Ashley_Marcher

((Sorry, at this time I have no art for this character! Maybe someday, as I refuse to use another person's art without permission. Also...don't be shy about talking to me! Be sure you read my prefences before you do, though! Could be a bit awkward, otherwise, if you don't know what I like, and then expect me to know yours. Just don't be too shy, I'll at least hear you out! Now, I know full well her size is daunting, so...well...unless you like the challenge of working with big prey....))

"When the sun is high, brother,
So am I, drinkin' dandelion wine~;
Brother, I'm as free as a honeybee
In a summertime frame of mind~..."

Before you looms an enormous, tauric coyote, her main coat the more tannish, tawny color of her breed, if a touch darker along her upper and lower back, with a cream-white foregut and lower belly. She looks to be easily nine feet at the shoulder, maybe even a little taller, and almost eleven feet in length! A strong, if soft frame, with a touch of a swell to her lower belly...and for her size, a respectable bust, though it's hard to measure from a glance. Does it really matter, though, as hazel eyes regard one intently? Even with the modest padding she seems to be a strong one, the dark, almost black noggin-hair she has framing her shoulders. Thankfully she's dressed...at least in the average fashion. A nice shirt over her upper torso, if a bit of a snug one. Down below? She seems to have that natural modesty, certainly more than a male taur would possess as a marbled tongue slicks over her muzzle lazily. Blotchy with blackish streaks, and doubt the interior of her mouth is the same way, as that sizable head dips in lower to regard one more intently....

Alright, Ashley's a big girl! And while her pred days are behind her, she's more of a prey at heart. And a glutton, as the softness of her frame would suggest, as she weighs in at a little over half a ton if one were to guess. Not that it actually says 'fat', though-she takes care of herself! Soft enough to hide powerful muscle and be quite snuggly in nature, but it doesn't hinder her. Ashley, or as she's known at her former home, Paobù Xingfèn, was once part of a modest crime syndicate known as the Ashen Fangs, serving happily in the rank of liutenant. Not that she serves anymore, however-once the group was broken up she started looking into other lines of work, careful to hide the tattoo that marks her rank, now hidden mostly under the fur of her upper lower back, to avoid being arrested. From bouncer to hired transport, she's seen quite a bit, and tends to roam quite freely...with a moderate leaning towards being partially nocturnal when she's able. Woodlands are a favorite place, where she can gleefully take off her shirt and play at being 'wild', or she may prowl suburban areas, looking for for a little work...or simply to enjoy the looks she might get, unaware that some might not be so appreciative of her physique. She's also a bit shameless when it comes to showing off the goods, given what some say after meeting her in some alleyway or outside of town...and they also say that a little flattery or an offer of work might get her to be willing to do just about anything, really....

This hasn't stopped her from being preyed upon...a clever trapper or sneaky scoundrel might be able to claim this beast, if they're careful!


**A word on Pets**
If you're wanting this taur to lay a claim on you, know this-I will not drop a scene I'm in to dive into shenanigans with you! We'll have our fun when we do, I don't ditch people I'm scening with. I will, however, at least talk with and tease you on the side. Just...don't expect me to dive into the blue yonder with you the moment you show up, and I don't expect that of you. If you start dropping scenes to play with me...I'm not going to be happy with you, no matter how much you like my scening. Same applies to minions, servants, and slaves (Or what have you.).

Also, if you're so lucky to stake a claim on this taur (And that'd require time and me getting to know you enough to like you, not just a handful of scenes) don't expect me to drop everything to join you, or vice-versa. Consider such a relationship 'free-range', for terms of scening with people. I'm not gonna stunt your options for potential playmates, and I'd expect you to do me the same favor. Just don't expect me to say 'yes' right away.
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Like what you see, but can't quite think of something to advertise to get tauric 'yote's attention? How about a few springboard thoughts~....

All in: Our big girl is hosting a bit of underground gambling! Nothing exotic, but there's nothing like scratching that itch to spend a few coins, and maybe win big, isn't there? Maybe you do good enough to win the real prize, and not just some money? A deal's a deal, afterall....

Wild Side: Would you look at that! Someone's starting a pack! Maybe it's you doing the recruiting? Maybe you're not really recruiting for an official member, either-so sneaky....

Room For Rent?: Oh, hey, She's looking for a place, huh? Maybe you have somewhere specific for her to stay after she signs that contract?

The Daily Grind: You know, the typical day to day...just likely with someone ending up as a meal. I mean...come on....a few sweet words and a little encouragement, and maybe it's just that simple.

Free Range: You've caught yourself a supposedly wild coyote-taur!? Well, what are you going to do with her?

***Alternate story***
(Sometimes you get something so interesting that you think it would make a wonderful arc...why not call it an alternate tale?)


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