AVATAR CREDITS: Uri
Nevada
Name
Nevada Gimlé
Nevada Gimlé
Height
Average (32)
Average (32)
Fur Color
Slate, white, and grey
Slate, white, and grey
Sex & Gender
Female
Female
Weight
Medium
Medium
Eyes
Seagreen
Seagreen
Age
7 years (2016-06-11)
7 years (2016-06-11)
Build
Average
Average
Species
1/2 Arctic, 1/2 Mackenzie Valley Wolf
1/2 Arctic, 1/2 Mackenzie Valley Wolf
Appearance
[narrow width=800]NEVADA
“This is a gift, it comes with a price
Who is the lamb and who is the knife?
Midas is king and he holds me so tight
And turns me to gold in the sunlight”
Florence & The Machine - Rabbit Heart
Who is the lamb and who is the knife?
Midas is king and he holds me so tight
And turns me to gold in the sunlight”
Florence & The Machine - Rabbit Heart
b o d y
A sleek-furred female, Nevada is well proportioned and feminine. Unlike her son, she has no strange forms or mutations to distract a stranger from her lupine beauty. She has long, slender legs and seagreen eyes with an innate intensity.
Personality
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Generally the quiet observer, Nevada's keen eyes see all. She was raised in a kill-or-be-killed sort of pack and that has manifested into a cautiousness in interpersonal relationships and a distrust of those in power. The pack that raised her was one of god-alphas who failed to protect them from an apocalypse they called Ragnarok.
When she was a youth and a young adult, she was a loyal worshiper of the Red Rose, a 'goddess' of the mind and tactical advantage. She crafted her whole life around attempting to be chosen for the next mortal vessel for the god - and time and time again she was passed up in favor of who she decided were unworthy figures to be considered Red Rosa. Resentment grew in her and she became skeptical of the true power of these wolves who claimed to be vessels of gods.
When she was a youth and a young adult, she was a loyal worshiper of the Red Rose, a 'goddess' of the mind and tactical advantage. She crafted her whole life around attempting to be chosen for the next mortal vessel for the god - and time and time again she was passed up in favor of who she decided were unworthy figures to be considered Red Rosa. Resentment grew in her and she became skeptical of the true power of these wolves who claimed to be vessels of gods.
History
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Nevada was born in a pack of violence and worship to deadly gods-within-wolves who built a pack to survive the coming Ragnarok under the threat of the Red Dragon. She came about from a love-affair between a vacant mother and an equally disinterested father. Her mother was her father's everything and when she wandered from the Valley to follow her own desires, his interest in his children dwindled to nothing. To him, they were no more than bitter reminders of the love he had lost and was waiting for.
Yet, they had thrived.
Her brother had risen to godhood early, violence fresh in his blood as he attempted to murder another child before Nevada's very eyes when they were mere months old. With his new power, he had no more time for her. Her sisters too had grown distant and she had been forced to grow up far too quickly. With no family to speak of, she decided to form her own. She began by bringing in two adults from the pack - newcomers who had no purpose yet and were lost. She gave them purpose.
She gave them a reason to live and they became her reason to live.
Within this pack she grew, rising quickly to the rank of Judge of Emotion, alongside the Judges of Logic and Ethic. Her house under her grew and she thrived, taking one of the two original family members as her wife. Still, it was not enough.
Her eyes were on the stars.
Her brother had ascended to godhood and she was certain that she would do the same. Her eyes set on the Red Rose, god of intellect, cunning, and tacticians. She watched as the Red Rose fell and rose again, numerous wolves taking the place as god - and yet she was not chosen. She was powerful, she was ambitious, she had made so much good within the pack.
And yet. They. Did. Not. See. Her.
Instead of despondency, she grew vengeful. She bore two litters with fathers from beyond the Valley, even after unfairly being stripped from rank and opportunity. Even then, somehow, the Red took interest in her. Instead of bringing her under the mantle as a beta, though, she was brought into the Red Rose's harem alongside her own mate.
She watched as time spread thin and the disrespect continued. Her lover vanished, her children also. She was left with nothing, bitterness growing.
Finally, Ragnarok came. Her own grandfather brought the Red Dragon and its flame, burning down the Valley. She abandoned the Valley that had abandoned her, fleeing before the flames even reached her home.
And then she awoke.
Relationships
b l o o d && w a t e r
Crux son
My youngest son, the only one who had not forgotten me when the fire came. I hope you survived.
You helped me, thank you.
Quiet and strange, but harmless.
A somewhat handsome man with an eating problem.
Intriguing... a friend? More?
A fun, kind woman, from what I can tell.
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Pack History
t h r e a d t i t l e s
Now that she's back in the atmosphere
With drops of Jupiter in her hair
She acts like summer and walks like rain
Reminds me that there's a time to change
Since the return of her stay on the moon
She listens like spring and she talks like June
Hey, hey-yeah
But tell me, did you sail across the sun?
Did you make it to the Milky Way
To see the lights all faded
And that heaven is overrated?
And tell me, did you fall from a shooting star?
One without a permanent scar
Did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there?
Now that she's back from that soul vacation
Tracing her way through the constellation
She checks out Mozart while she does Tae-Bo
Reminds me that there's room to grow
I'm afraid that she might think of me as
Plain ol' Jane told a story about a man
Who was too afraid to fly so he never did land
But tell me, did the wind sweep you off your feet?
Did you finally get the chance
To dance along the light of day
And head back to the Milky Way?
And tell me, did Venus blow your mind?
Was it everything you wanted to find?
Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken
Your best friend always sticking up for you
Even when I know you're wrong?
Can you imagine no first dance, freeze-dried romance
Five-hour phone conversation
The best soy latte that you ever had, and me?
Na, na, na, na, na, na
And did you finally get the chance
To dance along the light of day?
And did you fall from a shooting star?
And are you lonely looking for yourself out there?
Recent Location
Nevada has most recently been in Tundra, Fate's Respite, .
Recent Threads
10-10-2021 The Path Less Traveled in Tundra
10-12-2021 Hey, hey-yeah in Fate's Respite
10-05-2021 Ah,.... Scratch That in Fate's Respite
06-26-2021 Better days ahead in
09-02-2021 [ ★ ] room to fail. in Tundra
Skills
Achievements
Art Gallery
Fun Facts
Known Languages
— English (Common Wolf)
— Icelandic
— English (Common Wolf)
— Icelandic
Scent
Fresh Snow
Pine
Ash
Roses
Fresh Snow
Pine
Ash
Roses
