Post by Kyreigh Fiora on Apr 30, 2006 2:00:56 GMT -5
Name: Kyreigh Fiora
Gender: Female
Race: Half pixie, half human (Kyreigh was found abandoned in a forest on the border of Earth and Wind territory. The man she referred to as her father was human, and took her in, thinking she was too. And apparently she was, half, because she looked and acted like a normal human until her seventh birthday when her wings began to grow. Her father loved her, but in fear for her life, and his, had to abandon her in the very same forest she was found in. She was taken in by an old feathered dragon woman. There she was raised until she left home.)
Corner Preferance: Wind
Age: 18
Description: Kyreigh has dark plum colored hair that is short and cut off around the bottom of her ear. She has honey colored brown eyes. and long thick black lashes. Her round face is a peachy skinned color like the rest of her body. She is more busty than most pixies, being half human and all; and slender. Her wings are midnight black with silver lining (ooc- no pun intended), and she has no freckles what so ever.
Personality: Kyreigh struggles with trust. She was raised and taught to hate her own race, until she was abandoned for being herself, and then taught to hate her old self (her human half). She is deeply confused and afraid of being her true self. She doesn't know where her loyalties lie, and until she travels to both worlds to decide for herself, she will be kind to both, although she will not truly trust them.
Sample Post: It was dark in the woods. Really dark. Pitch black. Kyreigh couldn't see a hand in front of her face. She wished her father was there, telling her what to do, but he had left her. She didn't know where to go. All she knew was that this forest had seen her before, and that it was a border between Earth and Wind territory. There was a cracking noise to her left. She jumped, and her wings came out. She still wasn't sure how to control her wings. This had started happening a couple of weeks ago, on her seventh birthday.
What is with these stupid wings huh? There so annoying. Why did I have to get wings, I'm just a human girl. God, have I been cursed? Did I do something wrong? Why doesn't Dad love me anymore?
Kyreigh sobbed. Her whole body heaved and shook with each breath and cry. She collasped on the ground. She threw up her right fist and slammed it back down. She hit something sharp, blood trickled down her arm.
"Why.......Why....." Kyreigh wimpered.
Kyreigh tried to take control of herself, and as she did so, a hand appeared on her shoulder.
"Ahhhh!" Kyreigh screamed in fear.
"Shhh. Do you want us to be found out here? Come with me, where we can talk."
Kyreigh knew that it was dangerous to follow this stranger, but she didn't know what else to do. She picked herself off and followed the stranger through the woods, to a small cottage. It was ornate and unique. The stranger pushed open the front door and hissed
"Come inside, quickly!"
Kyreigh obeyed the suddenly intensified voice. Once she was inside the stranger turned on a light. It was an old feather dragon. It appeared to be a woman. Kyriegh was terrified at once. She had never seen, only hear, of these creatures. Kyreigh got down on her knees and begged
"Please don't hurt me! I'm sorry if I was on your land."
"It's okay, sweetie, come here. What are you doind out here all alone in the middle of the night? It's very dangerous in that forest.
At first it took a moment for Kyriegh to figure out why this woman ws being kind to her. She was so used to being considered a human, but then she realized that her wings were still stretched out behind her. She had no control over them yet.
I...I'm...I have no where...I don't know what to do."
Kyreigh once more burst into sobs.
How old are you sweetie? What's your name?
"Um...My name is Kyreigh, and ,and I'm seven. Who are you?"
"My name is Detra, and I am a feathered dragon, pledged to the wind goddess. I assume that you are to?"
"I.....I don't know. I don't know anything."
Kyreigh cryed and cryed for hours, the old woman held Kyreigh against her soft leathery skin. Kyreigh cryed on her shuoulder until she fell asleep. The woman layed her in a bed in a bedroom next door to her own. Kyreigh slept, and in the morning felt much better. The old woman took Kyreigh under her wings, and taught Kyreigh how to control her own. Kyreigh grew up trying to forget her past. On her eighteenth birthday, she left home, determined to find out more about herself. She knew she couldn't forget, because one day, that would be her way to survive. And until that day came, she had to become prepared.
Gender: Female
Race: Half pixie, half human (Kyreigh was found abandoned in a forest on the border of Earth and Wind territory. The man she referred to as her father was human, and took her in, thinking she was too. And apparently she was, half, because she looked and acted like a normal human until her seventh birthday when her wings began to grow. Her father loved her, but in fear for her life, and his, had to abandon her in the very same forest she was found in. She was taken in by an old feathered dragon woman. There she was raised until she left home.)
Corner Preferance: Wind
Age: 18
Description: Kyreigh has dark plum colored hair that is short and cut off around the bottom of her ear. She has honey colored brown eyes. and long thick black lashes. Her round face is a peachy skinned color like the rest of her body. She is more busty than most pixies, being half human and all; and slender. Her wings are midnight black with silver lining (ooc- no pun intended), and she has no freckles what so ever.
Personality: Kyreigh struggles with trust. She was raised and taught to hate her own race, until she was abandoned for being herself, and then taught to hate her old self (her human half). She is deeply confused and afraid of being her true self. She doesn't know where her loyalties lie, and until she travels to both worlds to decide for herself, she will be kind to both, although she will not truly trust them.
Sample Post: It was dark in the woods. Really dark. Pitch black. Kyreigh couldn't see a hand in front of her face. She wished her father was there, telling her what to do, but he had left her. She didn't know where to go. All she knew was that this forest had seen her before, and that it was a border between Earth and Wind territory. There was a cracking noise to her left. She jumped, and her wings came out. She still wasn't sure how to control her wings. This had started happening a couple of weeks ago, on her seventh birthday.
What is with these stupid wings huh? There so annoying. Why did I have to get wings, I'm just a human girl. God, have I been cursed? Did I do something wrong? Why doesn't Dad love me anymore?
Kyreigh sobbed. Her whole body heaved and shook with each breath and cry. She collasped on the ground. She threw up her right fist and slammed it back down. She hit something sharp, blood trickled down her arm.
"Why.......Why....." Kyreigh wimpered.
Kyreigh tried to take control of herself, and as she did so, a hand appeared on her shoulder.
"Ahhhh!" Kyreigh screamed in fear.
"Shhh. Do you want us to be found out here? Come with me, where we can talk."
Kyreigh knew that it was dangerous to follow this stranger, but she didn't know what else to do. She picked herself off and followed the stranger through the woods, to a small cottage. It was ornate and unique. The stranger pushed open the front door and hissed
"Come inside, quickly!"
Kyreigh obeyed the suddenly intensified voice. Once she was inside the stranger turned on a light. It was an old feather dragon. It appeared to be a woman. Kyriegh was terrified at once. She had never seen, only hear, of these creatures. Kyreigh got down on her knees and begged
"Please don't hurt me! I'm sorry if I was on your land."
"It's okay, sweetie, come here. What are you doind out here all alone in the middle of the night? It's very dangerous in that forest.
At first it took a moment for Kyriegh to figure out why this woman ws being kind to her. She was so used to being considered a human, but then she realized that her wings were still stretched out behind her. She had no control over them yet.
I...I'm...I have no where...I don't know what to do."
Kyreigh once more burst into sobs.
How old are you sweetie? What's your name?
"Um...My name is Kyreigh, and ,and I'm seven. Who are you?"
"My name is Detra, and I am a feathered dragon, pledged to the wind goddess. I assume that you are to?"
"I.....I don't know. I don't know anything."
Kyreigh cryed and cryed for hours, the old woman held Kyreigh against her soft leathery skin. Kyreigh cryed on her shuoulder until she fell asleep. The woman layed her in a bed in a bedroom next door to her own. Kyreigh slept, and in the morning felt much better. The old woman took Kyreigh under her wings, and taught Kyreigh how to control her own. Kyreigh grew up trying to forget her past. On her eighteenth birthday, she left home, determined to find out more about herself. She knew she couldn't forget, because one day, that would be her way to survive. And until that day came, she had to become prepared.
