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about Nyu
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Registration Date: 07-08-2013
Last Visit: 07-21-2013 03:50 AM Total Posts 5 Played By: M'Lee 
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general information
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Height: 4' 2"
Weight: 90 pounds
Scent: Soil, Grass, Dew | |||||||||
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appearance
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The white fur looks like silk on the small female; the slightest breeze is all it takes to allow the exotic fur to shift and flow along the young wolf's lean, small frame. She is only slightly smaller than her fellow, advantage sized brethren but that's all it takes for you to notice you have to slightly look down to look her in the eye. Her eyes reflect a yellow so bright that when she moves her head it's as if the color follows slightly behind the eyes as they move to and fro; always taking in their immediate surroundings. Her delicate and slightly over-sized ears always twitching to sounds you do not seem to notice. The earth beneath her surprisingly large paws is the most interesting as the very ground grows and changes under her very feet, first a soft moss then into a thick bushy grass and finally, becoming vines as it starts to twist around her thin legs. If left unchecked for too long you would be able to watch the vines move in their own way up her body, much like snakes they slither their way through her soft fur until they reach the other side were they fall gracefully over her whole body and she resembles a living mass of breathing vines, her head hung low due to the weight of the plants covering her small frame. The whole process takes only 5 minutes and is almost hypnotizing to watch. | |||||||||
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personality
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Nymph is very bubbly and has a sweet nature. She is often quick to trust and wants to believe what people say at face value. This does not mean she is a complete pushover as she can be a force to reckon with when upset or betrayed. Although her powers do lean heavily on the defensive side and she will do everything in her power to avoid any type physical confrontation with others.
When meeting new faces Nymph can be very shy and skittish but cannot say no to anyone looking for assistance without feelings of extreme guilt. Once she warms up though she will do just about anything to make them happy. Nymph is known to jump first and ask questions later, usually while running away from whatever trouble she's managed to get into this time.
Nymph's earth powers are the "root" of most of her woes, she cannot stop the earth growing constantly beneath her feet so she is forever hopping and moving in order to not be covered in vines. As such she is always partially distracted and it is quite easy to get the jump on her. She doesn’t really look at her powers as a curse but she does tend to have a few issues with them from day to day and she has been known to still trip from time to time. She remains optimistic that one day she’ll have some type of control over her element but that doesn’t seem likely to happen for a while.
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history
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Nymph was found abandoned when she was very young and for a while she showed no signs of mutation. During those short months the pack members couldn't decide what species she even was; that was before the moss.
At around 6 months old moss started showing up underneath the young female in the mornings; grass seemed thicker where she had walked and in the mornings a fine moss completely covered her body.
She was almost year old when the vines started to grow. At first they were just a nuisance and the other pups would often make fun of her supposed clumsiness when she would seemingly trip over blades of grass.
The day that the other yearlings decided she was just too weird to allow to remain among them, they took her out with them hunting, she made way too much noise, having trouble paying attention to her surroundings, she was useless. It would be for her own good. They would give themselves so many excuses, so many reasons after. The biggest of them crept up behind the twitchy little female and attacked her brutally, her blood flowing freely from her wounds; he remembered the look of fear and confusion before she blacked out. Plagued with guilt he had the others drag her under the protection of some low hanging branches and then they were gone.
Nymph's first though was it was unusually warm, her second was she couldn't move. Her eyes flew open and found herself covered in heavy foliage, sheer blind panic moved her into action and she burst out of the shell of plant life. It was her birthday and she was alone.
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