Syntax. Folami. VA

Name: Syntax
Gender: female
Age: 6 years
Species: folami

Eye color: sky blue
Body Build: limber and angled.
Fur Length: medium
Spay/Neutered/Steral: viable for breeding.

Mother: Dakota
Father: Jot
Siblings: Ellipses, and Paradox
Friends: Carska, Mahal, and Fido. (daiade freaks her out)
Mate: no.
Children: no.

Trained?: You could say that.
Opposing the feline massacre?: Doesn't care.
Personality:

Violently Protective;
There is nothing kind about how Syntax cares for her loved ones. Should anyone dare threaten or nip at them they will find themselves at the mercy of a mildly psychotic woman with little to loose. Syntax doesn't care about her reputation or others feelings when it comes to who she hurts. as long as her loved ones are safe the world could burn and she wouldn't care. To the disturbingly motherly woman, nothing else matters.

Odd Morals;
The girl will do what she wants when she wants and will be utterly confused when someone gets mad at her. She doesn't really remember 'morals' half the time and when she does tends to nit pick at them complaining about how hypocritical they all are.

Philosophical;
She loves thinking. She loves over thinking. To syntax words are power, and knowledge is the pure form of it. Syntax is a thinker, and much like her brother she absolutely adores mind fucking people. Syntax is very good at picking things out that people say and twisting them about to suit her fancy.

Dark nature;
Syntax has an extremely morbid realistic look at life. Everything dies. Everyone's life will suck at some point. Under this notion she figures she can do what ever she wants because someone else would just come ruin something else along some other line at some point. It doesn't really make any sense to anyone else, but then nothing Syntax says really ever does.

Still part of the pack?: Vea Apxn
Rank:
History:
The viscous protector. Syntax made a pact with her siblings to protect each other at all costs, and she took that pact to heart. Her viciousness towards her brother's bullies was made obvious by the scabs and scars littering their forms. More often then not she and Devoid would work together to help their sick friend. When Devoid was killed Syntax broke just as thoroughly as her damaged brother. They both had shared Devoid's deep love, though it had been mere friendship on Syntax's side. Both had shared their generally dark natures and in the face of this corrupt death Syntax's sanity dented, though not quiet as deep as Paradox's had.

In the face of her brother's rampages, Syntax felt little but pride. Her anger was far deeper then paradox's however, and as the man targeted only those that had injured Devoid Syntax went after every beast that had ever hurt her precious little brother. The tawny woman is the real reason behind the northern pack's splitting up. They ran away from her. When paradox bid his farewell to hunt down the remaining offenders Syntax stayed behind, searching for anyone who dared remain in the lands she had claimed for herself. For those dark years the girl wandered alone; violent as a wraith.

A recent revelation in the woman's constant thinking sent her searching for her brother. For the better part of the year Syntax has walked, and in her walking has finally found her precious Paradox. Her happy precious Paradox. Finding her brother with the little girl at his side brought Syntax into a brighter light then she had felt in a long time. She decided rather swiftly to remain with Vea apxn, and forged a fast friendship with both Carska and her son. Curiosity brought her to force Fido into an awkward friendship as well. Currently the girl is happily seated along side this new family, tail waving. Syntax adores Ayita, and has taken up Paradox's name for the 'little bird' with a playful demeanor.