.... ooc name: Sunshine
.... current characters: Galen & Kokonoe
.... how you found us: Current Resident
.... your character's initial fight stats: (POWER HOUSE, TANK, SHARPSHOOTER, GHOST, ROGUE, GLASS CANON) Power House
....a role play sample (200+ words): From Kokonoe - A Thousand Twilights
Even if it was only a temporary bliss, the weather seemingly started to warm up and rain showers released their downpour less often. An occurrence that the russet female was grateful for, although, it wasn't because she disliked the rain per say. During her brief stay near the lake further to the northeast the rain seemed to fall almost nonstop as its tiny droplets were quite the spectacle to watch dancing on the waters surface. The world spritzed in a perfume that radiated fresh and earthy. In truth it was the way the dark clouds gathered and cast aside the light in order to veil the world below in a glum and grey choke hold that the woman disliked most. Under its melancholic reign the flowers couldn't bloom in the full glory their colored petals offered, nor did the wind sound so cheery carrying the melodic symphony only songbirds could usher. The rain was nice, but the sun was nicer.
Creamy limbs paused their parade on grass carpeted ground to cast an icy blue gaze windward, the emerald canopy atop the cedar-woods shielding her from the soft rays of the ever approaching dawn that managed to burst through sporadically anyways while the gentle breeze swayed their more delicate branches. Chocolate lined ears pricked forward to listen to the sounds around her, the squawks of a copious amount of magpies; seemingly overrunning the place so early in the day if you asked her, ringing above all else while mentally noting the heavy mix of scents belonging to others of her kind. "Best keep a safe distance.." She mentally coached herself aloud.
Young enough to be intrigued by the prospects of company after so much solitude albeit still wise enough to know not to push her luck. Not everyone was as friendly as herself, nor took kindly to strangers.
and finally a bit about your character.... Old blood comes around to wreck havoc anew
.... current characters: Galen & Kokonoe
.... how you found us: Current Resident
.... your character's initial fight stats: (POWER HOUSE, TANK, SHARPSHOOTER, GHOST, ROGUE, GLASS CANON) Power House
....a role play sample (200+ words): From Kokonoe - A Thousand Twilights
Even if it was only a temporary bliss, the weather seemingly started to warm up and rain showers released their downpour less often. An occurrence that the russet female was grateful for, although, it wasn't because she disliked the rain per say. During her brief stay near the lake further to the northeast the rain seemed to fall almost nonstop as its tiny droplets were quite the spectacle to watch dancing on the waters surface. The world spritzed in a perfume that radiated fresh and earthy. In truth it was the way the dark clouds gathered and cast aside the light in order to veil the world below in a glum and grey choke hold that the woman disliked most. Under its melancholic reign the flowers couldn't bloom in the full glory their colored petals offered, nor did the wind sound so cheery carrying the melodic symphony only songbirds could usher. The rain was nice, but the sun was nicer.
Creamy limbs paused their parade on grass carpeted ground to cast an icy blue gaze windward, the emerald canopy atop the cedar-woods shielding her from the soft rays of the ever approaching dawn that managed to burst through sporadically anyways while the gentle breeze swayed their more delicate branches. Chocolate lined ears pricked forward to listen to the sounds around her, the squawks of a copious amount of magpies; seemingly overrunning the place so early in the day if you asked her, ringing above all else while mentally noting the heavy mix of scents belonging to others of her kind. "Best keep a safe distance.." She mentally coached herself aloud.
Young enough to be intrigued by the prospects of company after so much solitude albeit still wise enough to know not to push her luck. Not everyone was as friendly as herself, nor took kindly to strangers.
and finally a bit about your character.... Old blood comes around to wreck havoc anew
