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- Naxent -
What do you want?
A broken, defeated howl shoots at you from behind the safety of a large tree. Squinting through the murky light, you notice a lump cowering in the shadows.
My mistake: 'lump' is an overstatement.
Quivering slightly, the creature inspects you with bulging, yellow eyes. The sickly colour seems to bring out the same in his teeth. In an obvious attempt to appear intimidating, he stalks steadily towards you.
As he creeps out of the shadows prominent ribs and vertebrae are exposed one by one. The overly long nails on each splayed paw catch on the leaf litter below, though he makes no attempt to shake them off. Lowering his head in what is blatantly intended to be a threatening gesture, he exposes hind legs which are disproportional to his smaller body - unfortunately emphasising his hunched stature. A crackling growl bubbles up from deep within his chest.
Luckily you have a small magazine you can roll up in your pocket so you're not too fussed.
Noticing your apathetic reaction, he plonks his hindquarters firmly onto the ground below and sighs.. though whether this was by choice or because the breeze was a little stronger than usual you are unsure. His short, unkempt fur seems to be falling out in places, and he shivers noticeably in the waft.
You're just like all the others, He moans.
You begin to try and sidle out of view, but he catches you in another of his underdog-puppy-eyes and you sigh and trudge back over to him, looking at your watch.
You wouldn't believe what I've had to put up with..
- His Explanation -
Although his story may be full of angst and hardness it's hardly one you can admire him for.
Naxent was born the runt of the litter ... and not much has changed since then. Rumour has it, the reason his mother rejected him was because she mistook him for a rat amongst her beautiful pups.
A mixture of determination to prove himself and dumb luck got him through the next years of his life. He took to eating moss and insects as he was usually too noisy and clumsy to hunt - and even when he caught his prey it was usually a good many times stronger than he was. This didn't aid in his development. Naxent is going to remain scrawny for a very long time - though you'd think he'd be able to do something about those yellow teeth and curling claws.
Suprisingly enough, he hasn't given up yet! Desperate for approval, recognition and, of course, sympathy, Naxent will go to nearly any extreme (provided it doesn't require brute strength or skill).
- Gallery-
Drag the picture into the url bar to see it full size - the link to the artist is underneath! x) (They're so great at their art they make Naxent look -good-)
By Tierra!
By Sogotuba
- Friends and Foes -
A dominant and (seemingly) confident personality, Filuah possesses an overwhelming dark sense of humour. Though not 'unkind' by nature, she will seize any opportunity to spill out dry comments and gently tease anyone who stays still too long. This is merely because of her own inability to allow herself to get too serious or attached to the world around her, possibly a result of her brother Nokom's prior desertion.
Highly strung, though not independant. More simply, Nellaii follows her heart but sometimes lacks confidence. She is easily unnerved, simply because she does not have the patience to learn the ways of the world - she is left naive. She is almost the personification of innocent (or naivety) and kind-heartedness (or... naivety), always optimistic and enthusiastic to make new friends and lend a hoof.
The typical exotic, handsome prince - nearly. Although he was well educated and rather spoilt in his home palace, Sciros longed for adventure and excitement that his sheltered life could not provide him. Perhaps because he was spoilt, or perhaps because he always followed his heart, the young prince ran away in a dramatic escape and has since undergone a plethora of adventures with his dear Aly.
What can I say? Nokom's a gleeful, cryptic telepath and mind-manipulator. He enjoys just about everything the world has to offer, appreciating it for what it is and how it entwines with the rest of it, and is quite partial to discovering odd bits and bobs to hang like trophies from his antlers. Unfortunately his rather 'unique' take on life and the universe means that he's not always the easiest to spend time with. Although he would never intentionally upset anyone, or anything, he has little regard for 'personal space' as far as his mind reading and speaking is concerned, and he even abandoned his own sister, Filuah - then one day, out of the blue, he came back with only the explanation, "nothing's wrong unless you want it to be" and some ugly flower he picked because "he knew she would appreciate it."
Abandoned by his immortal herd as a colt for his carnivorous (more specifically, 'cannibalistic') nature, Sahvij now haunts desolate mountain peaks in hope of once again returning 'home'. His insecurities from both being abandoned and 'monstrous' have led him to become violent and occasionally ruthless, though his new 'friends' are defiant not to give up on him, no matter how much he may unnerve them.
Everyone makes mistakes, though rarely are they as malevolent and unforgiveable as Lastrond's. A voodooist and power-hungry, his desire to please his evil 'superiors' turned disasterous when he reached a terrifying peak of success with victims the higher ones wanted 'dealt with'. Now plagued by guilt and remorse, he lives in constant fear of Karma acting out - and can not silence the voices of victims in his head.
Always quick to crack a joke or dive headfirst into a pond, Safaah is the most light-hearted and playful of her sisters. She is just as quick to laugh as herself as anyone else, though she often gets herself into trouble for it. Her jocular spirit also usually results in her missing the point of certain tasks and she is rarely ever punctual (much to Tiyrra's annoyance).
Tiyrra was blessed with the ability to see the aesthetic beauty in the world around - including in herself. She delights in sitting for hours watching the sun set or the waves lap against the shore; providing, of course, that the wind ruffles her coat in only the most flattering of manners and the shade of the lush grass below compliments her eyes.
She knows what she wants, and will go to any means necessary to ensure that she gets it...
Ruthless and determined, Laneicse has a steady hand in power over the neglected slums she lives in. Unfortunately for those around her she also harbours a keen will to fulfil her dream of being a 'beauty queen'.
Fiori was born with the power to heal, though to do this she needs to pull 'life' from the surrounding environment. Confused and disturbed by the outcomes of her bad decisions related to this power in the past, and never really knows how to behave in social situations. As a result of this she has become twisted and disoriented - somewhat 'bipolar'. One can only hope that new friends can help guide her onto a brighter path.
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