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Joined: Jan 2007 Posts: 1 Location: On the Savannah Karma: 0 |  | Celeste « Thread Started on Jan 4, 2007, 2:10am » | |
-Sorry if this wasnt the right place to post, I didnt quite understand where I should have done this..-
Name: Celeste
Nickname: None
Gender: Female
Species: Lioness
Age: 6 years
Language: English
Family: Mother :: Stella Father :: Omaha Siblings :: Taigi (m), Tara (f)
Appearance and markings: Sturdy bodice, teddybear-like ears, white patch on muzzle, and chest/stomach. She holds a light tan color, with brown eyes.
Personality: Being in her adulthood, and rather wise, Celeste likes to sunbath and help take care of the pride she is within. She is known for giving inspiring advice, and is a total helper-outer. There are lines that cannot be crossed with her, such as un-fit leaders, and un-prepared hunts.
History: The vixen is not quite sure how she ended up here, for it is a mystery about to unfold. So far, she is curious of the new land, but also missing her home. Not knowing what has happened to her previous pride has scarred her, but has also built her in an emotional manner. She is ready to make tough desicions and do what she has to to survive.
Roleplay sample: -From Untamed Destiny- [Everyone wishes for the same thing.. A peace of mind..]
As I slept, the dream came. With clouds and unspoken words, Her face appeared. “If only you knew the right path..”
Milo awoke slowly, yawning, while he opened his eyes. The hot springs were humid, as was his life. Warm, damp and moist. No purpose, as it seemed sometimes. Hot springs burst boiling substances from the ground, vibrating his hooves. The stallion scrambled to his feet. Stress was one of his main weaknesses. He usually did not sleep laying down, just in case of an attack. But the last few nights, there had been no worry for him. Like nothing really mattered.. When the stallion stumbled along the hot springs, he felt more relaxed then ever. The lands were ageless, showing a variety of enviroments. Never deteriating, unless those who dwelled there, held hearts of stone.
That was one thing his mind worried about. Milo rarely felt simpathy, but this place had given him a sense of peace, and left him in his thoughts. Surely he did not want this place to turn cold, because of his heart. On his feet, he lowered his crest, and slowly grazed for his morning meal. Although the grass was sticky, and did not have the best of taste, Milo thought it did good. Certainly, he would be back more later in his life.
His frame being enormous, the stallion fit perfectly in the little corner he woke up in. The enviroment was serene, gracious plants overflowing the hot springs. As he grazed on the grass, he slowly moved out of his corner, and let his mind wander. He thought of the last few days, being alone, and possibly for the first time, being scared. He’d never express it, but he bet he was losing his soul. His dream of King was fading, as was his mind. Nothing mattered very much. To take revenge on his father? Why waste the strength? How could he even manage?
“If only you knew the right path..”
The right path? What was she thinking? And what was the dream about anyhow? In his subconsious, his mother had appeared from the midst of the hot springs. Her face was unusually pleasent for him. He’d never met her, or known much about her, other than her path. Why would she have showed up now? Now that he thought about it, who’s voice was that in his dream? He thought hard, trying desperatly to remember.
“If only you knew the right path..”
His mind played it over and over again, but he could not recognize the voice. With defeat in his eyes, he lifted his neck towards the starry sky and made a soft whinny. What was his heart coming to? Better yet, what was his world coming to?
And as if she was never there, She faded from my mind.. And my heart.
Other characters played on this site: None
Other: A picture of Celeste::
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