Post by tiny on Dec 27, 2015 7:52:13 GMT
Zera Ann Castaway
Basics
Full Name: Zera | Nickname: Zac or Z |
Age: 20 | Birthday: 01/04 |
Species: Angel | Weapon of Choice: Bow |
Sex: Female | Gender: Female |
Sexuality: Heterosexual |
Appearance
Eye Color: Hetero; right is green left is blue | Hair Color: White |
Height/Build: 4'11 petite | Face claim: Faceclaim for all forms |
Zera is short and petite, she used to have long white hair but recently cut it to cheek length. She would naturally be noticed by her white hair but Zeras strong point are her eyes, her right eye is green while her left eye is blue. While she is on the small size Zera can stand up for herself, most of her strength comes from her fast speed and her magic.
Personality
Likes: Dogs Helping Others Books Bows | Dislikes: Mean People Fish Sticky Things Water |
Positive Traits: Adventurous Bright Genuine | Negative Traits: Airy Argumentative Blunt |
Neautral Playful Social Unpredictable | Quirks/Habits Puff Cheeks out when Mad |
Zera is a very adventurous girl, that is the whole reason why she even came to this place. Perhaps it wasn't the best choice considering how Airy she can be but showing her airy side just shows how Genuine she is as well. Also being as genuine as she is she always speaks her mind and can be a bit blunt and argumentative never giving up a fight she feels strongly about. When she isn't standing up for what she believes in she is very bright in the sense she is charming, she is playful, like a social butterfly and very unpredictable, you never know what she has up her sleeves.
Zera hasn't fully learned any real magic, or discovered it, but she has grown to be very handy with a bow and can often squeeze a bit of magic into her shots..
History
Current Residence: West |
Family: None |
Others: None |
Well surely she has parents, she just doesn't know about them. Zera can't remember having ever met her parents nor does she know their name. She grew up with about fifteen other children, she was always looked up to by the younger ones and looked down on by the older ones, the older ones thought she was a prissy show off. Zera spent most of her time reading, she loved the stories books told about a far away happy place, same old same old. She went off to explore and live on her own when she was 16, she often stayed at places, doing work in exchange for food and a room. It was fun and exciting going from place to place, hard but fun. She felt very contempt with her last house, a young family who was very kind to her and even said they would let her live there forever, of course Zera was 19 by then and knew she wouldn't be tied down, at least not yet. That is when she heard of Havenbourne, she set off and is currently living on the West Side doing her best to live, and enjoying every day.
Sample
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Featherheart's neck stretched out as much as she could get it as she did her paws slowly slid down the snow, her green eyes left the fox hole and ventured to the thrush. The dead prey was so close, she just needed to slide a mouse length closer.
..Just a bit more...
Snow... orange fur.... teeth.... and paws coming towards her along with the teeth she had just seen, glaring eyes...
Wolfshadow was the last thing she saw before everything snapped into place, his face was in shock and he looked just as dazed as she was. Soon everything fast forwarded and her small body was wrestling against a hungry, angry orange beast. Featherheart had collapse down within the snow as the beast struck out of its den towards her, she had never fought a fox before and being in soft deep snow was not making it easy.
red snow...
No, red fur, Featherheart had mistaken her own fur as snow. Her shoulder was bleeding lightly, when the fox darted out of the den it had nipped her on the shoulder. The she-cats eyes widened, Featherheart was too shocked and scared to call out for help and with the fox right in her face who could blame her as it snapped its teeth right in front of her nose edging closer.
She rolled onto her back as the fox twisted around to get to her, she pressed her back paws against its belly and kicked hard unsheathing her claws the fox seemed to be unfazed she needed help... Wolfshadow, the snow kept falling down on top of Featherheart and the fox as it thrashed about. The whole scene was a mess, Featherheat was pinned against the fox hole on her back while the fox squirmed and thrashed on top of her making snow fly around in a mini blizzard. The snow was tinted red from Featherheart's shoulder and not to mentioned; what if another fox was down below?
Her heartbeat thudded in her ears so loud and quick she thought her ears would explode with the sound, her chest moved quickly matching her breathing and she tried to avoid the teeth that was coming closer to her face with each bite. Featherheart squinted her eyes and pushed her front and back paws against the fox trying to delay the horrific scene that was about to take place.
Woflshadow help me!
Her silent pleas went unheard she hoped he cared enough to at least save a Clan member even if she believed he hated her.
..Just a bit more...
Snow... orange fur.... teeth.... and paws coming towards her along with the teeth she had just seen, glaring eyes...
Wolfshadow was the last thing she saw before everything snapped into place, his face was in shock and he looked just as dazed as she was. Soon everything fast forwarded and her small body was wrestling against a hungry, angry orange beast. Featherheart had collapse down within the snow as the beast struck out of its den towards her, she had never fought a fox before and being in soft deep snow was not making it easy.
red snow...
No, red fur, Featherheart had mistaken her own fur as snow. Her shoulder was bleeding lightly, when the fox darted out of the den it had nipped her on the shoulder. The she-cats eyes widened, Featherheart was too shocked and scared to call out for help and with the fox right in her face who could blame her as it snapped its teeth right in front of her nose edging closer.
She rolled onto her back as the fox twisted around to get to her, she pressed her back paws against its belly and kicked hard unsheathing her claws the fox seemed to be unfazed she needed help... Wolfshadow, the snow kept falling down on top of Featherheart and the fox as it thrashed about. The whole scene was a mess, Featherheat was pinned against the fox hole on her back while the fox squirmed and thrashed on top of her making snow fly around in a mini blizzard. The snow was tinted red from Featherheart's shoulder and not to mentioned; what if another fox was down below?
Her heartbeat thudded in her ears so loud and quick she thought her ears would explode with the sound, her chest moved quickly matching her breathing and she tried to avoid the teeth that was coming closer to her face with each bite. Featherheart squinted her eyes and pushed her front and back paws against the fox trying to delay the horrific scene that was about to take place.
Woflshadow help me!
Her silent pleas went unheard she hoped he cared enough to at least save a Clan member even if she believed he hated her.
Made by Riley at THQ, with heavy editing by Vervain of Sonder.