05-02-2022, 11:32 PM
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She could still remember the day she washed up here. Mostly because that was her first memory. Everything had been lost and she somehow ended up here. Beaten, bloody, and drenched by the sea. Mallory thought up a name and settled here. Never looking back to what her life was before the Typhoon. The dog rathered liked it here and something tugged at her soul that her past was nothing but trouble. That was four years ago.
Mallory hadn’t changed much since her arrival. With the exception of getting a golden hoop earring on her left ear. She looked the same, sounded the same, acted the same. Spending her days grumbling whatever treasures she found a way or off getting into trouble. A real pirate's life. Some of these treasures washed up on the shores. Which was why she was there when she spotted Vinicius and some stranger. So, with nothing better to do, she skipped on over.
“Angel, huh? I don’t see any wings.” Her voice was light and playful. Golden hues looking over the feline. She had no clue what Vic said at first. The only language she knew was the common tongue. And she had never tried to learn another. “The names’ Mallory! What ya want from Typhoon? Looking for a little vacay?” the husky asks, sitting down as she waits for their response.
Mallory hadn’t changed much since her arrival. With the exception of getting a golden hoop earring on her left ear. She looked the same, sounded the same, acted the same. Spending her days grumbling whatever treasures she found a way or off getting into trouble. A real pirate's life. Some of these treasures washed up on the shores. Which was why she was there when she spotted Vinicius and some stranger. So, with nothing better to do, she skipped on over.
“Angel, huh? I don’t see any wings.” Her voice was light and playful. Golden hues looking over the feline. She had no clue what Vic said at first. The only language she knew was the common tongue. And she had never tried to learn another. “The names’ Mallory! What ya want from Typhoon? Looking for a little vacay?” the husky asks, sitting down as she waits for their response.
THE TYPHOON — BLACK HUSKY — BIO — ATTACK IN #780000 & UNDERLINE
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[/td][td][div style="margin-top: -6px; margin-left: 5px; height: 75px; max-width: 250px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8px;"]MALLORY is a FEMALE BLACK HUSKY with SHE/HER pronouns. she is a CREWMATE of THE TYPHOON and is 69 months old. she is physically HARD and mentally HARD. attack in #780000 & UNDERLINE. played by DECAY.[/td][/tr][/table]