Post by animosity on Oct 28, 2010 11:35:46 GMT -5
Name: Analeigh
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Orientation: Bisexual
Guild: Assassins
Shapeshift Form: ocelot
Appearance:
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Orientation: Bisexual
Guild: Assassins
Shapeshift Form: ocelot
Appearance:
Human form: Her hair is long, light brown and flows in waves down to her mid back. Her eyes are henetite. Skin is a natural pale peach. Her body figure is petite, very petite. She is 5' 3" 102lbs. Her bust is a little above average. She has a gray, short sleeved vest she always wears over her clothes. Her outfit always changes, every day.Personality:
Her accessories are little stud earrings, golden band bracelets, and a silver locket on a silver chain. Her shoes are mainly black converse, but she does wear black high heels on some occasions.
She carries of small back pack of sorts, usually filled with her books and notebooks. It's dark blue with white, trimming the edge of it. Three pockets are located in the front of the bag. Thos pockets hold her pens and pencils.
She randomy, depending on the outfit, wears black tights that cut off at the ankles. Most of her skirts are the school girl kind. Her shirt are mostly button down blouses, with a black tie. She will wear different accesories. CLips, bandanas, headbands, etc;
She wears her hair different every day. Mostly let down and free.
Ocelot form: She has dappled fur that serves as camouflage. Analeigh weighs between 17-24 pounds, stands 16-20 inches tall, and reaches lengths of 48-64 inches. Her coat tends to be more blotched than spotted, and the chain-like blotches and spots are bordered with black, but have a lighter colored center. These markings run the entire length of the her body. The ground color is a tawny yellow. The underside is white, and the backs of the ears are black with a central yellow spot. Her eyes turn to a deep golden color, almost bronze.
Human:Analeigh is seemingly crude and a smartass in public, but underneath she's really sweet. She doesn't really care about the the world around her, and tends to ignore it most of the time. When she is cross, she sees nothing around her; but it's very hard to anger her. She has feelings for animals and cares for strays often.History:
She looks intimitading, but she stays to herself a lot. Beneath her hard outer shell, she's the most sweet and loveable person you'll ever meet. She only hides it because she has her persona to keep up with. She can't be seen as weak.
Ocelot:Primarily nocturnal and solitary. Her hunting during the day is very secretive, keeping to areas of dense brush or other heavy cover. She tends to be solitary except when mating or in the case with cubs. She is primarily a terrestrial hunter and while the mainstay of the diet consists of nocturnal rodents, such as cane mice, and marsh, spiny and rice rats, opossums and armadillos. She also takes larger prey such as deer, turtles, and birds or reptiles. Analeigh also takes advantage of seasonal changes and the abundance of fish and land crabs during the wet season. Occasionally, shr will take birds and reptiles.
Analeigh Leviathan has known she could shapeshift into an ocelot since she was four, and often stayed in that form. Her parents, Arianna and Caster, didn't like her in her animal form for the fact her animal species was very high on the market becuase of their fur. So, for six years, they tried to hide her form as best they could. Black marketers saw Analeigh in her form one day when she was turning eleven and pursued her all the way to her house. Arianna and Castor saw them coming from afar and prepared to prtect their baby girl. The couple fought them off as best they could but failed; Arianna ended being dismembered in three different ways and Castor's jugular was ripped out.Sample:
In all the chaos, Analeigh was able to escape and hide. All she could do was watch as the men set flames to her house. She didn't want to shapeshift back into her human form after smelling the blood of her parents burning. So, she ran as far as she could. For years after that, she was always on the run from a variety of hunters. Ana knew that her fur was very valuable and the market wanted it, that's why she kept running. She searched constantly to find a place to call home becuase she didn't want to face her past anymore than she had to. Considering,she blamed herself constantly,becuase of what she was, that her parents died so she could live. With that on her concious, she didn't want to go back to human form.
Finally, when she turned twenty, she settled in Shelpey Alley. Ana found a small hole to crawl in to sleep and some male found her, took her home, and cared for her. He also helped her cope with her past. At last after weeks of working with her she shifted into human form. The man was stunned at her beauty and tried to seduce her. That caused a struggle and she killed him mercilessly. Now she's on her own, turning into an ocelot when needed and she aften liked girls, more than men; she did, however, realise that men had something women didn't have.
Analeigh ran like lightning through the shade of the dark forest. Her heels barely touching the moist ground. Brown, honey locks flitted behind her. The sky was veiled over by a marvolous green canopy of various plants.Other:
Slipping by a tree, her feet met concrete. She sped her pace to a speeding bullet, gripping her bag in her embrace. She was so close to her little abandoned apartment. Analeigh was running from something. But what?
One word came to mind. "Death."
She shuddered at the it, and closed her steal orbs tight. Her white blouse and blue stripped mini tie fit her form tighter as if it were protecting her. She walk for a moment until she slammed right through a dense brush of plants that hid her home, and into the door to her apartment. Turning abruptly, she turned all the locks on the door and pressed her back to it. Sighing heavily, she slid down the door. Analeigh was exgausted. The place was very dark and deserted, just like herself.
"I should really learn to keep quiet when stealing."
She sat upright, careful to keep her blue skirt from exposing herself and opened the bag. It was full of jewels and gold. She had snuck into an old warehouse and snatched the closet bag of treasure she could get. In that process, she dropped a glass vase and set off the alarm. The sound wa very much like a gun shot to her ears. It set her free to run as fast as she could.
When she was positive that no one saw her, she stood and walked into the next room. Her grip tightened on the loose bag of goods and she opened the closet in her bedroom and switch the lamp on. Its light spilled over sparkling colors of blue, red, and yellow. This was her collection of jewels. She emptied the bag into the pile and smiled at her work. She may be part of the assasins, but she loved shiny things and golden jewels were her favorite.
She threw herself onto her pile and cuddled close to it, giggling like a little kid. This felt right.
She has a severe addiction to red wine and jewels.