Irah (Iron-Hide) TDE Updated sheet

-Pup-

Irah was born into a broken family from the start. She had three brothers which were all much larger then herself and she never had the affections of her father (Titan) Who at the time worked in the military. Her father had always wanted strong sons to success him, and he got them, But unfortunately he neglected his daughter and even abused her with the help of her siblings. One day Irah wanted to play with her brothers and joined in the wrestling, but when her brothers saw her they attacked. The female pup never stood a chance against her bigger brothers and all she could do was try to block their blows. Along with biting and kicking her. they bit most of her ears and tail (Giving them their 'cropped' look) off(Giving them their 'cropped' look) before their mother broke up the fight after coming home from work. Titan only watched as his boys almost kill his only daughter. Titan was later executed, Irah was never told why but she knew it was for the best. 

-Young Adult-

Now older and much stronger, Irah had chosen to become a scrapper and always loved her job. She never really got to go out into the Wasteland but she was ok with that, The pit bull was content with keeping the peace inside of Eden. Now at the age of 3 Irah was very well know among the scrappers, but she had not finished growing. By the age of 4 She was just over the size of a sizable German shepherd, and thus was promoted to Heavy scrapper. Much of Irah's life was spent holding hatred for her siblings and her father, But she stopped at looked at herself. She was successful in life and was well respected within the walls of Eden. There was nothing to hold onto anymore, Irah was better then her kin. She was happy.

-Adult-

Now the age of 5 year Irah had made a name for herself and had gone on many missions with the convoys, proving herself in battle. The day was like any other, She, Two scrappers and a convoy crew were just being let out the vault and into the Toxic landscape beyond. The crew had been out among the radiated ruins for a couple hours with no conflict the whole time, But that was soon to change. The scrappers and convoys were under attack. Two raiders and a eater were around them in an instant and the battle was fierce. The scrappers had chased off the raiders and all three were fighting the eater, but victory was not to be. The very large eater attack Irah knocked her back and pinned her to the ground. As the large pit fell her head hit a jagged rock that was sticking out from the ground, as her mask hit, one of the straps tore and the glass shattered. Irah couldn't believe it... S-she was now... infected. Along with the whole team, Irah managed to chase the eater of and get the convoy back to the vault. Irah stood straight and proud, She thanked her comrades for their service and they did the same. The female watched as the doors to Eden were closed forever. 

-Roleplay History-
Only one day after entering the watses, Irah was attack by one of the Jager pack's Chief raider, Zahara. The battle was fierce and resulted in a draw, but both dogs were injured badly. After a few weeks of wandering the wastelands, the pit bull took shelter in a nearby canyon when she met Schism (More added later.)

- Strength: Irah was bred from a long line of military and fighting dogs, so it is no surprise that she is strong. She can hold her own against bigger threats and easily take down smaller ones.

- stamina: As long as she eats a good portion of meat per-day she can keep going for hours at a time and does not tier easily.

- Size: Irah may not be the largest of dogs but she is a bit larger then a German shepherd. This is mainly due to her father, who was a very large Staffordshire terrier.

- Mass: She has so much muscle mass and is so dense that it is very difficult to knock her over and pin.

- Speed: Irah can run fast for short distances and jump very high, but unfortunately she isn't very fast when it comes to long distances. Though that is not the case in combat.

- Left hind leg: One day after getting infected she was bitten while fighting a raider and the tendons in her left hind leg were damaged. This injury causes her to limp slightly and is a weak spot.

- Bad hearing: Irah does not have good hearing, but this flaw is balanced by her good eyes sight and smell, if done correctly you can sneak up on her with no trouble. If she doesn't catch you and give you a beating first.

- Fish out of water: The pit bull does not know much about the lay out of the Wastelands and can get lost easily.

- Back problems: Irah has always had a weak back, and she protects it with a very good defense. But with a well placed blow to the back will render her handicapped for the time being.

Constant Bleeding: Now that the infection is spreading rapidly, her eyes, ears and nose bleed more then most wasteland dogs, which can be quite the handicap in a battle. The blood often times and cloud her eye and seep down her throat, Making it hard to see and causing her to cough and gag on it. 

The Tan pit bull sat on the sand and rocks, starring a the great gates of Eden, her once trusted gas mask lay shattered on the radiated ground. Irah would never see her home again, never walk the dark streets that she once strove to protect and maintain. She stayed there, in front of her former home for a while until she realized that it was was dusk and she needed to find some sort of shelter for the night. So she got to her large paws, picked a direction, and started walking.

Irah Kept walking until she came across a town, Ravaged from the bombs of the past and decayed by the radiation left behind. It didn't look like much was left... a few crumbling buildings and almost non-existent roads, i didn't look like anyone could live there. But she could think like that anymore, Irah had to start thinking like a wastelander if she had any hope to survive in this living hell. The female proceeded to search the buildings for anything that could be helpful "Alright, little girl, keep it together and think. Rules of survival: Shelter, Water, food. There is plenty of places to sleep, there must be plumbing which means some sort of water source, and where there is water there are animals." Irah huffed as she went through her checklist, it was clear that she was not used to the spore-filled air and it was making it hard to breath for her. "Give it time..." She thought to her self and walked on. 

A solitary rat scurried through the rubble, but in a heart beat it was gone just as Irah spotted it. "well i suppose i am going to have to learn to catch you too, huh? i should have come out here sooner, i've been spoiled." She growled and watch the last bit of the rats mutated tail disappear. The large female found a small building with one wall that had crumbled long ago, and found a place that was covered and clear of rubble. As Irahl lay her aching bones done on the hard, cold earth she thought of what her new life might hold for her. But nothing good could happen in the wastelands, nothing but death and sickness would ever come from it, and Irah had just been thrown into it.