Perfect Scars Upon My Wrists

Quote:

name of the babe: klementina cael

sex of the babe: female

the beauty:

born of the empress would make you think of a child born with a prowess that could match her mother's physique, a child that would be large and defend themselves but that is not the case for this little babe.instead she was the last to arrive from her mother's womb, coming out as small as a stillborn child. she is tiny, so delicate as if she was shaped from a porcelain shell. as a small little child she is dwarfed by her siblings, physically weaker that them in every way. even as she grows it is easy to tell that she will be no bigger than a tiny little doll that is displayed in a shelf.



her porcelain shell is painted with the most delicate of monochromatic colors blended beautifully with the colors that the earth provide the trees. a pale color of beige seems to trail up her slender legs, softly touching her underbelly and even her face. the color flares across her cheeks as if to apply foundation to cover up a recent blush. cross her face is a blaze of a pale reddening tan, trailing from her nose to around her eyes to make a soft "mask" feature. over the rest of her porcelain body is peppered with dark mahogany browns and deep grays, and yet around her shoulders the pale beige has surfaced once more. creating a pale patch between those blades. the only marking she has that stands out form her body is a gentle stretch of dark fur that pains a line under her eyes, highlighting the softer color beneath.



her eyes are something to uphold, brighter than anything on her porcelain frame. they hold the eerie glow from her mother and a vibrancy that can hold anyone with her gaze. similar to her mother's yellow is a gentle shade of honey though around her pupils a brighter color appears. a bright clementine orange, those eyes fills those she looks at with warmth that seems to make others gravitate to her.



one more difference from her siblings is something that she tries to hide desperately, while in the womb where tissue tightened around her tail and allowed it to grow improperly. this is called amniotic band syndrome. when she was born a tail was not even a factor, only a very tiny nub where her tail should have been. as she grows the nub will not grow but it still responds like any other tail would, wagging but it is not very visible.


the song:
being born to a mother with an interesting view on live this child is not one that you could call of a good nature. instead this child is one that will always try to prove to her mother that she is better than her siblings, even though she is physically weaker than every one of them. fights will constantly break out because this little doll ill instigate them, only to loose almost every one. this child is filled with aggression and wants to be "top dog" of the litter, any name calling at her will end up in a fight.



in addition to this aggression and dominance issue you can see the signs of obsession, and jealousy. her obsession takes to faces, one can be show towards her envy and jealousy of those with a moving and working tail. a common action will be this child's way of hatred to those born with lovely banners to raise, she will bite and in time will claim someone else's tail as a trophy. another obsessive part of her personality is her obsession with her own mother, canttina. she find her to be the best of everything this world has to offer, fighting for her affection and even biting her own siblings just because her mother showed them kindness. she will try to prove herself to her, show her that she is the best of the litter. in her mind her mother is her own, and any wolf that comes near her should be eliminated. .

reference wolf:
one, two, this looks like canttina and klementina are standing together, and three.