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| [fancypost bgcolor=;border: #1C1C1C 5px solid;width:128px;height:145px;margin-top:-13px;margin-left:-21px;background: url(http://i99.beon.ru/45.media.tu…background-position:right;][size=6px]#satantemplates - DO NOT REMOVE[/size][/fancypost] | [fancypost bgcolor=;border:none;height:144px;width:235px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden; margin-top: -10px; margin-left: -7px; border-right: #1C1C1C 5px solid;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 240px; height: 144px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 240px; min-height: 144px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color:gray;font-family:arial;font-size:10px;] There Maria sat on the fringes of Sunclan territory. She didn't have a clue as to where she was or the current time of day. All she knew was that it was cold, it was raining, and there was thunder in the distance. Her amplified hearing resulted in her springing to her feet every time she heard something other than the quiet storm. Her body shuddered against the chilly air and wind that softly blew against her bare body. She tucked her legs in as close to her thin frame as she possibly could, and wrapped her tail over her front paws. Her ears flattened against her head as her muscles twitched in response to the water tickling her paper white skin. As the blind feline lowered her head, her shoulder blades could be seen shifting slightly from beneath her skin. Her bones poked out just enough for her to appear as though she were on the verge of starvation. It wasn't that she wasn't eating enough; as a matter of fact, there was something that was eating her alive. If she had eyes they'd be frantically flickering about as a soft whimper left her in response to her situation. She inhaled before she swallowed, the wattle on her neck not responding to the movement. However, seconds later, the surface of it bulged and shifted as the writhing tendrils inside expanded and contracted. The worried crease that had formed from the furrowing of her fictive brows deepened as she turned her head one way and then another. She had taken shelter underneath a tree; however, it bore her no safety from the cold that pricked her skin. It also proved to not be good protection from rain either once a few branches gave under the weight of the water above them. Her ears pricked as she heard them creaking as they bent shortly before water was suddenly dumped on her body. She yelped in response and instinctively darted out from under the tree. She chirped and clicked as she ran through the jungle and deeper into the territory. She failed to realize she was trespassing as the rain prevented her from picking up the scents of other animals. Her sprint was brought to a halt when she ran into a bush. An alarmed cry left her as she desperately attempted to scramble away. The thorns easily sliced into her skin as she had no fur to protect her. As they did so a scream of animal intensity erupted from her throat as she thought an animal had gotten a hold of her. She pleaded for help and begged for mercy until she fell back onto the muddy ground. Thin slashes were visible on her chest, shoulders and front legs - a few could even be seen on her face. Ink leaked from her indentations and ran quickly down her face as soon as they mixed with the water on her skin. She curled up on the ground in a half-crouch, glancing in the general direction of what she thought to be her attacker. "Please, please, I beg of you, please don't kill me. Spare me, please." Sobbing noises left Maria from where she crouched, ink and droplets of blood seeping into the mud underneath her. She was a mess, poor doll. [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost] |
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MARIA RAE FLEUR | NO NICKNAMES | NO TITLES
— female + feminine
— 24 moons/months or 2 years
— april 16 | aries
APPEARANCE
DOMESTIC FELINE | HEALTH 100% | NO REFERENCE
— Her complexion is alabaster white - save for the curving marking that winds down from the top left side of her head, around the first horn on her forehead and to the top right side of her head. To the lower right side of this marking [as well as the lower left side] are what appear to be two, short, slanted black markings vertical of each other. There is a large, black indention on top of and around her spine. This marking begins just after the shoulder blades and ends at the small of her back. The marking, unlike the ones found upon her head, is not perfectly straight and neat. It looks sloppy around the edges, as if this marking had been cut into her. All of the markings found on her body are jet black and will leak with what appears to be a slightly thicker ink of the same color when she is experiencing fear, anger or stress. 'Stress bleeding' was the name given to this behavior. The skin covering her eye sockets seems to faintly sink inward as if to place evidence that she used to obtain eyes. White and considerably long, thin, curved back spikes can be found on her head, neck and back; they begin on her forehead and stretch down to in-between the lower tips of her shoulder blades. Small folds of skin can be seen on her nose, shoulders, and along the sides of the indention on her back. These folds open up to expose vents of some kind, which are actually used for breathing. There is a bright red wattle upon the underside of her neck in which rows of tiny spikes can be seen. Lastly, she lacks fur anywhere on her body.
— no accessories
— MAJOR INJURIES none
— MINOR INJURIES small, nearly unnoticeable scars can be found scattered around the indention on her back.
ABILITIES
— echolocation.
— sprouting tentacles from her mouth.
CONFRONTATION
— medium physically
— very easy mentally
— non-violent power-play allowed
— no kill
— request maim/capture
— asked to [but don't have to] attack in #C79191
TRAITS
SENSITIVE | WARM | UNPREDICTABLE
— Maria has a kind heart and is quite aware of her inner child. She has the tendency to think about her childhood; she loves to work with children and has a natural talent in communicating with them. She enjoys painting despite her blindness and likes to listen to classical or gentle music. She is sensitive to anything loud, disruptive or aggressive. She obtains a dreamy quality about her, and has a warm and caring spirit. She is known to have a maternal nature, and can be gentle and emotional. Her emotions are constantly up and down, and a cloud of depression can suddenly lower over her for no known concrete reason. She likes to be carefree, light and airy. She obtains a strong sense of justice and wants everything in life to be fair. She is generally described as friendly, pleasant and hospitable. She loves people and she is content just to listen and be supportive. She has a delicate laugh, which seems to captivate others. She likes to make friends and enjoy idle chat with them. With her ability to give genuine compliments, she is a joy to have among others. She has the tendency to submerge her emotions or not know how to connect with them. She doesn't talk about her problems and would rather allow them to build up within her than risk rocking the boat. She is unpredictable and prone to mood swings. This, along with her random bouts of depression, force her to retreat deep into herself, where not even those closest to her can reach.
RELATIONSHIPS
STRAIGHT | NO APPRENTICE | SUNCLAN
— no crush
— no siblings
OTHER
[abbr=tøp - oh, ms believer]THEME[/abbr] | THEME | THEME
— form
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