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Ezra
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3L - 2S - 3V
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Ezra Cain Kinsey-Stormborn
Ehh-z-ruh
Species
Mixed heritage wolf
Age
2 years, 6 months
Birth Date
2024-03-23
Sex
Male (He/Him)
Height
Tall
Weight
Heavy
Build
Athletic
Scent
Rich earth, rosemary, lavender
Eyes
Red
Fur
Cinnamon, Charcoal, Grey
Visible Oddities
"cheetah" face markings, heavy front limp
Mark of Mythris
Idle motes of light
Ezra Cain is born a hefty pup, well rounded and short, stocky legs. He truly enjoys throwing his weight around at any opportune moment. As he grows, his legs lengthen, becoming more symmetrical with his bulky frame. As his puppy fat sheds, he will have an athletic build and will stand tall, as both his parents. There is nothing quiet about Ezra, including his clomping steps and heavy limp due to severly breaking his front right leg as a child. Chronic pain & addiction leaves him often smelling like herbs and/or berries, due to the medicines he takes. Erza's bitterness and grumpy attitude often leaves him fitted with a near permanent scowl.
As Ezra's pelt goes, it is evident that his colors come directly from his mother. He has a mix of sooty brown cinnamon, slate grey and charcoal throughout, added with a touch of white 'points' at the tip of his tail, ears, withers and bridge of his nose, similar to his mother. His own distinguishing marking comes in gray streaks, which start at the inner corner of each of his eyes and down to his mouth, similar to that of a cheetah. From his father, a blood red gaze. The motes of light from his body (Mythris Mark) shift from icy blue-near white to a firey hue, like embers adrift from the fire in his veins.
As Ezra's pelt goes, it is evident that his colors come directly from his mother. He has a mix of sooty brown cinnamon, slate grey and charcoal throughout, added with a touch of white 'points' at the tip of his tail, ears, withers and bridge of his nose, similar to his mother. His own distinguishing marking comes in gray streaks, which start at the inner corner of each of his eyes and down to his mouth, similar to that of a cheetah. From his father, a blood red gaze. The motes of light from his body (Mythris Mark) shift from icy blue-near white to a firey hue, like embers adrift from the fire in his veins.