She had gotten lost in the old territory, and now she had gotten lost in the new territory.
Hyacinth supposed it had come full circle. Her paw steps were muffled by the dense foliage underneath, any sound she could have made drowned out by the incessant squawking of birds overhead. The cream point was positive she had seen the same gnarled, twisted tree a few moments ago, or the large patch of mushrooms she had nearly stepped in 30 minutes before. She paused at branching paths, her blue eyes peering down each in an attempt to spot any chance of nearby civilization. Her frown trembled slightly in uncertainty, her eyes caving with confusion and panic.
Instead of moving on, she plopped herself down in a patch of green clovers, feeling the herbs tickling her fur. The sharp scent of the plants did not quell her fear as her mind immediately dashed to the worst possible outcome; she would be eaten by a bear or jaguar, someone would find her and decide to end her suffering, maybe she would simply starve and draw out a slow and painful death. Fright began to settle in her heart as she worried and worried, her paws tapping her chest fur nervously.
Hyacinth — ♀ — Demisexual — Spritseeker & Duskreacher of Shadowclan
Mentally: 16 months — Physically: 16 months
The first thing one may notice about the young female are her eyes. They are a pallid sea blue-green that seemingly shimmer like sea water itself, and they are rather large, like a kitten's. Hyacinth has a very fair, light eburnean base coat, a coloration that is similar to light beach sands; her coat is thin but medium-length, while her streaming, sleek tail seems to hold an unusual thickness of hairs. Her chest is also thickly covered as well; the fur is downy and incredibly soft, framing her face well. A rich toffee hue colors colors her tail, back neck fur, ears and face, as well as patterns her paws and toes. A soft wisp of ivory hair curls over the right side of her face. One of Hyacinth distinctive traits is the spray of two-toned freckles that speckle her cheeks and the back of her neck. This characteristic too inspired yet another nickname for her- Freckles. Grotesque scars mark her neck, blaring and red, deeming her mute and unable to speak.
• other bodies: Massive red tiger.
• injuries: many scars on neck
— bashful, shy, very quiet
— intelligent, kind, interested in nature
— constant struggle with PTSD, often gets very violent when triggered and cannot stop
— naive and innocent despite her past, memory is spotty
• Skilled in Fighting — Hard Difficulty
• Starts fights — Ends fights
• Attack in light pink
• Can powerplay nonviolent or peaceful actions.
• Born on March 24th.