Biography
Name: Felecia Tris Coture
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Fifth Harmony blared from the speakers as a young she wolf sung along to them in her room. Everything was pink; bright, bright pink that made it look like Barbie had thrown up. The large mirror that hung next to the doorframe was bedazzled, as was the dresser, bed posts, and even parts of the wall. A room fit for a princess is what some would say.
A slender head poked inside the room, it's hues narrowed to slits as it gazed at the singing fae.
"Shut the hell up Felecia! It's 8:00 am in the morning and some of us would like to sleep you imbecile," yelled the head.
Startled, the singing she wolf, known as Felecia, stopped abruptly. She peered around her room, searching for the voice, until her gaze met the annoyed face of her best friend, Blaire.
"Go read a book Blaire! Some of us are trying to enjoy pop culture," she shouted.
With an annoyed roll of her eyes, the fae disappeared from the door and padded down the hall. Satisfied, Felecia turned up the volume and sang horribly off pitch.
Uh huh show me what you got
Now come and make it worth my while
Give it to me, I'm worth it
Baby I'm worth it
As the song gradually came to an end, Felecia hurriedly put on some mascara before grabbing her designer bag and padding downstairs. It was Friday. A day Felecia adored, I mean, after all, hellooooo? After school shopping was her sport.
Of course, Blaire would be in a pissy mood today. No one got in the way of her and homework, not even the weekends. Rolling her eyes at her odd friend, Felecia grabbed a protein bar off the counter before setting it down near the door along with her bag.
She sighed. Though Blaire adored school, she was the worlds worst at waking up early. Trudging back upstairs, Felecia pushed open the door and saw Blaire sawing logs on the floor. She had clearly gotten out of bed... just not actually got up.
A sparkling clean pitcher of water was sitting on the nightstand next to Blaire's bed. Chuckling evilly, Felecia grabbed it quickly before running over and dumping it over her friend's head.
"Wake up you lazy ass," she barked before running out of the room laughing as she heard an infuriated snarl from the now drenched Blaire.
(c) Titanium
Breeding Info
N/A
| Personality
[-] Easygoing
[-] Free spirited
[-] Joyful
[-] Bubbly
[-] Forgetful
[-] Prone to blonde moments
[-] Fashionista
[-] Extremely helpful
Studs
♑ Ari G²: ✓
✦Styx 55R: ✓
Preferences
[-] Getting pedicures
[-] Shopping
[-] Helping others
[-] Texting
Pack Life
✱ Felecia scares a flock of birds.
✱ Felecia eats something rotten and immediately throws up.
✱ Felecia play bows to ✱ Blaire.
✱ Felecia gathers a hunting party to please the sleeping alphas.
✱ Felecia wakes up ✱ Blaire.
✱ Felecia whines at ✱ Emmett for attention.
Special Skills
[-] Good fashion sense
[-] Very persuasive
[-] Nimble and fast
[-] Able to talk her way out of anything
Breeding Information
[-] G³
[-] Clean Lineage
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Spring 
Night Weather: 
Brimstone Moon: 
