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Registration Date: 05-11-2013
Last Visit: 08-14-2013 03:58 AM Total Posts 52 Played By: Frizbee 
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appearance
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Ethereal, sultry; large, sturdy paws look out of proportion beneath such slim legs and delicate-looking body, with wide, ghostly pale green eyes accentuating how pixie-like she appears. A slim, sharp muzzle hides razor sharp teeth, and tall, pointed ears coupled with sharp eyes give her a fox-like look. Tightly wrapped skin hides thick muscle as well as highlighting the decent womanly curves that she possesses. Her body is a spring tightly wound and ready to be unleashed - speed and endurance is her forte, and she knows how to use it to her advantage. Her slim body allows her to slip silently through the world; like smoke slipping through your fingers, or a shadow flickering out of the corner of your eye. You will never be able to catch her. It is far too easy for her to dance silently away from your grasp. Her fur, so silky soft, is thick but short, lengthening a little at her neck but is longest around the base of her tail in a mimicry of bird plumage, accentuating her lack of tail - cruelly torn away from her body at a young age, the fur, luckily, growing long to cover most of the scars. Made up of soot, ash and fire, Shiva's main fur colour is a deep grey, not quite black, though it may seem so in some lights. A mask of ashy white covers the entirety of her face, seeping down her neck and spine in a thin line and ending at the base of where her tail would have been. Gold stains her paws, as if she is constantly walking on sunshine. The top of her nose is freckled in this gold, and three lines, one longer than the next, bleeds down from the bottom of her left eye. Freckles of this bright golden colour also dots the back end of her body and her ribs, looking akin to ash and sparks jumping out of a fire. This bright colour is certainly a contrast to the gloom of her darker fur, but it is her wings that are surely magnificent. Dark, like the rest of her fur, the top feathers are dull, but the inside is peppered with the brilliant gold. They are great behemoths, her wings, allowing her to manoeuvre best in the sky, carrying her light body easily. Due to her fire element the gold markings across her body appear to glow like flickering embers, and small tongues of flames lick at her paws. Wisps of black smoke also manifests itself about her great wings. The fire, glow and smoke grows stronger depending on what emotions she is feeling. Shiva walks smoothly, her pace slow and thought out, her posture slightly slumped. Her faded green eyes are often hooded, giving her a lazy look, hiding her sharp, calculating gaze. Her ears are slightly tattered, giving her a lost, battered doll-type look to her, and the tip of her right ear is bent slightly at the tip. If anyone took the time to look closely, they would see that this girl is actually quite pretty, but her tattered appearance dampens how regal she could look if she tried. | |||||||||
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It is hard to describe such an intricate individual, her real self buried beneath layers upon layers of lies and deceit. She hides herself from others, never letting them get too close to her, or get to know the real her as she hides behind thick walls. It would be wrong to say that she is evil, it is more the fact that she just doesn't care. Peace? Sure. Chaos? Why not? She slips through the world quiet and unnoticed, and that's the way she likes to keep it.
Capricious in nature, Shiva's moods can change as quickly as the weather, though she tries her hardest to hide the emotions she feels. Bitter down to her very core, she is quick to judge but slow to forgive. She might be lonely, but she doesn't care to admit it, and feels she is better off keeping to herself. Thoughtful, she rarely speak unless she feels she really has to, and even then she speaks in soft murmurs. She is hard to read and even harder to understand - the only reliable thing about her is that she is completely unreliable and prone to changing her mind, though she always takes her time to think things over before she does them. She might seem weak and docile but she is quite capable of defending herself, and isn't afraid of hurting others if they hurt her first. Despite what it might seem to others she is certainly not submissive, despite how mellow or laid-back she may seem. | |||||||||
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Shiva is the product of a Windwalker mother and fire Earthborn father, caught up in a single night of lust. They were of the same pack where it was forbidden for them to breed, but the danger and the thrill only heightened the passion they felt. When her mother began to show she lied to the pack, telling them it had been a lone Windwalker, but things became complicated ones the pups were born. As a babe Shiva could have for a Windwalker, for she was born all black and with wings - there was nothing about her that suggested she was a hybrid. Her other siblings were most likely killed off - or so she assumes - but she was kept for her nondescript appearance. And for a while her mother thought that things would be well.
Unfortunately as Shiva grew older gold patterns started to appear on her body, and it was eerie how well she started to resemble her father's markings. She was not even a year old when questions started to be asked and the truth finally emerged: she was a bastard child. All she remembers of that night is darkness and pain as the pack beat her, leaving her alone to die. She does not know what became of her mother, whether she, too, was beaten or whether she was allowed to stay within the pack. Either way, Shiva had always been a stubborn child and managed to survive. Each year more Earthborn characteristics seem to materialize, marking her for what she is. | |||||||||
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