OOC:
Here is the character I'm playing. Maeryn Lykoi, probably aged about five months. Here is the territory we'd be playing in, though note that territory wouldn't be playable in the IC forums of the game. :3 If you're confused about that let me know.
IC:
She had been growing rapidly in the past week, her size increasing in what seemed to be utterly random order -- while her body had grown larger, her paws and ears still remained disproportionately large, her ears even more so than her paws. They were the big ears of a coyote, though her father, Zulifer, was fully wolf and Maeryn herself carried only a quarter coyote blood from her mother. She knew these things because Mama had spoken of them and her dead father Zulifer often, quiet lamenting that Maeryn was sure she wasn't meant to hear. These things troubled the girl, and as she roamed south of her native beach-front home, she was instead preoccupied with the thoughts of an exploratory, curious puppy. Young as she was, Maeryn understood more about the world than her happy, carefree demeanor let on. She simply chose not to vocalize her thoughts, instead keeping them to herself and perhaps sharing a choice quote with Kerberos here and there.
Maeryn was smart -- deadly smart, perhaps uncannily so for a child of her age. Then again, so was Kerberos -- their razor intelligence had been cultivated by a mother who was less than doting, less than teaching. Their intelligence rose of necessity; they were lucky to have the rest of Inferni to rely upon. Were it not for the scraps of other canine's kills, the conscientious sharing of food by their elder clan-mates, they might have starved. Perhaps it was due to their heritage and distinction as children of the sub-leader; the few canines of Inferni had little to band them together. Still, they were smart for it -- less intelligent canines might have simply starved for attention and perhaps literally starved, as well.
The youth moved through the swamplands, occasionally having to wade through the water -- she did not mind this; her thick monochrome pelt reflected the water and kept her skin quite dry. Her bright gold eyes surveyed the territory and her russet-splashed muzzle twisted into a grin; the air was warm and thick here, strangely pleasing to the young coyote hybrid, who was used to the cool and breezy air of the coast. She rarely ventured outside of Inferni's territory, but Maeryn was growing more adventurous as she grew. She would not remain in Inferni for long. The sounds of motion caught her ears, and she lifted her head to watch as a crow landed in a branch above her head, his caw seeming to echo through the forest. The avian peered down at the wolf, who snorted and shifted her weight from one leg to the other, staring back at the creature with daring eyes. Her tail arced in curiosity and her ears perked forward, wishing the crow would land before her so she might try to pounce upon him.