- Character Name: China Rose Lykoi
- Character Birthdate (including year): August 14, 2009
- Whether s/he is a regular coyote or a Luperci: Luperci Ortus
- Species: 90% Canis latrans ortus, 5% Canis lupus ortus, 5% Canis familiaris ortus
- Gender: Female
- A secondary form of contact (AIM, MSN, Y!M): mentalities@live.com.au
- Currently played characters: Alaine Winters, Caillen Winters
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ooc: if another Inferni member should perchance join us, do you think I might be able to use this as a joining thread? she's not meaning to blatantly trespass, I swear XD
wc: 300+
points: +75 (Pick up an Open Character and join Inferni with it)
She woke alone, but that was not unusual. Rising slowly, China gazed about herself, momentarily disoriented - This was the place she and Sage had come to at last, a familiar place to which the willow-slim coyote girl felt herself intermittently and irrevocably connected. Inferni. Her sister in question was nowhere to be seen, but China could smell the heady scent of cannabis in the air, and knew her blood-kin would not have wandered far. Stretching lazily to ease out the stiffness of her brief nap, the girl loosed a content sigh, running a delicate hand through her close-cropped straight hair before rising. The warm sunlight was dipping now between the gnarled and grasping fingers of the trees, and the symbolism of their clutching to the dismal warmth was almost poetic to the flower child.
Love for this strange and beautiful winter-herald weather blossomed momentarily in her breast, followed by adoration for the Earth mother who had created it from her own womb of peace. The Lapis Lazuli of her eyes then drifted lazily to the path she'd known Sage to have taken; burnt tips from her joint that had fallen onto the leaflitter, and the lingering wisps of smoke were an easy trail for the Lykoi girl to follow.
It was at the Hotsprings where she finally saw, to much delight, the dark waves of hair and elegant ears of her sister's crown. Not wanting to disturb Sage's creative juices as she sketched, China walked towards her quietly, enjoying the moist air in her lungs. This was a beautiful place, and filled with the music and life-pulse of nature. The coy-girl wished keenly for her reed pipe so as to play, and recalled only at last minute that as usual she had it tucked into the material wrapped around her upper arm. With a relieved smile, she finally reached Sage, sitting beside her sister just as the other girl finished puffing on her neatly-rolled joint. "That's really lovely, Sage, truly it is," China cooed appreciatively, peering around her sister's arm at the delicate drawing. Her sister had been gifted with her talented drawing hand, just as China had her ability to play. Admiring Sage's drawing and comparing it to the beautiful scenery with her deviant sparkling eyes, she gestured absently to the joint in her sister's hand to request a quick puff, "D'you mind, Sis?"
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