medusa x deteste

Name: Bellatrix

Age: Not yet born [duh?]

Gender: Female.

Pup wanted: Female 1, shes so hawt.

Appearance: From the creators she would be born as black as the night sky, the coal or the shadows. It would all be associated with the darkness.It appears everywhere on the silhouette as it would engulf whole, wrapping its silken cloth in its divine heritage. As we look down to the ligaments they appear like a dreary fog, as if a bad days of rain was about to appear. A grey. Something that could look so admiring yet it really wasn't, it was simple, the blackness would fade so slowly, so carefully to make every little detail fit in place. It would cope the midnight princess beautifully all the same, no matter with the slight difference, lets call it a unique gift. Tracing the cheekbones would be the drops of grey fitting tightly together like herd of freckles, appearing as if she where to be in some kind of tribe. She's silken, clean and appears brushed for attention, the reflection of another almost made apparent. As you trail along the visage you get a glimpse of ice. Its cold, refreshing feel. Her orbs bestow the lightest of blues, competing for a difference against her dark features.

Personality: From the kindness of the golden heart, lies a creature that's shy of pretty much everything. Being around such confidant siblings, and even parents its a wonder how one can end up in such a way. With graceful movements would she tend to adventure to somewhere quiet, to let her imagination run wild at the. Even when trying to impress male of female it turns out to be the complete opposite, either stumbling over her own chubby feat or completely turning mute, expressionless like a blank piece of paper. She looks for no sympathy nor help, she believes that she was created the way she was because its how the gods wished it to be. To bring a new inspiration to the world and to be noticed in a different light. Seductive, will never be a common trait to the woman, its like however hard she tries, it just goes no where, which is why she never tries at all. The ability to grasp a male or even female around her finger never really grasped her attention, and instead she grew attached to looking at the smallest of things, the things that no one would even think to look at or care about. As she ages she begins to develop a new understanding of life, that even being quiet and distant can bring an allure to a woman, a mystery.

Plots: Be a pup? I cant really plot until I know whats gonna be in her life and all.

Sample: Her lips would press together in hesitation before gently taking that first step, just simply gazing. all around her was silence, except for the wind that whistled by her, all around her, wrapping its claim. it ruffled her fur but, for the most part, ignored-- she'd faced chillier days. though of course there was a faint tremor in the air, almost voice-like but too hazy to pin-point. curiously her Icy blue gaze glanced around examing every crook and cranny she possibly could, half expecting to see someone standing nearby but there was nothing to see, the mind was starting to play tricks, the midnight princess remained mute, letting the soft sounds whisk her away. besides barren land and skeletal trees, she was alone here, for now at least. good. rolling her shoulders the woman tried her best to relax, and finally her eyes fluttered closed. Venturing of to the other world.