Profile of Elspeth

Blanketed with silvers, grays, and deep blues. Shadows of a cold wintry day, cloudy yet clarion, nearly monochromatic in scheme across the canvas. Wings alight on the backside, down the slender sides of the stringy beast. Dark, shaded feathers, shadowed underneath, markedly white atop. Alight on wings, shadowed over the wintry gray, with a brilliant silver at the center over slender, supple musculature. Tell-tale of a hard life, thieving food when necessary, yet still under nourished. Thinly veiled ribs protrude not noticeably but enough so that the definition of curves comes mainly from bones sliding beneath the thin musculature, yearning for a layer of fat. Deep gray-blue sections off the legs and face of the petite wolf, bringing definition to areas that are still stringy yet somehow more particularly defined at the chest and lining the haunches, which shadows the underside of the stringy tail. Even from the ragged appearance, unkempt most times, gleams a brightness of violet-blue eyes that speak of mischievous intentions.

Mischievous under a boisterous guise that hides the lonely sorrow within. Layers of humorous notions, light and jovial throughout the devious work that keeps one afloat underneath those who are more well-off in life. Cheeky as such, likes to poke and make fun of those that are liked. If there aren't any jokes being brandished towards an individual then there's no real liking of that person. Overall mouthy, loud with intention of drawing attention and holding it. An opposite to the more serious nature of the particular set of skills carried.

Stealthy since puphood, being small enough to fit into tight spaces, there's a light-footed nature about the paw steps. Unlike those that might murder, there's nothing malicious in the violet-blue gaze, just the tell-tale sparkle of a delinquent soul. Rules are not easily followed, nor loyalty given freely. There's a sense of absolute freedom that resounds from the individual. No one can command the anarchist equivalent mind. Even when jobs are taken on for payment there is the expectation that there is an allowance to complete the task using any methods seen fit.

Nothing phases outside of death. Seemingly so, as there is the free-spirited adventurous body that seeks thrills within the depths of the thieves guild. Handsy as such, known to take prized possessions to pawn for a price. Not easily deterred from a job.

Rather simple-minded outside of survival. No glamorous dreams nor petty involvement within political affairs remains at the forefront of thought. Seeks a comfortable life, but not something outrageously fitted.

Adopted into the thieves guild as an orphaned pup, she was raised by thugs and taught through the school of hard knocks. Through developing skills in thievery for her 'parents' she became a stealthy, tricky type. Meals came only when she could produce what was wanted from the adults which surrounded her, but not being truly beholden to any of them left her wifh a sense of freedom she otherwise wouldnt have kept.

Upon teenhood she met a swarthy member of the thieves guild, Belfast, whom adopted her as a friend. Quick to form the bond between them, Elspeth found herself divulging life dreams and fears to the boy. There would be no heartache between the two, for feelings never fostered between them and it was early on she knew she'd rather share a bed with a woman than a man.

Eventually the relationship between she and Belfast became ensconced in business transactions. Often times Belfast would hire her to steal a trinket or valuable fur from another wolf for the purpose of selling on the black market. Their partnership proved fruitful, desirous of one another. Aside when Belfast retired early from the business over some woman.