Just another lost Soul

Shayna · 11-29-2010, 10:42 AM

1. Character Name: Shayna
2. Character Birthdate (including year): 14th Febuary 2009
3. Whether s/he is a regular wolf or a Luperci : Luperci
4. Gender: Female
5. Your e-mail: bubb3lpopp3r@tiscali.co.uk
6. A secondary form of contact (AIM, MSN, Y!M): Pm only,
7. How did you learn/hear about 'Souls?: top werewolf rpg list Big Grin

8: - Initial post -:

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ooc: AHHH! So excited… wc: 334

She was surviving the climate, barely. It seemed that the cold winds had taken their bitterness out on her small self and her form was thin to say the least, the dark hollows of her tawny gold eyes stood out prominently through sleep deprivation – and the girl hadn’t touched a morsel of meat in what seemed forever. She swayed above the sand, allowing her ebony tipped tail to slither from side to side. The sea was rough today, it reminded her of the whirlwind she had just come through, how many towns she’d slept in, how much the woman had stolen –she felt truly sinful for her actions that rest heavily upon her conscience, but nothing could be done for it now -she just had to move on. She situated herself on the sands, lifting her satchel over her ears and onto the dull yellow grains, rummaging behind her father’s cracked and weathered skull, clasping a loose rolled cigarette and a ruby red lighter.

Bringing the lighter up to her pursed lips, she made three attempts at lighting the roller but when she summoned the ember spark the crisp north wind spitted on it, until a little flicker caught onto the tobacco allowing the woman to quench her desperate craving. ”Hello Sanity, darling.” she spoke, the smut grey fumes twirling out of her nostrils, a delicate smile reaching across her face with relief.
Lowering herself onto her back she took each draw as if it were her last, thoroughly taking her time and enjoying each to the full, savouring the total endearing calm it influenced on her mind as it were, staring into the ocean. Watching the grey foam waves pile and tussle on each other was quite therapeutic, their whispering roar a beautiful siren to her ears hypnotising the woman to close her eyes and take a break from the vast dull surroundings she laid in, a offer she was bound never to refuse – allowing her golden eyes to take a rest for a while.

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