Elsa - Female - Caisteal

Name: Elsa
Age: Two
Sex: Female
Pack: Caisteal



Breed: Eurasian
Height: 24” (61cm)
Weight: 80lbs (36kg)
Fur Colour: Overall, brown, with red and red-creams along her front, stomach and legs. Has bands of black.
Eye Colour: Plain, dull grey.

Physical Description Summary: In a word: scrawny. Elsa is awkwardly proportioned, with long, spindly legs like stilts. Her fur is a perpetual mess, sticking up in all directions. She looks like a hatchling duck, all downy and fuzzy. She has a slender, pointed head and an agile body, but her face, neck and front left leg are peppered with scars. Her face is mostly reddish-cream, with oddly large brown ears and dark brown to black markings. Her mane is mostly brown with black bands on it, and sticks in all directions. Her chest, underside and legs are all that reddish-cream colour. On her back and towards her tail she has mostly black-tipped brown fur, with some parts of cream throughout. Overall, she is rather plain-looking, scruffy and scrawny, with plain, grey eyes. She is much smaller than her father and her siblings.



Personality: Elsa is extremely shy, needing the support from her father to properly manage things. She is somewhat traumatised, leaving her mute. She is not, however, stupid. She is calculating, intelligent and quick, and she is very vague of mind. As a pup, she was always going on little adventures and making up stories. A constant, off-with-the-fairies attitude means she is easily crept up on and easily frightened. Elsa is always thinking and dreaming, and enjoys her own company over the company of others. She feels guilty, as she is not as strong or as useful as her brothers had been, and sometimes thinks her father resents her for surviving, rather than one of her other siblings.

History: Elsa was born the runt of a litter of three. Her burly, grey brothers were much rougher in play than her, and so she spent a lot of her time exploring and building her imagination instead of playing. She lived in relative peace there; the youngest of thirteen, with a new litter of four just born – but her uncle invaded the pack territory and overtook it, killing everyone in ambush. Elsa hid, but could see everything, and it scarred her. She travelled with her father to Calic, diligently following him wherever he was to go, settling in Calic recently.

Notes: None at this time.