Basic name: Mälo set: permadevout || Kabuki mask || peacock picto: | click | set: Mini spell, secretary mask, peacock antlers age: Older Fawn sex: Female species: Whitetail with forest influance size: | ??? | orientation: ??? voice: voice here haunts: Haunts here scent: none as of yet trinkets: shit here

Indepth Friendly • Nieve • Outgoing • TRAIT • TRAIT • TRAIT • TRAIT • TRAIT The Past... What would you do, should you find your people being blindly led by a false child-prophet? Several asked themselves this as the white child was brought forth and proclaimed to be a child of the gods, given to them. Already cracking under the vice-like grip of a harsh emperor several rose up, quietly. They could see the lies, the figurehead they had been given would be the ruin of them all. They did not see themselves as true heros, as this foe was as used as the people below them. Manipulated by a higher power and falsely led to believe she indeed was some sort of divine being. And so on a very cold fifth of November in a time long forgotten a child lay dead on a crisp white blanket of snow. There are rumors that when she died, her body ascended to the heavens, perpetuating the belief perhaps she had some divinity to her. But... ... Who really knows? The Now...

› Average build, though slightly 'light' looking in the bone. By no means does this make her fragile.
› Feathered, similar to that belonging to a bird of paradise mixed with a peacock. Mälo's feathers are lightweight, yet remarkably forgiving when being bent and pulled. She cannot fan the feathers on her head as most can, rather that ability lies with those on her tail. The 'crest' feathers have a very metallic sheen to them, and while they are white may look pinkish-pearl in color when caught in the sun.
› She is not albino by any means. She is a 'true white', meaning her skin is pink and not black or grey. She does not, and will not suffer from any afflicting associated with albinism.
› She will be an antlered hind, growing a grand total of three to four points. Her antlers are delicate looking and meant not for heavy combat, as they will indeed break.
› Remarkably fast when it comes to healing. An incredibly healthy being.
› Born in winter on a solstice during the first snow to ever fall upon her homeland, very much a holy event and was considered to be 'blessed'
› Came to the forest after being 'born' from a flower, and knows nothing of her parents or homeland. By all means thinks she was truely birthed here by a plant.
› Was possibly killed as a child, or sent here unwillingly to prove a point to her people.
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