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THE FOLLOWING is from a DIGIMON rpg app. Don't like it, ignore it.
Ellie's never been the type to go looking for trouble, but somehow, it's always seemed to find her. Her demeanor, that girl you first meet, is that of a shy, quiet and relatively soft-spoken girl with no real charm or even class about her. She's well aware of her odd appearance and because of this keeps everyone at a distance, even her friends. Still, once a person gets to know her, it's not hard to figure out how complex the girl really is. It's not easy earning her trust but she'll still put in a good effort to be friendly and civil. She's without prejudice in most cases and is surprisingly good with young children or animals. Mind you, cross her the wrong way and you'll quickly come to realize just how violent the girl's temper can be.
Stubborn and reckless when angered, there's not much that can calm Ellie down once she gets riled. She likes the night time and is often awake from dusk until dawn if she has her way. The stars and cricket song are her morning wake-up call, birdsong is her lullaby. She's terrified of being underground and being in tight spaces. Crowds make her uneasy and she's not very sociable. She's creative and inventive, though, and often comes up with strange inventions to pass the time.
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((251)) Sky's in her lupus form.
Her spite towards the Gamma had faded in the chaos that had come with the fierce weather. The rain began hammering against her pelt even as she worked to pull those last few flats of wood into place around the den. She willed for there to be time to ready the clinic but Tharin's call cut that dream short. The clinic was on its own. It was time to move. She shifted down into lupus for the journey, moving amongst the pack between her children, her friends and of course, catching up to Zalen and Shawchert every now and then. Her top priorities were those with complications- the injured and crippled, such as Shawchert and Noah, and the pregnant. When finally the caverns were in sight, she calmed down a bit.
As the pack came in out of the rain, Sky searched the crowd of matted, wet, furry bodies and spotted first her daughter. The terrified expression that met her was heart-breaking. She trotted over and nudged at the black-furred girl's face gently, whining softly. "It's okay, baby. Nothing to be scared of." She whispered, moving herself around to groom her daughter's soaked fur, her eyes flicking through the dark cave to try and spot any other members of her odd family. She gave a few short yelps, loud enough to be heard over the pack's murmur, hoping to call her family to her- Cody, perhapes even Shawchert and Noah. She didn't want to lose track of any of them.
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Pretending Sky's already been by CdM. :3
Sky's journey had taken her to both Dahlia de Mai and Cour des Miracles, and she'd found no signs of Orin in either packland. Now she was headed for J'adore's pack, Anywaya. Sky was approaching the packlands from afar, circling it in her Optime form, wearing a beautiful assortment of clothing she'd found on the way (or maybe it was given to her?); a lovely white blouse, old-fashioned, and a matching long skirt. It felt weird not to be wearing her usual denim jeans and soft sweater, but for some reason she didn't seem at all delayed in the beautiful attire.
The trip would've been quicker in her Lupus form or by horse, but Sky had worn her hands to bleed from the long runs she'd made already in her lupus form, and shifting to her secui and optime forms had made no difference. She'd worn herself down a good few pounds too, despite it only having been a few days. She truely felt like a rogue again, hunger making her just a bit on edge.
It was just as she rounded a corner towards Beast's Grin Peninsula that the young hybrid heard a wonderful sound; someone was singing, and whoever it was, they were singing beautifully. Sky, also being born with a lovely singing voice, couldn't help her curiousity. She came trotting up the hill to check things out, stopping only when she spotted the white-furred figure in the distance.
By this point, she'd given up on hoping to find Orin in white; no doubt she'd dyed her fur now. Orin also didn't sing, and she'd never be anywhere without her daughters. This girl was not the one Sky was searching for. Still, some company could bode well, and this was close enough to AniWaya packlands that this stranger might've been a member.
Sky smiled as she came closer, waiting until the other woman finished her song before speaking up softly. "Excuse me...?" Sky tilted her head slightly, newly cut short hair dancing in the breeze. The wolfdog had undergone her own little changes; she wore tiny silver rings where studs used to be on her ears, save for the ones closest to her hair on the inner shells. Her hair had been cut short, twisting in tiny, loose curls and framing her face nicely. Generally, she still looked the same, but the new haircut changed her enough for her to be noticably different than before; not that this stranger would know the difference.