Jazz 'the Wildcard'

[Dante]

Character’s name: Jazz the Wildcard

Gender: Male

Breed:Dog, Xolo

Alliance: Light

Desired Position: Scout/Spy possibly someone who comes up with battle plans?

Personality: Jazz is, simply, the wildcard. He's random, and a loner within a group. His looks can make him into a poor mutated dog when the time is right; he knows how to play the part, and he catches on quick for whatever he needs to do. Cunning. Sometimes speaks in a strange sort of verse.

Appearance: He's hairless ((so he doesn't like cold weather xD)) and the only hair he does have is a mohawk-like tuft on his head. He's the size of a doberman, and looks like some mutant. His skin is black, and his tail is of a medium length. Jazz has a medium build, allowing him to go from strength to speed without to much problem.

History: Jazz hasn't met another Xolo since he left his littermates, and dosn't expect to. He likes to wander, and see new things, so that's why he left his home.

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IC:
Well, Jazz wanted adventure and here he was. A battle-torn place. He's stay for awhile, fight, and move on, if he wanted.
"And here is the new land, a new land of battle..of light and dark and blood." He stated to himself. Foxes wolves..dogs too, but not so many, he though. Certainly he was the only Xolo. He'd heard statistics, 4,000 or so was the breeds number. Jazz remembered his littermates. Some tiny, some big like him. The memories were fuzzed over, and he didn't really care. This place didn't mean to much to him, but he'd fight for good, why bad?
"Why bad indeed, I should wonder, besides I need my friends. If I only I have them for a short time, I'll have them and so ends that." He moved across the snow with speed, so not to freeze his paws. Snow. Yuck. Jazz didn't work well with that stuff. Too cold on his skin, much to cold!

[[ tay ]]

ACCEPTED!! Pwease, pwease, purdy pwease join the Lights? -puppy eyes-

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