita and her five siblings were born.

Her father, much to his reluctance, made sporadic appearances in her early life, but it was up to Annabelle to provide for six hungry mouths with a sometimes, sometimes-not lucrative job as an escort. When Phoenix became less and less of a reliable visitor, however, this led to Wichita and the others acting out. A freak accident caused by her brother caused her tail to become crushed and broken beyond repair, and there was no other choice but to salvage what they could, amputating the rest. Wichita, once vivacious and fearless, became noticeably more withdrawn and broody after this traumatizing event.

The last time Phoenix came to visit his bastard children, Wichita, angry at her father (and angry at the world, as teenagers often are), attempted to steal his horse and leave her family behind, not wanting to be a burden on her poor mother anymore and wanting to get back at her father. Luckily, she was caught before getting along too far, and Nick made a compromise with the girl: he'd get her a horse and gear her up for whatever journey she wanted to embark on, so long as she told Annabelle where she was going first instead of abandoning her family outright.

Begrudgingly, she agreed. Not long after she left, many of her siblings followed her footsteps, scattering to the four winds — though as far as Wichita knows, she is the only one to journey as far east as she had, eventually stumbling upon Nova Scotia after months of traveling.
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