...Tequila Selampotato & Ke'brei d'Orn...



Wanderers Stats Story
Divine Paranoia Draco's Inferno Weyr

Name:Tequila Selampotato
Age:Adult
Breed:Selampotato/Zalor Mutt
Gender:Female
Abilities:Lust, Tumble
Color:White-speckled Fuschia
BirthplaceDivine Paranoia
Dam:Unknown Zalor
Sire:Red Sake Selampotato
Physical Description:Being decended from a selampotato, Tequila inherited the unnervingly wide eyes, small stature and seemingly disproportionate limbs. Her Zalor genetics lended oversized ears and a long, fox-like tail. All in all, she looks like something so cute you just want to crush in a hug or so horrendous you want nothing more than to bludgeon her to death.
Personality:Imperious, self-centered, queen-like... All the attitude of an Old World gold packed down into tiny 1' Tequila. Some claim that this is why she can be a right towering bitch, there's no more room for any attributes like kindness, compassion and the like. It's not above her to throw tantrums, or bequile unsuspecting strangers with a wide-eyed innocent face until they're within kicking range. Many of the packmember's shins have felt the brunt of her anger. And of course, her favorite song is "Tequila" by Champs.

Name:Ke'brei d'Orn
Age:Adult
Breed:Ponagon
Gender:Female!
Abilities:Verbal Speech, Astral Projection - Range of 300 Meters, Mind Fog
Color:Palomino
BirthplaceBirthday gift from Rachael!
Physical Description:Looking like a small, cute pony can have it's advantages. With wide, blue eyes and soft, golden fur, Ke'brei quite knowingly uses her attractiveness to lure mindless prey (*cough*men*cough*) into her own personal "bullfights". Those golden ram horns ain't soft, y'know.
Personality:Fancies herself to be a matador. Yes, a matador. She also enjoys playing Poker, of all things, and has an excellent poker face. It seems rather menacing. She tends to be a bit sharp and short in her replies, though sweet enough when trying to get her way. She will never be a good leader, though a second hand woman would suit her well. Responsibility eats away at her, so avoiding placing much on her back would be beneficial. Gods know how this pair of rampaging females got thrown together, but anything with a penis better turn tail and run should they see them approaching on the horizon, or risk ever being able to reproduce.