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Registration Date: 05-09-2013
Last Visit: 09-02-2013 03:53 AM Total Posts 46 Played By: Mika 
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general information
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Relations:
Ashbel Mosreal Finch, older brother Ronan Finch, younger brother Other Info:
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appearance
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It is the fact that Erzulie was born with royal blood that she carries herself with poise and elegance, if not outside dominance. Her sharp shoulders rolled back and spine even, the Finch woman holds her head high in almost all situations. Her step is delicate yet powerful; her hips roll with elegance but a lucid sexiness; her lips twitch into the tenderest of smirks, all the while dripping with wily coyness. The pale woman is a master of appearances, a beauty and a representative of her species and bloodline. Her bones are thin like all Winwalkers, but her back is laid bare, the usual wings which would normally sprout there, unseen. Some might find this odd, considering her preening and royal blood might suggest that she should have been born with a pair of wings. but this is quite the contrary -- the Finches are known for their lack of wings, a characteristic of "pure" blood. Even so, Erzulie's bodice is lithe and ghostly, but not willowy. Her fur is the color of pearls, a luminescent hue which is always well-groomed and preened. Her tail is fairly long, but does not tumble too far from her hocks; this appendage stays rather clean, considering it is held stiff, aligned with her spine most times. Her fur is silky and falls effortlessly from her torso, thinning as it gets to her spindling legs, adorned with rather petite paws. Most of her feathering fur sprouts from just behind her ears, where it sticks out in large tufts before molding with her regular fur. Her ears are quite large, but not massive. The Finch's forehead is drastically sloped -- also a characteristic of her bloodline. Instead of having the usual, lithe skull of the Windwalkers, her forehead is quite large and broad. Her eyes are round but down turned, slightly cat-like in appearance but also seemingly playful and innocent. Her snout is fairly long and thin, teeth of regular size along with a regular-hued tongue. Erzulie poises herself in such a manner that she feels that she should stand out among her brothers and sisters, as she had done at a very young age.
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personality
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Imagine a woman bred only for blood, a woman molded by the careful hands of her forefathers. Woman who lives for herself, lives for the beauty of nature and of herself. Despite Erzulie's flattering appearance, her personality is clouded with the notions of her childhood. Some might call her outright pompous, and she is just that, but with cause. From a young age, Erzulie's intuition allowed her to stand out as much as possible among her equally beautiful brothers and sisters. Somehow, she needed to make herself known in the kingdom her father had forged. Her life was a political battle from the beginning of her meager existence, so the thought was burnt into her head: she must be more than the others. And so she was. But at an adult age, the cuteness of attention-seeking was quickly lost, and was instead replaced by a extreme bitter competitiveness. Erzulie became concerned with only herself, but hinted it in the most subtle of ways. She would do anything be further and better herself, be better than her competition. Which is the reason she mostly cannot get along with women, as she sees them as threats and treats them as thus. Her social interactions can range far and wide, from kind and sweet, to bitter rage and hate. Erzulie is known for having a short fuse, easily becoming distressed and being unable to hold back her unkind comments. Erzulie is quite catty and possessive. But what drives her the most is her quest for power and dominance, to be loved and feared and cherished like her father was when he reigned. Her trouble lies in the single question: how?
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history
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Erzulie was born with noble blood, the blood of the king and queen of her realm. She and her brothers wand sisters were adored by the people of the kingdom the moment they were born. From quite a young age, Erzulie knew exactly how to behave and wave to the public when she was in front of the eyes of her people. As a lady should act, her mother called it. She was taught to be classy but relentless, to have a sweet smile on the surface, but an iron fist beneath. Erzulie took to this notion very quickly, more quickly than any of her siblings. She rejoiced in the adoration of those around her, in the fear yet appreciation had for her and her family. To this day, Erzulie has noticed that wolves usually come from dark pasts, but not her. Truly, she has nothing to complain about. Yet, why did she leave, you ask? A quest adorned upon her by her father, the king and most powerful entity in the land. She was to venture out and spread the Finch blood, to carry stories of her people and become a queen herself. Then, maybe they would be truly proud of her.
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