Syren & Cynder Adravendi
06-25-2014, 04:31 PM
(This post was last modified: 08-11-2014, 02:29 PM by Sigyn.)
Luuuu I'm just going to let you know that I'm going to tweak her design, nothing super outlandish, just one base colour and a cream underbelly, with chocolate flecks darkening her back and flanks a wee bit. Maybe do a wee bit with her build? (Also can I keep her original height?) Lemme know if you're okay with all dat :)
RP Sample:
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The russet gladatrix had departed from their father simply because he had abandoned them. How could he? A father was supposed to care for his children, if their mother would not. That had been the case for some time, and then without warning he was gone. A thunderous growl rumbled in her throat, as the memories played over in her mind. Cerulean gaze would sweep over the landscape, as she had returned to the caves of the past to find them empty. Not only had Syrinx left them, but as had her sisters and the rest of Amenti. Now her growl would escape, tumbling from ebony lips as they peeled back from her teeth in anger. Yet, she knew she still desired to see them again, and she felt no need to be apart from them any longer. She had returned to find her family, and rejoin them, but they were gone. Long gone.
The phoenix would feel her haunches drop to the ground with a loud thump, unaware of her knees giving out or the spark of pain in her rump at the heavy fall. They had left, without a reason. She was alone, for real. Part of the auburn wraith wanted to cry, but the rest of her was absolutely abhorred that it was even an option. Her turquoise gaze would roam over the walls of the caverns that had once been her home, and now were akin to the features of a familiar stranger. Eventually, a snort would escape her ebon nostrils, and she would get back to her feet with a grunt. Clearly nothing could be done about the situation with her family just sitting around here and staring at her old home, reliving memories long past. Rippling musculature would propel her form, allowing her a moment of pause to shake the fine dust of the caverns from her coat before she began to move. Massive paws would move her over the terrain, seeking those of her blood. A reunion was in order, she craved her family, desired to lay eyes upon her sisters and see how they had grown and matured in her absence. She hungered for the touch of familiar forms, and her family was deeply important to her.
The lands had changed, such was obvious, and yet she still had no trouble traversing them. She knew where she was going, for the most part. A destination she knew well, where she would call her family to her, and then she would see what ought to happen next. She needed a pack to call home, she desired a rank and a status that could not be questioned. However, she also wanted to see what had become of her home in her absence. In time, all would fall into place.
RP Sample:
{468 words}
The russet gladatrix had departed from their father simply because he had abandoned them. How could he? A father was supposed to care for his children, if their mother would not. That had been the case for some time, and then without warning he was gone. A thunderous growl rumbled in her throat, as the memories played over in her mind. Cerulean gaze would sweep over the landscape, as she had returned to the caves of the past to find them empty. Not only had Syrinx left them, but as had her sisters and the rest of Amenti. Now her growl would escape, tumbling from ebony lips as they peeled back from her teeth in anger. Yet, she knew she still desired to see them again, and she felt no need to be apart from them any longer. She had returned to find her family, and rejoin them, but they were gone. Long gone.
The phoenix would feel her haunches drop to the ground with a loud thump, unaware of her knees giving out or the spark of pain in her rump at the heavy fall. They had left, without a reason. She was alone, for real. Part of the auburn wraith wanted to cry, but the rest of her was absolutely abhorred that it was even an option. Her turquoise gaze would roam over the walls of the caverns that had once been her home, and now were akin to the features of a familiar stranger. Eventually, a snort would escape her ebon nostrils, and she would get back to her feet with a grunt. Clearly nothing could be done about the situation with her family just sitting around here and staring at her old home, reliving memories long past. Rippling musculature would propel her form, allowing her a moment of pause to shake the fine dust of the caverns from her coat before she began to move. Massive paws would move her over the terrain, seeking those of her blood. A reunion was in order, she craved her family, desired to lay eyes upon her sisters and see how they had grown and matured in her absence. She hungered for the touch of familiar forms, and her family was deeply important to her.
The lands had changed, such was obvious, and yet she still had no trouble traversing them. She knew where she was going, for the most part. A destination she knew well, where she would call her family to her, and then she would see what ought to happen next. She needed a pack to call home, she desired a rank and a status that could not be questioned. However, she also wanted to see what had become of her home in her absence. In time, all would fall into place.