One hand reaches out and pulls a lost soul from harm while a thousand more go unspoken for
And they say what good have you done by saving just this one?

lotus

deep blue eyes, dark charcoal black hair, with a fragile seeming figure. Small and dainty for sure, skin that pales slightly from the normality, with decidedly rosen lips.

no defects

female

age is not something she's inclined to give out, really

lotus is generally reserved but sweet once you manage to get through her natural defenses. shy and soft-spoke, she isn't the type to be starting anything, more content to linger in the background of things.

lotus really doesn't have that much of a history. nothing really bad or good happened that she considers a detriment or highlight of her life. she just likes to call it average and relatively uneventful.

SAMPLE: -I am most comfortable here in my skin and fur as it lays against his, He gives me courage and love, protects me from the pain and dangers of this world, as much as he is able, he always finds his way back to me. We never stay apart for long, and maybe it is this reason that our bond never fades. My muzzle reaches out to gently nip at his ear, my laughter quiet and serene, and for just a moment I am staring into the distance beyond us. I wonder what others think of this scene if they see it, if they see me the girl of snow, softly smiling as she teases her beloved. I wonder if their heart aches as they look upon our love, I wonder if within the confines of their mind they are jealous, if they want what they do not have.

I am Amaterasu, lover of the secretive anarchist. Nines is his name, and I am the only one that can force his gaze to soften. I do not know where others can find their love, that is something one must find on their own. A path one must travel alone. Black streaked tail thumps behind me, betraying my state of pure bliss. A special type of happiness only he can bring me. Only Nines can bring this pure glow to my heart. Thinking back into old memories, it hurts me, but sometimes thinking is needed.

Another face only known to memories flashes in my mind, this one my dearest mother, someone I have not seen in years, one who will never walk these lands. Her snowy white fur so simuklar to my own, and her jade eyes haunts me, because I will forever wonder about her. Forever will I wonder about the mother I had known close to nothing about. I longed so much to learn something, even just a nibble about my mother, any lead at all would be great. For now I am content with Nine's love, and the haunting caress of memories. Memories of days gone by. Only time alone can tell me if I have my paws on the right road. -

daughter of arcadia

alltooreal

referred by willow