I can't resist! I can't post now but can I save a spot? Please!
Name: Saffron
Elements: Earth, Air and Darkness
Gender: Female
Race/species: Demon
Age: 17
Second Nature: Skrunt (I know its from a movie!)
Second Nature Description: A somewhat evil wolf!
Instead of having fur the Skrunt has vines and grass as fur and it has two blood red eyes. She is large and muscular and blends well with the shrubs.
Sometimes she can't control her inner Skrunt and can spin out of control. She can become a savage killer with no mercy for anyone. (More coming soon)
Description: A tall pale skinned teen. With a medium build and large muscles. She has jet black hair and pure black eyes. Her hair is made up of small ringlets that flow smoothly around her face. She has large red lips and smooth curving eye brows. She does boobs... Not big just small. She has a long smooth face and unusually long teeth.
http://camilkuo.deviantart.com/art/A-Night-Elf-1318428 Personality: A quiet dark proud teen. She never shows her fear anger.
Sibling/s: None...(looking?)
Basic magic: She is united with darkness and is most agile in its midst. She has power with the earth and can heal. She is allied with the winds and can summon them to her power.
Last edited by Gwenevire on Mon Nov 26, 2007 11:41 pm, edited 3 times in total.
The moon shone eerily through the darkened trees. The slim silhouette of a hooded figure could be seen through the trees. She sat at the base of a large oak tree. The moon set a white spot light upon the tree. Her face was hidden by the shadow of her hood and small whispers could be heard coming from her lips. She brought her hand to up and a bone chilling breeze whispered through the trees. They shook and groaned as small rain drops pelted the dry earth. A gust of wind blew the girls hood off to reveal a beautiful pale face. Her hair squirmed restlessly in the night air. Her eyes seemed to glow and her lips parted in an evil looking smile. She flung her cloak to the ground as she rose to her feet. She wore nothing but black thread. It was twined loosely around her. Her smile curved down to a neutral gaze and she set into the deep dark forest.
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I know its short. But what els am I supposed to say? XD
Anyone can feel free to enter in and get to know my character!
-Yes, it can be night. Just wondering though: Is Saffron your new Gwenevire?-
<<Ayra>>
A restless shadow slid through the trees like a wraith, leaving large but barely noticeable paw prints in the damp earth.
Ayra had left the cave, leaving a note that read:
Lydia, I am going hunting for the night around the marshes. I will be back in the morning, Ayra
She snarled softly to herself, baring teeth like ivory thorns. Her eyes flashed cold fire.
Tipping her nose to the wind, she leapt onto a jutting rock. Her muscles flowed smoothly under her night-black pelt despite the pain of her wound.
The cool night air was damp with rain, but nonetheless the odour of a young demon was swept through the trees. She growled deep in her chest before leaping into the skies.
Can I have another shape shifting form? Even though I am a Demon? Please... I will post my thing next. Can I just sort out the shape shifting form first?
-Another one? What do you mean? Does she currently have one?
Oh, and you mentioned that she is allied with the winds; that's okay, but then shouldn't her element be Wind instead of Air?-
Strong wing beats broke the silence as Ayra alighted on a fallen log, her expression guarded.
Before her stood a tall, dark demon, her curling hair twisting in the wind. Her eyes were chips of night.
Ayra slunk slowly forward, her lush, windswept fur rippling and her eyes flashing with a peculiar mixture of defiance and respect.
As she approached the demon, she shifted back into her Miokoda form. In the moonlight, her cold, proud face looked unreal, like that of a goddess. Her lips twisted in a cruel smile and her blue-black hair reflected the stars.
She turned a scalding sea-green gaze to the demon before her; taking in the smoothly curving muscles, pale skin, voluminous lips. She was satisfied--the girl had not been enslaved; her ankle was free of the Njorden brand.
Saffron's expression did not change. She slowly turned her head towards the new comer and glared fearlessly at her. A small smile spread across her face and she set a gust of wind through the trees. <I can read your mind right?> She focused deeply and slowly flipped through this strange woman's thoughts. This one was hard to read. She was deep and secretive. There was a large burst of pride and dominance that filled this girls mind. She stayed quiet and continued to observe.
-It's means that they are enslaved. It's basically a cross with a spider web behind it (All done in black ink) and a small line of ancient glyphs underneath.-
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