Amathena pups

Name: Diana Lea Adravendi-Armanda
Gender: Female
Appearance:

It appears her physical form favours traits that of her Adravendi side, falling in between her mothers' heights at thirty inches tall. As time will tell, she won't grow to be an impressively tall woman though will remain at a petite weight of ninety pounds. Lanky legs support her slightly dainty yet curved frame - a body more beneficial for running rather than combat. Small tea-cupped paws finish elegantly long limbs; nothing of her body being overly large or noticeably disproportioned. Her facial features are sharp and distinct - a narrow muzzle and well-defined cheekbones. Despite her slim size, she is well-nourished without any bones protruding from her skin, contributing to a healthy shape.

Painted with a simple palette, a smooth cream is the most dominant hue upon her pelt. This ivory remains even across her entire body, not a shade darker or lighter anywhere to be seen. Without a clean cut, her head and right ear are swathed in a rich russet, abruptly finishing just below her chin. However, she still takes after her Armada dame, though perhaps not as noticeably. Front paws are swallowed in an inky black which rises above her ankles like socks while it also thinly outlines her hind toes. A dark emerald shines from her eyes, a colour carefully crafted to ensure it doesn't overpower the rest of her body yet complements the rest of her features.

Like most children, her fur is adorably fluffy - puffed out to create a little walking cloud. Some of this fluffiness will retain as she matures, though the majority of her fur will become more sleek and silken, still velvety soft to the touch. Glossy at times, her fur can sometimes sparkle and shine when caught in the sunlight. She is quite conscious of her appearance, though far from being vain. Well-groomed and clean she strives to be, though allows the occasional mud puddle to stain her pelt. All for fun, of course.

Personality: Alignment-wise, she'll be at neutral good

Antisocial - Diana is the opposite to a social butterfly. In fact, she is an antisocial earthworm, wanting to bury herself deep beneath the surface, away from the sunshine. She appears at times boisterous and loud though only around those who she is comfortable with such as family and a select couple friends. However, as the seasons pass she will become more quiet, timid and reserved. She'll tend to ignore strangers and walk away rather rudely, hoping she won't need to greet them, let alone engage in a conversation. It won't be a surprise if her mothers have to embarrassingly prompt her to say hello whenever meeting someone new. Though when it comes down to the chat, she prefers to listen than to share. If any questions are thrown at her, she'll respond shyly with simple and short answers until she falls silent once again, desperately hoping for it all to end. It's like she has a split personality - social and relaxed around only those she trusts.

Solitary - Making friends isn't her thing. It's not that she doesn't want any friends in her life; no, she loves the company of friends. She just doesn't know how to approach someone, let alone start a conversation. Sometimes she'll spend hours trying to come up with a suitable question to ask, though when she's found the perfect opportunity to befriend, she'll be like a rabbit in front of headlights - frozen. Perhaps it's her lack of confidence interfering or the worry of making a complete fool out of herself. Then there's the fear of interrupting someone, or being judged and disliked at the first encounter. In a nutshell, making friends worries and stresses her, and that's why she can be found by herself a lot of the time. In fact, she's quite an independent female, even as a child, and is most content on her own. There's no such thing as mucking-around or misbehaving when she's alone. However, as mentioned before, she does like friends, though only wants the friends to befriend her. No effort or stress required, she just wants the nicest of canines to swoop over and tuck her under their wing, regardless of how unlikely it seems.

Hypersensitive - To her misfortune, she suffers from emotional hypersensitivity. This means she is more sensitive than the average wolf, and can react differently to normal-seeming situations. Emotionally, she is quite fragile; the slightest crack and she can lose it. In most cases, she results in crying, no matter how hard she tries to fight back the tears. She loathes crying, and doesn't want others to think of her as weak for releasing her feelings, so she'll try to hold them back. Some triggers include pain, physical or emotional; failing or disappointing someone; arguing with someone and strangely, receiving compliments from others. Sometimes talking to a stranger can bring tears to her eyes, even the most pleasant of discussions. Although many wolves get upset after being bullied or harassed, Diana takes it to a whole new level. She takes name-calling and put-downs too personally, believing there truly is something wrong with her when in reality, bullies just seek attention. She's unable to brush memories aside and push on with her life; she just allows them to crush her confidence and self-esteem. Even recalling negative experiences can bring the tears back, like as if she's reliving the memory all over again. It's the small memories like those that she should be able to move on from and ignore that she will remember throughout her entire life.

Truehearted - She doesn't allow her emotional fragility to prevent her from contributing to her pack, in fact, she is loyal to the core. Intelligent and mature, she models important values such as charity, perseverance and honesty. Devoted, never does she slack with her studies or training as she prioritises education rather highly. She strives to reach her personal best; determination fuelling her to make a positive difference and be of use to her pack-mates. Accepting and respecting everyone for who they are, she would never dare harass anyone or start a useless argument. With natural curiousity, fascination and the desire to learn, there is no mistake that she won't go unnoticed in Fiori.

RP sample:

She was awoken by a weight nudging her shoulder, and with the sunshine filtering through the den's entrance, she could make out the shape of her sister. Fluttering her eyelids, she leaned closer to the other babe with wide-eyed curiosity. Jayne always had great ideas every day, and Diana admired that. In fact, she looked up to her sister; she was her idol.

"Come on, Di," she coaxed gently, whispering into the timid girl's fur and leaning on her form. "Let's go out and play."

This excited the creamy pup immensely. Although she didn't display much of it aside from a couple wags of her tail and a shimmering green eyes because of her quiet nature, on the inside she was indeed looking forward to this expedition. Just her and her sister, exploring side-by-side. There was no other way she imagined spending this glorious spring day. "Jay Jay ~ " she softly yet happily sang as she waddled out of the den, following steadily behind the ashen child. She obviously had something planned, and no matter what it was, the placid girl would always remember each day.

~ app finished