Solaine Adravendi
06-09-2013, 11:41 AM
name: Solaine Adravendi
Personality Adult: The womans like a streaming light unfolding into her own character. Its hard to tell about the outcome; though her father is serious others begin to wonder if Solaine could ever step up int his shoes. Most think she just dolls up but can never make an inpact. Thats when your all wrong. Inpact is what she strives on, what she feeds on. Everything that she encounters she observes closely, even if they dont even realise it. Its all about the way they appear and act which would intruege her. The future matters in her icy mismatched orbs. Glued into the sticky inpact of decisions she was taught to think quick, not to act by causing mistakes. So thats exactly what she does. A fire bewaking into the soul; burning the insides with pleasent delights; cradeling even the fearsom of things; in the stroke of a paw.
Its hard for the white serpatine to loose focus, as she takes day to day life seriously.. well in her own way. The heart of steel; not much can take her down; no words can fool her, except the word love. It's foreign. Not the love your parents or even siblings give, but the passionate love. It seems as if she'll never get it, never start a family. True beauty is nothing withought someone to love or be in love with you. Those who threaten her family will automatically go into her hatrid list. Its easy to go on it as it is to get out of. Loyalty runs deep within her vein; lingering and poising itself to be apart of her. As it is. Though loyalty is only given to those who show respect and discipline. Not to the ignorrant and selfish; thats only The maidens opinion.
Personality pup: As a pup she usually felt singled out. It wasnt a bad thing, or so she thought. Its just that she wanted to do things a bit more elegantly then the average messy old pup. But Solaine isnt average, shes an adravendi. Day by day as she begins to grow her personality stretches to a wide range, from a selfish madam to an innocent mortal. Its fair to say that the first time she began to walk was the first time her mind began to explore, imagining all the possibilties and striding to become something magnificent like her mother and Father. The young girl always looked on the brighter side, like the saying; a cups half full and not empty. Though Questions and oppinions race through the foreprint of the tiny mind keeping it sealed can be almost impossible. Isnt it good to have an honest opinion?
Appearance: Imagine the perfect winters rose, The scent, look and feel of it. Salaine is exactly that; the silky feel of the lithe; twisted bodice as you press against her in the most affectionate way possible. The curves of the petals traced like the Madonnas curvatious hips. The mispatched pools form an icy blue and jade green coping the womans appearance beautifully. Its fascanating to just stare within them, to figure our her pasts, her future and present. The souls locked in within her eyes. Its beautiful. Just below are the most are her 4 ligements coated in the deepest of reds blending in slowly into shaded area of the chestnut brown; as if the shadows of her long thick lashes perminantly placed into a curved marking. But finally what defines Solaine the the white before fading of completely. There the womans most prized possession. Arent they unique in there own special way? Muscles would scatter along the Sloped stilhoutte but carefull hidden unde the lush coating. Carved by the natures curse the woman would rise with the vines and the rarest of orchids blooming around the petite frame. Thats what wolves see when they look at her.
[more may be added in the future.]
Personality Adult: The womans like a streaming light unfolding into her own character. Its hard to tell about the outcome; though her father is serious others begin to wonder if Solaine could ever step up int his shoes. Most think she just dolls up but can never make an inpact. Thats when your all wrong. Inpact is what she strives on, what she feeds on. Everything that she encounters she observes closely, even if they dont even realise it. Its all about the way they appear and act which would intruege her. The future matters in her icy mismatched orbs. Glued into the sticky inpact of decisions she was taught to think quick, not to act by causing mistakes. So thats exactly what she does. A fire bewaking into the soul; burning the insides with pleasent delights; cradeling even the fearsom of things; in the stroke of a paw.
Its hard for the white serpatine to loose focus, as she takes day to day life seriously.. well in her own way. The heart of steel; not much can take her down; no words can fool her, except the word love. It's foreign. Not the love your parents or even siblings give, but the passionate love. It seems as if she'll never get it, never start a family. True beauty is nothing withought someone to love or be in love with you. Those who threaten her family will automatically go into her hatrid list. Its easy to go on it as it is to get out of. Loyalty runs deep within her vein; lingering and poising itself to be apart of her. As it is. Though loyalty is only given to those who show respect and discipline. Not to the ignorrant and selfish; thats only The maidens opinion.
Personality pup: As a pup she usually felt singled out. It wasnt a bad thing, or so she thought. Its just that she wanted to do things a bit more elegantly then the average messy old pup. But Solaine isnt average, shes an adravendi. Day by day as she begins to grow her personality stretches to a wide range, from a selfish madam to an innocent mortal. Its fair to say that the first time she began to walk was the first time her mind began to explore, imagining all the possibilties and striding to become something magnificent like her mother and Father. The young girl always looked on the brighter side, like the saying; a cups half full and not empty. Though Questions and oppinions race through the foreprint of the tiny mind keeping it sealed can be almost impossible. Isnt it good to have an honest opinion?
Appearance: Imagine the perfect winters rose, The scent, look and feel of it. Salaine is exactly that; the silky feel of the lithe; twisted bodice as you press against her in the most affectionate way possible. The curves of the petals traced like the Madonnas curvatious hips. The mispatched pools form an icy blue and jade green coping the womans appearance beautifully. Its fascanating to just stare within them, to figure our her pasts, her future and present. The souls locked in within her eyes. Its beautiful. Just below are the most are her 4 ligements coated in the deepest of reds blending in slowly into shaded area of the chestnut brown; as if the shadows of her long thick lashes perminantly placed into a curved marking. But finally what defines Solaine the the white before fading of completely. There the womans most prized possession. Arent they unique in there own special way? Muscles would scatter along the Sloped stilhoutte but carefull hidden unde the lush coating. Carved by the natures curse the woman would rise with the vines and the rarest of orchids blooming around the petite frame. Thats what wolves see when they look at her.
[more may be added in the future.]