My current main fursona when I first created her back in 2011. Munashii means void. She walks mostly on all fours like a Silverback walks. She has a back story but I'll post that later. Shes a German Shepherd Werewolf. Though she wasnt always a German Shep were, she was originally midnight black. Though she is relatively new, she has quite a bit of history already. Mostly a life of slavery and even a run in with some Nazis...

NOTE: I do not endorse Nazis and Muna is a non-consent character. What happens to her, happens to her. She doesnt endorse their views either.

Name: Munashii (Human name: Kristin)
Sex: Female
Age: 25
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 160 lbs
Ethnicity: Japanese American
Markings: Small black tattoo on lower spine - tramp stamp.

Description:

New: "It seemz zat our poor little vehrvolf haz lost her vay..." An unfortunate victim of time and place, Muna was a pivotal point in Nazi supernatural research. Not quite taken a hold of yet, she was allowed to live in blissful ignorance amongst the pens and her commanding officers. Black leather collar with silver swastika sat on top of well groomed fur. Her German Shepherd markings and enhanced savageness only the finest achievement of Nazi power. Golden orbs darted about with a quick growl, maw muzzled for other's protection. But this was not her choice... not to be here... not to be in the cages... not to be a growing pawn in a war game. Too bad for her, she didn't get to make the decisions around here.

Old: A misfit of all sorts of encounters. If one didn't look close enough they might confuse her for an obscenely large German Shepard. Most recently she had gotten herself in an odd turn of events. A black leather collar with silver lining graced her neck now. Hanging silver swastika laying 'gainst chest. This marked her as the most literal bitch of an SS officer. The collar was enchanted to suppress her human and change her coat colors. In her wolven form she'd have a coat of a German Shepard with a thick, full mane. As a human she would normally be as a bare as a bottom, her officer having proclaimed that it was not necessary for beasts to wear clothes.The more time she spent nude with the silver in contact with her bare skin, the more scars she got. The most prominent one the one on her chest under the tag. People mistook her appearance to be a willing participant in this war game, but that would be far from the truth.

Old: Brown orbs flash golden set in an angled Japanese American face. Black locks fall over shoulders and arms, muscular not just from martial arts training. A trail of midnight fur runs from well toned stomach downward and disappears beneath jean top. Well endowment lies trapped behind bandages. Except for her jeans and bandages she is bare. Human in appearance, she is more than such. A wolf claws at her skin in an attempt to ascend. Tongue glides over lush lips as she watches. Pheromones glisten on her skin.

Wolf:

New: Still the same bipedal style wolf. This time, with collar upon neck, she would have the coat of a traditional German Shepard. In lieu of a SS officer's need for a guard dog, she was changed to something more befitting of guarding the Aryan race. Orbs now turn fully golden when in wolven form.

Old: A bipedal wolf were with midnight fur and dark brown orbs. Standing only 6'2 she was small for a wolf were, but she still had the broad shoulders. Muscles ripple under taught skin, lips brought back to reveal sickening fangs. Paws for feet and human hands with fur and claws, her body is built to be crouched on all fours. Desire coats her the majority of the time. With the urge to dominate comes the urge to mate.