Post by siri.ariadnae~ on Jul 27, 2011 20:21:08 GMT -8
look in my eyes i'll make you see
[atrb=width,550px,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/anlDy.png);background-attachment:fixed;] & & SIRI ARIADNAE ;; ♫ i've got no hand in matters worldly i hardly care at all what's going on fails to concern me ♪ OoC Name Wolfy Breed Snow Leopard 'irbis' Rank/Occupation Ribbon Dancer Tribe Loner Gender Female Age Three ♫ 'cause i'm locked behind my wall but you know what drives me out out of my mind oh ♪ Fur Color Gray, white, faded browns with ashen spots Eye Color Blueish hazel Scars/Deformities Three deep scars across her right eye, a scorch mark across her underbelly from fire Appearance Much to her disadvantage, Siri is what you would call puny if not freakishly small. She has never grown to the full size of an adult. Other than her slight issue she is a normal snow leopard. Her bodice is lithe and well muscled, her fur is a lustrous silver like the stars twinkling in the milky way. Eyes are vivid and dark - mysterious as a flower illuminated by the candle light. Her tail is also wispy and long, but considering her species that really isn't any different from everyone else. Overall she is a tiny snow leopard, built with a lithe body and some muscle. ♫ it's whatever makes you see makes you believe ♪ Preferences likes - snow, water, flowers, rain, thunder, fighting, dislikes - death, summer, humidity, lions, fire, desert Strengths climbing, swimming, brawling Weaknesses running, jumping, temperament, Personality Graceful, exotic and sensual, if ever part of a society Siri would make one hell of a dancer. The leopard tends to be standoffish and stoic, always being the adult of the situation rather than the opposite of such. She treats everyone fairly and equally even if you've insulted her before. But she lives close to her morals and lives by the saying 'An eye for an eye'. What you give back, you get back ten fold. If you agitate the feline she will lash out. And believe it or not has an ironclad temper with a devil's tongue to back herself up with. ♫ and forget about the premonition you need to conceive the images they sell are illusion and dream in other words dishonesty ♪ Family Annabelle Ariadnae ( mother ), Rajah Ariadnae ( brother ), Regrets Abandoning family Secret Ambitions Find her deceased family History Born into a single parent act, she was brought up solely by her mother and with the help of her older sibling Rajah. Life had never heeded them anything good in life and it was an endless river of struggle and strife. Siri had never known or father, nor had her brother. It never affected them emotionally but Siri had wished during those times that she knew what her other kin was like. As Siri grew and Rajah left off to start the next generation of cubs, it was then her mother met another male dubbed Unger. Something from the start never smelt right about the male and how he approached them. But she had never thought twice about it forgot his presence up until she left on her own. Never again did she here from her mother, even though she searched high and low to see what had become of her since she'd left the den. The search led her high and low from the tropical rainforest where the tigers resided to the highest peak of the mountains where her own kind lived. And even to the infested lion and cheetah filled desert. During the worst time of the year - dry season. A brush fire had broken out in the midst of a territorial fight between Siri and two lionesses. She had only been trying to make her way through when they found her. Driving the young leopard into the heart of the fire where she was nearly killed. The search was in vain and she had never heard from her mother or brother again. Until the day she found out that they were killed by a pride of lions. Siri tries not to believe it and often tries to just look for them. Hoping that the stories aren't true. ♫ if i speak i'll please, humor me won't rant on endlessly just thought i'd try to make you see it doesn't solve a thing to dress it, in a pretty gown a stone will not need you to guess if, you're still going to drown so you know what drives me out ♪ |
we're drifting aimlessly
blind in a world of make believe
blind in a world of make believe
