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Registration Date: 04-18-2013
Last Visit: 09-22-2013 03:43 PM Total Posts 47 Played By: Ice 
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| Fire in the water is the body of our love. | |||||||||
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appearance
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Lasya is extremely cosmic in her appearance. Her pelt is a dark inky black, with long wispy fur that gives the look of smoke rising from her feminine form. Across her back is a littering of deep purples, starry greens, and pale pinks that mimic the cosmos in the heavens. White "star" spots litter her back as well. Pale, glowing blue-green eyes are framed on the sides with white quartz gems that give off a soft glow. When she uses a magic ability, their glow intensifies. Her ears are longer than average, almost resembling a sand fox, and at their base is a grouping of feathers. They are long, thin, and are a deep pink at the base which changes to a white color at the end. She has tassels of fur coming off her legs, and her tail is one and a half times longer than typical for her species. Her fur is excessively long, especially on her tail and around her feet. She's feminine and sleek, build for swiftness and magic use as opposed to brute strength. Atop her head proudly sits a pair of antlers, black in color with a purplish hue at the top. Tied to the left antler, near the top, is a dream catcher with three feathers attached to the bottom. Strung onto the threads of the inside of the dream catcher are various sized quartz crystals, much like the ones that frame her eyes, that hold the nightmares of those she helps. When she is reliving a specific nightmare, the crystal will glow with a blinding white light. | |||||||||
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For the most part, Lasya never loses her cool. She isn't chaotic, loud, or boisterous. She has her moments of happiness, and is almost childlike when these occur, but they seldom are seen by others. A majority of her life is spend in a placid state, much like the glass-like surface of a slowly moving river. Her convictions are strong where the ghostflowers and gods are concerned due to her upbringing in a pack centered around the divine. She is extremely humble, considering every fortune of hers to be a blessing from the gods for her devout path. Even her curse to lift the nightmares of others is something she thanks the gods for because it has given her the ability to help others, even if it is at the determent of herself. Her sense of justice is unparalleled, and it is the only things she will physically defend along with her precious ghostflowers. She tends to stick to her magical arts to protect herself and those she loves, but if those means aren't enough she will engage in physical altercations to defend what she believes in.
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history
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Her home pack was without a name, and centered around one thing alone: the sanctity and lore of the gods. Any and all blessings were considered immense favor by the gods, whether they were malevolent or not. To be touched by the gods, even in anger, was something that all wolves prayed for at least one time in their life.
Her mother, who was a prized dream seer, was exuberant to discover that her daughter had received her gift. Lasya, as she was aptly named, was an instant joy for her pack. Her two brothers were not gifted like she was, but to her they were the stars in her spirited world. Growing up they all adored each other, playing and spending every second they could together. It almost became a joke in the pack that if you separated them they would perish.
However, as she got older and her parents continually doted on their "precious star", they grew jealous. They plotted against her, but pretended to her face that their love was genuine. One day when they were playing, her brothers lured her to the edges of her pack land and decided to strike. They got her close to the waters, and shoved her into the rapids, watching as she plundered down the river. They assumed her to have drowned, because they were certain she couldn't swim, and ran home to tell their parents that Lasya merely fell in and drowned before their eyes.
Lasya regained consciousness and was forced to wander on her own at a young age, and held a sadness for her brothers. Their bitterness had driven them to evil, and she pitied them. She lived off the kindness of others, going wherever she could find a meal and a safe place to sleep, until she grew into the fem she is today.
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