Post by mieepp on Feb 1, 2010 18:51:14 GMT -5
Name: Miep Starr
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Orientation: straight
Guild: Assassins
Shapeshift Form: Panther
Appearance:
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Orientation: straight
Guild: Assassins
Shapeshift Form: Panther
Appearance:
She has long, black-brown hair that's naturally wavy. She doesn't take much care in styling it, it's either down or up in a pony tail. It normally goes in a pony tail when she's about to get in a fight or shift. Her eyes are a golden-hazel-brown color which stays the same, along with her hair, when she shifts.Personality:
Her leopard form is muscular and sleek with dark black fur and barely visible dark brown spots. She's could at stalking around without being seen and, being a panther, has excellent jumping and pouncing skills. Her front paws are large and her whiskers are long, fine, and white.
She is very independant and relies on herself and herself only. She doesn't having to rely on another person because it makes her feel weak. She doesn't like being told what to do if she disagrees with whatever's being done, other than that she takes an order without a word. She always stands up for what she believes is right and she never goes down without a fight. If someone doesn't respect her she won't respects them back, though never DISrespects them. Doesn't mind a fight (and she's good at it) but she doesn't like to fight for absolutely no reason. Lots of times when she's in human form, animal instincts come out because she doesn't always put effort into getting full control over them. She has a rather dry sense of humor which goes hand in hand with her attitude. She never really shows her emotions and will always help a guild-mate in need--History:
they're her family.
Her mother was a very feminine woman with long black curls and hard green eyes. She died young from pnonmia at age 39.Sample:
Her father was a hard, independant man who taught her most of what she knows now including fighting and independance. She inherited his quiet attitude and after he rmother died she spent a lot of time with him and toughened up. Her father died when she was eighteen and thus she became even more independant and much tougher after losing both parents. She tries her best because she wants to make her father proud and follow in his footsteps.
When Shadowheart shrieked, Larkpaw's eyes got wide. "Are you ok?" She said in a wary voice, standing very still. "What was that?" she squealed queerly. Larkpaw had an idea of what it was...they were coming. "Ivytail!" She yelled, as not to alarm everyone in camp. "They're coming." she whispered, the words coming before she knew it. "Shadowheart, we have to get you into the medicine den, quickly." Larkpaw began to gently help her to medicine den as quickly as she could, being gentle with her. She felt panic flaring up inside her, this was her first kitting. That was swimming through her anxious mind as she wide eyedly led the shecat into the medicine den. Stay calm and it'll all be fine......calm...Other:
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