They will never know all the blood we’ve shed
Yuna
female
four
her right eye is a crystalline blue and her left eye is a iridescent green.
She stands at thirty four inches of height, her weight maxing out at one hundred and five. Her fur is slightly shorter than the average and silken. She has a slender chest and a long, svelte body. She has long legs and a naturally graceful and dignified gait, naturally quiet. Her base colour is a deep midnight black, a very contasting dark silvery hue intermixed with a bright white concentrating between her shoulder blades, to run down her spine in a rather spectactular dorsal stripe that fades slowly back into black when it reaches her rump. A bandit-lik mask covers and contrasts her eyes to make them pop, this mask consisting of a flecking of white-silver and deep russet, this same deep russet found dripping down from the bandit mask in a few scatterings like the vague outline of crying lines.
She is a good judgement of character, just by exchanging a few words and watching how someone moves she can tell what they are like and will do her best to stay away from those who mean trouble. She is kind-hearted, loyal, honest and polite, she strives to see the best in others, and holds a strong conviction to complete whatever task she feels is her duty to perform. She will smile even when she is unhappy, will laugh through her pain, and is stubborn to a fault. No matter how painful it is she is willing to sacrafice herself to bring about peace, and will be one to love one man and one only. She's willing to carry the burdens of others upon her shoulders if it would ease their own pain, and is always willing to sacrafice her own life for that of another's and give up chances for her own happiness if it means she would be helping someone else. She keeps feelings of pain, sadness, anger and desperation hidden well beneath her innocent exterior. Can be called unflinchingly polite, soft-spoken and driven, she is also quite playful, and thinks and desires for herself. Though she seems like she couldn't manage such a thing, she can be quite intimidating and sharp-tongued if she is actually angered.
can be imprinted on.
rue
yuna
Fade out like a photograph just a memory to forget
You burn black like a cigarette, I’ll discard you when I’m done |