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    pandora knew the feeling, but instead of blending in, she stuck out amongst her peers. her looks were something she'd grown to despise— especially her too-big mismatched tail and her weird third eye. the green dragon's tail was always weighing her down, causing her to either walk slower than everyone else or fall trying to catch up. she was a monster, but at least she was a little cute. the cub was glad she hadn't gotten worse traits, really.


    others appearances were something she didn't worry about. it was mostly due to her foggy blue eyes, but she was positive no one could have it worse than her. was the femme a little selfish? probably. however, she probably wouldn't ever know. ears perked at cadencia's voice as she spoke, glassy eyes in the direction of the peryton and the serval. she crunched up her figurative eyebrows. pandora hadn't seen him around before.


    the cub began her descent towards them, careful to not go too fast. she didn't want to fall in front of the stranger, that would be embarrassing. candencia didn't know him either? her inner dialogue fell silent as she made a halt beside the female, a curious expression gracing her features. so curious, that she forgot to introduce herself, "are you new?"


    he probably was. why else would she not have noticed him before? despite her disability, the cub was pretty observant. or at least, she thought she was.

    track! would he be able to provide a,,, uh,, new body? pandora hates how she looks and would do anything to be a normal lil lioness (she has a Big dragon tail that's super heavy, tiny wings, and 3 eyes). i don't know what she'd offer in return, though, as she has little possessions and she would never do anything to harm her family. this would have to happen in the future, though,, when she reaches around seven-eight months.

    pandora could develop some sort of crush on breakout? up to you if he returns it or not, she's four months old aah. she'd probably think he's Super cool though, bc she's a fragile bby who can't fight @ all jsjsj, he could also end up trying to teach her and accidentally hurts her

    some mini angst

    INFORMATION — PINTEREST BOARD — BIOGRAPHY


    ☾ violentpaw abernathy | "dolores, lo, dolly"

    ☾ bisexual | not looking | cis female

    ☾ visually eleven months | ageless | badass

    ☾ shadow veil | member | doesn't really care for clan politics



    RELATIONSHIPS— RULES OF ENGAGEMENT — FARMER'S DAUGHTER


    ☾ single | [ 0 ] crushes | [ 0 ] "maybe" crushes

    ☾ npc x npc | adopted by none | no siblings

    ☾ apprentice to none | ½ shiphere | no children




    VISUALS — DOMESTIC FELINE — STATUS: HEALTHY [100%]


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    — injuries: list here




    PERSONALITY — MBTI — SLYTHERPUFF — ENNEAGRAM — FACTION — ALIGNMENT


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    — disorders: list here




    CONFRONTATION & INTERACTION — SILK HIDING STEEL — ACTION GIRL — SOUTHERN BELLE


    ☾ slightly above average physically | carries a small dagger in her bag | high points, low points

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    ☾ can powerplay peaceful or non-violent actions | details

    ☾ attack in italicized underline & @ account | penned by username

    when you heard the name 'violentpaw', lo was probably not the first person you'd imagine holding the name. violence was something the beauty was not accustomed to in the slightest. after all, she was the daughter of a rather protective man, it only took her this long to finally leave the empty ranch she'd been raised on. yes, she was sheltered since birth. even the idea of death was foreign to her. it seemed strange that anyone would want to leave a life without any worry.


    however, violentpaw had her reasons. well, she had one, and it was a very simple one. she was tired of living her life in such a repetitive fashion. wake up, say goodbye to her father, go explore the all-too-familiar terrain, and be home in time for dinner. the feline was bored with her life, she wanted something more than just average. so, she left, and now she was standing at the edge of the border to whatever place this was. she didn't really care what group this was, she just wanted to start something new.


    "hello?" the western tinge to her voice wasn't too hard to pick out, even with the single word she uttered. the blonde-colored femme waited patiently for someone to arrive- if anyone would arrive.