AcaciaMalikov

AcaciaMalikov + Guess Who [1x1]

Acacia 'Ace' Malikova
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Truth

Would listen to Ryan speaking as she began sliding the eggs onto the plates, the yolk still runny though the white properly cooked as she'd place a fork and knife upon each and then grasped both plates before move towards the table. As she done this Truth would quickly move towards the table as well, tail swaying side to side as she made excited vocals before watching with disbelief as Acacia placed both plates on opposite sides of the small table in front of the two seating places.

"I'm sorry Truth, but I'm going to have to share some of mine today," she'd say as she slid into the chair by the plate with one egg. Gusturing to the table she'd let Ryan sit, "I hope it's cooked alright," she'd offer in light apologies when she remembered they were a bit rare on the inside though appeared a tad burnt on the outside, she didn't exactly have picky eaters in the household consider the wolf woofed down anything and everything she put in front of her.

As Truth watched the male approaching what should have been her meal she'd offer bared teeth and a very deeply chested rumble of disapproval. If he moved towards the chair and plate further she'd snap lightly at the air, standing close to the table as she seemed to be defending what she considered hers and not his. Acacia could only mutter lightly under her breath at the animal. "Truth, leave him alone," she'd say before quickly tossing a piece of venison she'd cut from her own across the room. The wolf quickly taking after it and forgetting the meal on the table for that short period.

AcaciaMalikov + Guess Who [1x1]

Acacia 'Ace' Malikova
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Truth

As she listened to Ryan compliment her 'dog', she'd chuckle lightly while slowly heading for the kitchen that joined in to the living and dining rooms with no walls. "She's not a dog," she'd start off with while moving to open the fridge, she would spot some cooked venison steaks still sitting on a plate from a recent meal her and Truth had not finished.

"Is venison okay?" she'd quickly ask while pulling the plate out of the fridge and placing it on the small bench before grabbing some eggs as well, "I could do some eggs as well," she'd add on before hearing him mention he had no money. What? What am I supposed to do with that answer, she'd think to herself before glancing at him and the tiny two person couch he was on, "That's the only spare bed I got," she'd point out.

"You're welcome to stay till morning, but this place isn't really designed for having guests," she'd continue on while starting to wash the pan she'd used for breakfast this morning and placed it on the now heating stove, she'd figure the human would want something warm to eat and so she would heat the venison once the pan was warm enough. While it sat there she would move to wash the only plates she had and placed them to one side.

Feeling the venison for a short moment she'd nod and place them onto the two separate plates, quickly moving she'd crack the eggs into the pan having only three in total she'd continue listening to anything the human may have said, "One or two eggs?" she would quickly ask as she prepared to place them upon the plate with the venison. Truth produced a light vocal at Acacia's speaking as she'd moved from her bed to the edge of the kitchen. The routine of making food caused the wolves mouth to water expecting the meal for herself and not the human as she awaited the prize.

AcaciaMalikov + Guess Who [1x1]

Acacia 'Ace' Malikova
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Truth

As Acacia eventually, after a small struggle, found herself up in the loft; a partial groan of disapproval would be heard as she gazed upon the mess of clothes, shirts, pants, underwear and bras all scattered upon the floor, bed and dresser. Blue eyes taking in the sight as she dropped her wet clothes off to one side of the room and moved to crouch by the largest pile finding a pair of sun-faded torn baggy jeans, another ivory white tank top, a pair of white panties with a matching bra, and a large visibly over-sized black hoodie.

Deciding Ryan was hidden well enough under the loft from her location she'd stand up placing her clothes on-top of the dresser, quickly removing his hoodie from over her head she'd toss it over the railing of the loft edge and listened as a light, 'thud' hit the floor below near the lounge area. Swift hands moved to grab the underwear as she bent over to hold them as one leg at a time slid within each hole, she'd then grab the bra and with great ease pulled the straps over her shoulders, arms reaching now behind her back as she clipped up the back. As she heard faint claws on the ground below of Truth entering the house she'd lightly call out, "No need to hurt him, Truth. Go lay down."

The regular sized faint timber pelted wold would huff a gentle breath, pink slither of flesh lapping over her velveteen nasal before she wandered to lay upon a pile of shredded blankets in the corner of the room, obviously where she slept at night. Acacia would smile upon hearing the unhappy creatures huff and returning to sliding herself into the over-sized jeans followed by the tank top and zip-up hoodie, though she didn't quite zip it up at this point.

Glancing around at the mess she'd then move over to the loft railing and lean upon it looking down towards the human. "If you're wanting something to eat I'm happy to make something, but I guess I'll make my supply run early and take you back to town," she'd say lightly, she was planning on going tomorrow, though it seemed she would have to reschedule it to accommodate the young man. After barely waiting for a response she'd head back down the ladder almost slipping once or twice under the pressure needing to be placed on her punctured ankle, and the audible complaint from herself as she cussed under her breath at it could quite easily be heard.

She stood at the base of the ladder for a short moment once down, leaning against it as support while looking over the damage to her ankle, It should be healing by now, so why isn't it feeling any better yet? she'd ask herself, she didn't know silver made wounds that didn't heal properly and she hadn't been paying enough attention to realize the trap she'd gotten into was made of exactly that material, silver.

AcaciaMalikov + Guess Who [1x1]

Victoria Nikitina

[Виктория Никитина]

Age: 21
Gender: Female
Species: Werewolf
Sexual Preference: Bi-Sexual
Accent: Russian
Familiar/s: Viktor Nikitin (Son), Acacia Malikova (Half-Sister)

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Appearance: Human Form

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Appearance: Wolf Form

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[Human Form-Wolf Form]

Strengths:
- Well Practiced Fighter
- Protective [Both]
- Stronger than Expected

Weaknesses:
- Hot Headed [Both]
- Easily Upset / Angered [Both]
- Not Very Agile

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Personality: Victoria may have been birthed by the same mother as her half-sister, Acacia, but she didn't resemble the younger sibling. She takes on a more dominant role in their relationship as she'd always been more interested in learning to kill while Acacia preferred sitting alone and doing her own thing. Victoria is also like her father, she's hot headed and over-reactive sometimes, her size makes her a worthy opponent while her agility makes it harder for her to keep up with more lighter framed werewolves like her own half-sister.

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History: Victoria was born into the same family as her half-sister Acacia, their mother a bit of a hussy when it came to getting what she wanted. Victoria was born to the Ulfric of her old pack, her mother enjoying the power that came with being his mate while ignoring the hot headed nature he held. Though Lucinda and the Ulfric were never really true mates, she tolerated the beasts behavior and had his child. When Victoria was about 1, her father was eventually being taken down by a rival pack, leaving Lucinda to find a new place to call home. On her journey she met a loner who became Acacia's father, though he didn't hang around long before leaving Lucinda to raise the young children by herself.

At about the age of 16 Acacia had taken off on her own, refusing to join any pack with her mother and sister, vanishing off the face of the planet for two years. Victoria hung around with her mother until she was 20, with her own son already at the age of 4, she'd chosen to take off and leave their new pack to offer him a better life, his father unaware the child existed.

Victoria has now spent the better part of her year searching for her sister while trying to keep her child away from the dangers of other werewolf packs. Her car boot is filled with blankets, pillows, toys, and food to last.

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Other: Single Mother, Drives a Station Wagon.

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Viktor Nikitin

[Виктор Никитин]

Age: 5 Years
Gender: Male
Species: Werewolf
Sexual Preference: n/a
Accent: Russian
Familiar/s: Victoria Nikitina (Mother), Acacia Malikova (Aunt)

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Appearance: Human Form

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Appearance: Wolf Form

He's never shifted, but this is a reference for when he does.

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Strengths:
- Energetic
- Care-Free
- High Stamina

Weaknesses:
- Easily Scared
- Refusal to Speak
- Separation Anxiety

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Personality: Viktor refuses to speak to anyone, his mother assumes he may not know how even though countless times she'd attempted to teach him. He's very clear on his emotions with his expressions and vocals. He usually throws a fit when his mother leaves his side and he gets upset when he doesn't trust someone. Though like any child he's full of energy, stamina and is as care-free as ever. He'll run all day and causes plenty of problems for his mother.

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History: Born in a small room with his mother and grandmother around, Viktor knows little of any other life. He's never left his mothers side and when she leaves him he throws a large tantrum, he refuses to speak to anyone including his family and after he turned 4, his mother dragged him off as they left the small pack they knew as home. He causes lots of trouble for his mother, and moving around a lot didn't help as he became more anxious and vocal than normal when things go wrong.

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Other: Basically Mute, Never Shifted, Isn't Afraid to Bite, Always Has His Worn Bunny Everywhere.

AcaciaMalikov + Guess Who [1x1]

Acacia 'Ace' Malikova
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Truth

Acacia glanced towards Ryan as they both walked towards the cabin, it wasn't far only a few short minutes as she continued to walk with an off pace, sinking slightly more on her injured leg as she'd bite her lower lip slightly trying to ignore the pain it produced. She'd never encountered many sources of silver, and as such, knew little of the damage it done to a werewolf and that it took it's time to heal. As the young man began questioning her being out in the woods stark naked and alone she stopped for a short period, eyes flashing down at her feet as she tried to think up something.

"Uh, you could say I enjoy nature, that's why I live alone..." she'd being saying and as she began walking towards the visible field where the cabin sat she'd continue on, "As for the, uh... being nude out here, that's just a long story."

Unable to really think of how else to say it she'd nod at the last part of his sentence, "I guess it is a bit strange, and a bit weird too." As they neared the building she'd see the door still wide open and her clothes missing from the wooden railing. Rolling her eyes she'd curve off to one side and quickly gather her hoodie and jeans from being buried under snow and groaned as she found the panties missing, though she didn't mention it out loud. Once she had the fabrics in hand she'd move back around and hobble up the steps only to emerge within the warmer interior of her household.

Glancing about she'd notice a few cabinets opened from his rummaging and with a bit of pent up annoyance headed to close them before she'd head for the attic, with some difficulty considering her ankle at this point, to find a new pair of underwear. Glancing over her shoulder just before ascending the ladder she'd speak towards the ginger haired male, "Please make yourself at home," she'd offer as she nodded towards the small pale blue two person couch just inside the front door. It sat in front of an old styled television, which by the looks of the large hole and cracks in the glass, probably didn't work.

AcaciaMalikov + Guess Who [1x1]

Acacia 'Ace' Malikova
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Truth

Acacia would nod slightly at the man accepting her offer and as she'd go to move she'd feel the jolt of pain in her ankle. Damnit, I need to get rid of him, this wound will heal quicker than it's supposed to, she'd think to herself before slowly stepping with a limp towards Ryan.

Listening to the offer of being carried or what-not she'd smile lightly, "I think I can manage walking on my own," she'd respond with that same almost melodic accent. Ignoring the crimson stains she'd leave upon the snow with every step she began moving in the direction of her cabin, echoing paws trailing off at a distance as Truth watched the pair closely in their movement, though she seemed more focused upon the male than Acacia.

AcaciaMalikov + Guess Who [1x1]

Acacia 'Ace' Malikova
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Truth

Acacia listened quietly as the man complemented the building she so happened to call home and he'd assumed was abandoned, it wasn't all that necessary to make a place look to other peoples standards when you lived alone with little to no company. As he continued on and accepted the nickname she offered instead of her real name she smiled and allowed a partial giggle to pass her lightly tinted pink lips upon him repeating his own name and realizing it himself.

"Th-that sounds like quite a journey you've had," she'd say in a gentle tone, her bright eyes of sky blue looking him over quickly before they landed upon his face, the smile already evaporated as she awaited the hoodie to be within her grasp. Slender digits grabbing it quickly as she'd maneuver it within her palms to be facing the correct way before sliding her arms into either sleeve and pulling the rest over her head. As soon as it was over her form covering her mostly she'd pull the hood down from upon her head so she could fix the mess of untamed auburn locks hanging to her shoulders.

The fabric of the red jumper still warm as she'd eventually stand up, lengthy legs of untouched alabaster holding her short figure as she made sure the jumper covered everything important before hands slid within it's pockets.

"Thank you," she'd say upon hearing the mans compliment on her accent and she'd smile, "Would you like to head back to my cabin? I could find you something to eat or even take you to the town," she'd offer, though still weary of him and in all truth she just wanted to find herself some proper clothes now that a human was here. Her Ute probably didn't even enter his sights when he approached the cabin initially, since from memory, she had it parked up behind the wooden building.

Ink On Your Soul

Victoria Nikitina

[Виктория Никитина]

Age: 21
Gender: Female
Species: Shifter
Shifts are Full with no In-Between, she's either Human or Animal.
Sexual Preference: Bi-Sexual
Country of Origin: Russia, though she knows English well and lives in America.
Companion: Kubik

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Appearance: Human Form

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Appearance: Chosen Shift

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Likes:
- Winter Weather
- Being Active
- Hiking / Being in the Wilderness
- Animals, especially dogs.
Dislikes:
- Loud Noises
- Large Overpopulated Areas
- Being Confronted
- Staying Inside All Day
- Heights and Falling

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Bio: She doesn't share her history with many and being raised as a shifter, Victoria knew little of any other life, though with this raising she found she could work with some of the most troublesome of animals, she understood them a bit better (she can't hear their thoughts, she just understands their actions more than humans or others would). She had uncontrolled shifts from child to creature throughout her childhood, preventing her from attending any schools as her body worked its magic upon finding a form that suited her best.

Her mother was a cougar, strong and muscular yet gentle towards those closest to her while, her father was an owl, an odd yet wise creature as he and his wife began building a family. Victoria was their second child, though she knows nothing of her older sibling she never really asked as that was the way of her family. She wound up, at the age of 11 being a wolf in her final shift and it's stuck ever since. Though she's capable of other shifts, she'll always have the wolf etched into her heart. She's now 21 and moved about 2 years ago from her mother country to a new place to build a life.

She's found herself as a Dog Trainer helping people with troublesome dogs and she'd recently adopted her own fuzzy companion to keep her company since things were just starting to get lonely. She travels a lot to keep herself fresh and occasionally watches houses while pet sitting to avoid having to rent a place in every new location. She sometimes wonders, while looking down at her wrist, if she'd ever find that somebody her parents told her was unavoidable in life.

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Occupation: Dog Trainer / Dog Sitter

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Feelings about meeting their soul mate: Excited yet Fearful. Why? Because Victoria takes pride in her work with animals, she's only really enjoyed conversing with others when it came to the fuzzy creatures around her and her line of work allows her to succeed in just that. She is though excited as she's never felt any real connection or relation with anyone except her family who were no longer around to support her in this new country.

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Kubik

Age: 3-4 Months
Gender: Male
Species: Husky

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Ink On Your Soul

@AcaciaMalikov

Accepted. You can put her in the character's section!

@Morte Angelis

Thank you ^-^

Ink On Your Soul

Hi, figured I might drop in a CS because I heard this was still open and had my interest peeked. I've not done this particular type of RP before, but I'm interested in trying to see how I go. Thanks.

Victoria Nikitina

Victoria Nikitina

[Виктория Никитина]

Age: 21
Gender: Female
Species: Shifter
Shifts are Full with no In-Between, she's either Human or Animal.
Sexual Preference: Bi-Sexual
Country of Origin: Russia, though she knows English well and lives in America.
Companion: Kubik

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Appearance: Human Form

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Appearance: Chosen Shift

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Likes:
- Winter Weather
- Being Active
- Hiking / Being in the Wilderness
- Animals, especially dogs.
Dislikes:
- Loud Noises
- Large Overpopulated Areas
- Being Confronted
- Staying Inside All Day
- Heights and Falling

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Bio: She doesn't share her history with many and being raised as a shifter, Victoria knew little of any other life, though with this raising she found she could work with some of the most troublesome of animals, she understood them a bit better (she can't hear their thoughts, she just understands their actions more than humans or others would). She had uncontrolled shifts from child to creature throughout her childhood, preventing her from attending any schools as her body worked its magic upon finding a form that suited her best.

Her mother was a cougar, strong and muscular yet gentle towards those closest to her while her father was an owl, an odd yet wide creature as he and his wife began building a family. Victoria was their second child, though she knows nothing of her older sibling she never really asked as that was the way of her family. She wound up, at the age of 11 being a wolf in her final shift and it's stuck ever since. Though she's capable of other shifts, she'll always have the wolf etched into her heart. She's now 21 and moved about 2 years ago from her mother country to a new place to build a life.

She's found herself as a Dog Trainer helping people with troublesome dogs and she'd recently adopted her own fuzzy companion to keep her company since things were just starting to get lonely. She travels a lot to keep herself fresh and occasionally watches houses while pet sitting to avoid having to rent a place in every new location. She sometimes wonders, while looking down at her wrist, if she'd ever find that somebody her parents told her was unavoidable in life.

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Occupation: Dog Trainer / Dog Sitter

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Feelings about meeting their soul mate: Excited yet Fearful. Why? Because Victoria takes pride in her work with animals, she's only really enjoyed conversing with others when it came to the fuzzy creatures around her and her line of work allows her to succeed in just that. She is though excited as she's never felt any real connection or relation with anyone except her family who were no longer around to support her in this new country.

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Kubik

Age: 3-4 Months
Gender: Male
Species: Husky

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