Depth
Quiet - Caring - Considerate - Over-thinking - Insecure - Reserved - Devoted - Listener - Intelligent - Protective - Observant - Quick To Snap - Calm - Independent
Extremely complex on the inside. Everything seems to be based off past experiences that have affected her until the present. Will fall back on childish behaviors during certain times that recall childish memories, like old friends. Remains poised and held together almost all of the time. Better to not show that you are hurting, even if you are in the deepest of pains. Experiences deep passion for those she loves, and deep hatred for those she does not like. Two extremes. Finds herself an imperfect being, so is constantly trying to learn how to better herself to benefit those around her. Learns from other's experiences as well.
Appearance
A short statured doe. Is not particularly muscular or strong, but has a strong mind. Covered in chocolate brown fur and patches of golden fur splash across her flanks and neck. Fur is short and thick. Not particularly warm for winter, but is good when it is raining; rain just falls right off. Has bright, orchid colored eyes. Has incredible eyesight. Feathers sprout from the back of her head and are a deep midnight blue, flecked variously with a golden color. Feathers vary in length.
Etcetera
Run, whirl wind run. Further and further way into the sun. In twenty minutes, everyone will remember you when you're gone. And your heart is a stone, buried underneath your pretty clothes. Don't you know people write songs about girls like you? What will you do when something stops you, what will you say to the world? What will you be when it all comes crashing down on you little girl? What would you do if you lost your beauty, how would you deal with the light? How would you feel if nobody chased you, what if it happened tonight? How would you cope if the world decided to make you suffer for all that you were? How could you dance if no one was watching and you couldn't even get off the floor? What would you do if you couldn't even feel, not even pitiful pain? How would you deal with the empty existence, eating away at the days. Don't you know people write songs about girls like you? Girls like you. About girls like you. Don't you know people write songs about girls like you? Girls like you. About like you.
Credits
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Art © Silverfang. Character © Keyblade.
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