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  • introductions are odd ;; open

    HAUNTEDPAW


    The girl was laying in the moonlight. Her normal pelt was changed by the moonlight. The once beautiful female turning into a black mess. White skeleton markings turning her into a skeleton in the darkness. She was used to this fact, it was one of her powers, unfortunately. Pelt color manipulation, most would call it. Yet, she had no control over this effect. No, she was a skeleton by night and a normal female by day. That was the life she was forced to live.



    (c)trexgirl


  • introductions are odd ;; open

    HAUNTEDPAW


    The first to arrive on the scene was her father. She wouldn't even pretend that she was surprised, though. The young female was sure he knew where she was at all times. The female would lift her head a bit and look over her father. She had no idea that he envied her pelt changing as it did. No, she only knew that he was a living shadow in her eyes. She was not thrilled with her pelt changing on its own, and in fact, envied her father. Her pelt was not normal no matter the time of day. By day she was a dark red with white blotches all over her pelt. By night, she was a black with skeleton markings. Who would love her pelt? She longed to be normal like her dad. Craved his normal looks.


    "Father." She offered with a twist of her tail. Then, she would answer him. "When is it ever? It is fine, if you like the evening hours. Though, with my curse, I am not fond of the night." She admits as she closed her chocolate eyes. The female would flick her tail tip and then look over at the next to show up. Her eyes opening sharply as she took in the next face. Was she that amusing to them? A freak show for them all? That thought made her frown a bit. She was not going to pretend to like that idea. She was not here for their amusement.


    "I must admit, you both look like you enjoy this night time thing. Is that when all the fun happens? Am I missing out on all the parties because of the night? Don't tell me that!" She offered as she tried to seem more friendly in nature. No need to be rude, no?



    (c)trexgirl


  • Tags.

    GENERAL


    --hauntedpaw daremo | haunted | hau


    --rift aprrentice


    --no titles


    --female | she/her


    --heteroromanic | heterosexual


    --domestic feline | cursed


    --face claim;; alma from mar


    --no accent


    --ghost whisperer


    --loves to talk to ghosts | loves to hunt


    --fears flowers


    --all opinions and actions are ic


    --will not start fights | will end fights | will not kill


    --played by ara


    APPEARANCE


    --domestic feline | body ref day |body ref night | eyes ref

    hauntedpaw is a small domestic feline. her pelt by day is dark red with white blotches. her pelt by night is black with white skeleton markings. her eyes are chocolate brown in color.


    --she hates her body and thinks she is ugly


    --is a skeleton pattern at night only


    --she has no accessories yet


    PERSONALITY


    --esfp - the preformer


    --griffendor


    --traits;; fun loving, insecure, friendly, party girl, calculated, laid back

    haunted is a fun loving party girl that hates to miss the fun. she is normally friendly, despite being insecure in herself. she is rather calculated and laid back. not stressing over much and avoiding most conflict.


    --easy to get along with | if you don't hurt her, you are good


    --gets protective over ghosts


    --hobbies;; ghost whispering, hunting


    RELATIONSHIPS


    --friends;;


    --single | crush on no one


    --1/2 of nothing


    --best friend;;


    --enemies;;


    --frenemies;;


    PLOTTING


    --she believes she is cursed because her pelt changes without her help


    OTHER


    --theme;; haunted, by evanescence


    --important facts;; she is always seeking ghosts.


    --powers;; the sight, pelt manipulation,

  • teeth that eat men // open

    HAUNTEDPAW


    The girl would move over calmly and pause beside her leader. She paused and then looked to the male beside her. "I can go to them. Tell them that said member is exiled from our lands. Seek alliance with them. Maybe even offer a party to show we mean well." She offered as she looked back at the Westeros members. She could at least offer some help here.


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  • LEARN TO STAND // open

    HAUNTEDPAW


    The girl would move over to the group and pause. Not wanting to draw to close to anyone at that moment. The female would look Deathstroke over and tilt her head. Who was this? She had not met everyone yet and there were two here she had not yet met. But, she stayed silent for now.


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  • CASTAMERE | o ; meet and greet

    HAUNTEDPAW


    The voice of the male had brought her forward with ease. The cursed girl was not to sure of how she should feel right now. He looked rather rough, in her eyes. The child would stop short of him and scan him calmly. "Meet and greet huh? I'm Hauntedpaw Daremo, you?"


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    (c)trexgirl


  • introductions are odd ;; open

    HAUNTEDPAW


    Haunterpaw was not really worried about her choices. The child was grown, in her eyes, and if her dad shadowed her, he shadowed her. She would do as she pleased anyways, but that was just how she was. She loved her dad, no mater how she acted. The girl would tilt her head a bit as he spoke.


    She had no idea how he felt about pelts until now. She had to disagree with him, though. She felt like she was a show for them. She wouldn't admit that, though. Looks opened the door for a person. Or, so she thought. It was how she felt about everything. She was a cursed beast in a land where looks mattered. So, she had to disagree for once. "A party would be fun though. We should have one. Get a bit wild, yeah?" She offered with a bright look in her eyes now. She would continue to lay there as she looked to the leader with calm eyes. Maybe he could give the okay and she could go nuts. She could have a themed party. "My pelt is not as great as yours. Looks open doors, no?" She asked with a tilt of her head.


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    (c)trexgirl


  • eat a dream ;; private

    HAUNTEDPAW


    The girl was on the boarder, hiding from the rest of her clan. The sun was setting and her dark red and white pelt was mutating now. The black fur crawling up from her paws. The bone markings that made her a skeleton cat were slowly fading in. The child was not sure how to feel about herself right now. She hated her pelt. So, she hid from her family.


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    WitheredReaper

  • Candy in a ball ;; private

    HAUNTEDPAW


    Haunted moved silently through the thick plant growth, pausing occasionally to pick a spider or thorn out of her fur. She flicked her ears in annoyance. She had instantly taken to the jungle, for at night, the trees and vines blocked most of the moonlight, making it dark and shadowy, perfect for this cursed gal. Besides, she was best at night, for she was all black, except for her skeleton markings, which was a white in color.

    Hau smiled. The jungle was perfect for her. In the jungle, no one could hear you scream. In fact, the jungle was as twisted and dark as her own heart. The trees swayed in the wind, allowing a slight amount of moonlight to fall through the network of leaves, branches, and vines, causing shadows and light danced across her pelt. She walked along a seemingly abandoned path. As she walked, she had time to look around and memorize the land. The place really was beautiful. She inhaled the intoxicating scent of all of the tropical plants, then suddenly stopped.


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    (c)trexgirl


    Toxicwaste ,

  • eat a dream ;; private

    HAUNTEDPAW


    A freaking tiger. Now that scared the hell out of the kid. Jolting, the girl would tense up. Her eyes wide with surprise s she backed up a step. The girl was now a black furred beast with skeleton markings. Though her transformation would only last the night, she wasn't even bothered right now. Blinking, she would realize he wasn't there to hurt her. She was clearly over reacting. So, she would calm herself a bit. Ears pinning back as she looked the tiger over with now confused eyes. "My name isn't kiddo. It's Hauntedpaw Daremo." She replied as she took a slow seat. "I come out here because at night I change. It is a curse, I think." She let her ears perk a bit and then sighed. "I sleep out here, in a cave just north of here. What brings you out here?"


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    (c)trexgirl

  • we like to party ;; open

    HAUNTEDPAW


    Was she strange? Yes. Maybe a little. She sure did love her ghosts, that was for sure. So, she was slipping silently through the territory. Hunting for her favorite thing. Until she came across some. Excitement filled her as she watched. Three ghosts rabbits playing. Already killed for prey, she figured. So, they were free of lives torment. The girl was envious of that. Why? Well, why not? They could roam free. Never hungry, never hurting. Just free. She loved that.


    So, for a while, she would watch them. The night melting her pelt into its skeleton form. She was at home here. Among the dead.


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  • how did i..? ;; private, cyris

    HAUNTEDPAW


    Why was she here? She was in camp, on her side. Her pelt, normal as it was midday, was dusty and she looked out of it. She had spent the night out again. Alone in the dark. Was she becoming distant? She didn't now. But, she loved her freedom. She just didn't know how she got here. Had someone come to get her? The girl hadn't a single clue. Yet, she felt as though that must be it. Slowly, the half awake girl would sit up. Grunting a bit and shaking her head.


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  • come one, come all ;; open

    HAUNTEDPAW


    A party. That was what they needed. That was always helpful. So, the child would move through the camp. Heading out and to a clearing where she would set up a few tables. Working fr hours until the clearing was turned into a new area. Tables full of foods and drinks. A dance floor made of smooth stone. A dj booth, with dj. The place was decorated in a spooky theme. Ghosts. Fake ones that made noise or lit up. Even the music had a ghostly theme to it. Though it still remained dancy. She was having fn, what would this hurt?


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  • how dare you ;; private for now

    HAUNTEDPAW


    She was alone on the boarder. Why? Well, she was stubborn and thought that it would be fun. She wanted to patrol, without being held back. Her dad or Cyris. They worried to much, or to her they did. She just wanted to run free. Play in the sun. Be a warrior in the night. So, the currently black with skeleton marked female would stroll along. Not realizing the danger she was really in.


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    DUCHESS

  • eat with kings ;; open

    HAUNTEDPAW


    The girl was hunting. Although she was not doing great at it. She had missed two mice and a squirrel. The girl was getting frustrated at this point. So, she would move swiftly along the territory. Blitzing after a rabbit at top speed. When it dove into its hole, she followed. She wasn't much bigger. After a moment, she backed out. The rabbit in her jaws, though it was still faintly kicking. She had caught something, at least. That was what counted, she hoped.


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  • kill the lights ;; open, spar

    HAUNTEDPAW


    The female would wave her tail and then offer a nod. She could learn a thing or two from him. Or, she hoped so. "Okay. No powers then? I don't have any so.." She offered as she crouched. Watching him.


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