Post by shadow on Nov 26, 2011 22:44:33 GMT -5
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Name: Misora, the Demon's pet
Age: 17
Time: less than a year
Gender: Female
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Breed: Werewolf
Eye color: Baby Blue
Hair color: Silver
Skin color: Pale White
Height: 4'5
Weight: 98 lbs
[li] Moonlight
[/li][li] Music
[/li][li] Her Monster
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[li] Blood
[/li][li] Death
[/li][li] Cruelty
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Personality:
Misora is a shy, gentle individual. Even more so since the death of her monster. She is quiet, on the edge, waiting for that one last whisp of disaster to send her over the edge, into her pit of dispair again. Since the death of her protector, she has been cast into depression, hardly living, but hardly dying. She rarely comes out of her shell, even when someone makes the effort to speak with her. This is from the caution that her Monster taught her, whom she still idolizes and searches for. Sometimes she is fine, and knows that he will never come back, yet others she is in a desperate search for him. Yet as broken as she seems, she still has all the love in the world inside her small frame, waiting for a trigger to let it all spill out. She is probably the most gentle, sweet person you will meet, as all the darkness in her is spilt out on that one night.
Family: Deceased, or long thought so
History:
Misora was born into a poor family, and though they never had much, they where happy. However, though they lived happily, the tiny forest community in which they lived was haunted by a werewolf menace. A boy of only ten, he had killed his mother in childbirth and later his father, in a rampage when he was turned werewolf. Ever since, he had attacked the village every moon in his rampages, earning the name 'Demon'.
Around this time, he had found Misora alone in the forest. However, instead of killing her like anyone else, for some reason the two became fast friends, and the grew closer as years went by, until Misora's family caught on. However, instead of immediately demanding she stop seeing him, they secretly followed her one day, the day of the full moon, to trak down the Demon once and for all. However, their plans went wrong, and in the end, Demon ended up escaping, taking Misora with him. Misora was fourteen, and Demon was sixteen.
They travelled together for a long time, Demon slowly earning Misora's trust back again. They where happy, and Misora even loved her Monster, though she was unsure if her feelings where returned. Demon taught her to have a dimmer veiw of the world and it's inhabitants, and one night, it turned out he was right. In Silverthorn, they came across another werewolf. At this time, Demon was only a young wolf, and Misora was still human. The wolf they clashed with was old, far more experianced and strong than Demon. He failed, but not before he was able to Change Misora. Ever since, Misora's never been the same bright person she once was.
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(c) Stella
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