'Rice Bowl Fawn'

Cecilia

Picto

Gender

Femme(Hind)

Birthdate

April 25, 2012

Physical Health

97%(Wobbling as she walks.)

Emotional Health

92%(Lonely)

Mental Health

100%

Appearance

~Young doe with a dark pelt(Magpie), a real deer face(or orca mask), a plume of soft feathers(also Magpie) and swampy green eyes.

~Her knees are usually scratched up from running then skidding to avoid other deer.

*NOTE: As I am still trying to gather up everything and save the 'look', Cecelia will probably look like any other deer!

Closely Resembles

Sika deer(WIP, not sure if I want her to have 'fawn spots' as an adult.)

Voice

Resembles Anastasia(Disney)

Scent

~Like the first rain shower of the year.

Personality

~Painfully shy around new critters, becomes a sweetheart once aquianted.

~Would fight only to protect another.

~Very skittish around both adults and fawns; has been chased off and 'yelled' at many times.

~Secretly curious about everything, can be seen wandering.

Favorite Spot(s)

~ 1) A mushroom circle between the Ruins and the Old Oak.

~ 2) The Ruins themselves.

~ 3) Near blueberry bushes.

Relations

~Dinamo (Adores, follows like a baby duck.)

~ Anjali (Dinamo's mate, trusts.)

~ Denali (Met a while back as a fawn, fellow fawn who visited her when she was injured, curious of.)

~ Yakuul (Met a while back, thinks he is strange but is curious of.)

Family

~Unknown

Mood

~Restless, uncertain

Likes

~Frogs

~Fireflies

~Bubbles

~Dragonflies

~Looking at the stars

~Whistling when no one is around.

Dislikes

~Being 'moo-ed' at(is usually silent unless upset/looking for someone)

~Storms

~The dark(Star-less nights)

Recent Activities

~ Spent most of her morning oggling the odd spinning things in the air. Soon learned a new word from a nearby doe. 'Stars'. Shaking her head slowly, she watched two fool-hardy young bucks leap into the air but each time they missed for the 'star' pulled up out of their reach. Snickering, she wondered if even a larger buck could reach it the things. Unsettled by all the bellowing from other deer, she went to find refuge within the old tree only to find a huge 'star' swing up and down, squashing any deer that got close enough. Ran away to the water with a fearful bleat, leaping over a fallen deer on the ground. Thinking back on it, she wondered how any deer could sleep during this. Skidding to a halt in the hard icy mud, her dark eyes locked onto a smaller 'star' bobbing above the water. With each bob, she felt her eyelids becoming heavier and heavier. Unable to fight the pull of the sparkling object, her legs gave out beneath her and she tumbled down into a fuzzy heap.

Actions

~ Sad + Bow = 'I Have to go'

~ Tilt head + Cower = 'Unsure and wary'

~ Tilt head + Bow = 'Uhm, hello'

~ Constantly tilting head = 'What?' or 'What now?'

~ Skipping = 'Happy mood'

~ Skipping + Taunting = 'Play with me!'

Status

~Offline.