Millicent Sovari-Carmel
04-28-2015, 02:23 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-28-2015, 04:38 PM by Enigma.)
Name: Millicent Sovari-Carmel
Appearance: Swathed in a smooth and silky coat of the most pure violet, this girl is certainly a sight. By night she appears like a raven, the moon highlighting the glow of her pelt. By day, the sheen of her silk is brought out by the rays of the sun. Her beautiful pelt is marred only by the intricate and exotic markings of another beast. Leopard prints seep through her violet visage, blending smoothly around the arch of her right eye nearly encircling its entirety, while her left eye only bears the marking just below it. Her long slender legs bear the leopard prints as well, making her appear as if she were a strangely exotic hybrid of wolf and leopard. If one didn't know better, a lesser being might think that is truly what happened. Completing the delicate frame of the exotic femme, her golden eyes set as vibrantly and as brightly as the purest of gems. Clear and friendly, yet may also hold a hint of malice should someone step upon her toes.
The babe stands at 36" in height, taller then her mother and instead, sizing up to the height of her father. She weighs one hundred and twenty five pounds, twenty more then her sister much to her dislike. Though she might be taller then her sister as well, Millicent bears a slender frame and dainty appearance. However, don't let that fool you. For underneath the luscious curves of her hips and body, a fighter ready to protect herself if need be. Slender spotted legs carry the dame, making her appear tall and graceful for her size as opposed to bulky and clumsy
Personality: Millicent bears a strong sense of loyalty to her sister and her immediate family. Betrayal to her is not an option else you find yourself shunned from her life. Forgiving is easy, and her philosophy "Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. A third? Honey there won't be a third...because you better pray." Though generally, she is very kind and inquisitive. Wanting to gain as much knowledge as she can about the world. Even if it's useless information...she just likes to sound smart too. A know it all, a brainiac, a nerd. Who doesn't like a smart beautiful woman? A smile is ever present on her face, especially when she is around her sister or someone she thinks is cute. She just can't help herself. The babe is always calm, never starting fights she knows she won't win or can't finish. Though it may take alot to provoke her in the first place, unless of course it's against her family then prepare your body and your ears for she will unleash hell's fury both verbally and physically.
Ever cheerful and happy, the woman likes to make others smile and brighten up their day. She holds a level head on her shoulders, so thoughts and decisions are always made to say the right thing and not the wrong thing. Although the occasional slip up here and there is normal...she's human (figure of speech) after all. Fascinated by everything that is life, what holds the most fascination for her is the art of fighting and war. Though peaceful she can be, lying dormant within her soul is a secret that she doesn't even know. For whenever she does get into a fight, it's like a whole different person pours out and she can become as vicious and as dangerous as a wild cat. Perhaps there really is a leopard's soul entwined with her own! (who knew!?)
Roleplay Sample: Beauty within the night was where she remained comforted. Dual orbs of soft golden light reflected off the moon though hidden in shadow. Ahead of the spheres, an unsuspecting elk wandered quietly through darkness so thick it seemed as if it could choke. With a near inaudible rumble deep within her chest, the creature pulled forward in silent fluid motion. Delicately curved claws left shallow indents in the ground beneath her dainty feet. Glittering white teeth gleaming in the light of the night sky. Soon, behind the prey would come the predator. A pair of golden slits and pearly teeth. Much like the appearance of the cheshire cat but much more dangerous. The elk would walk on in blindness. Unsuspecting of what its fate was to be. The farther into the forest it went, the more its fate would seem to be made. It's existence soon to end. Ebony lips curled into a snarling grin, the rumbling in her chest growing slightly louder. One step. Two steps...drawing closer and closer.
The elk would then stop in its tracks, sniffing blindly as the wind seemed to suddenly die into eerie silence. No sound was to be made, as if the dark forest swallowed up everything and all of the worlds existence. One more step would bring the hunter into the pale glow, half her face would be hidden in shadow while the rest would be shown. Dangerously beautiful, the leopard queen focused on her intended prey. The shadows hiding the rest of her violet proportions while the leopard skinned parts of her were visible but only just. Proceeding with caution, the elk would begin to move. And this is when she would choose her moment to strike.
With a vicious sound that sounded as if it were neither wolf nor cat erupted from her throat. The babe startled her prey, but run it did not. She was too quick, too sneaky, too Dangerous. Teeth shut down upon a hind leg, the elk screamed in pain as it then tried to kick at her with its other leg. Millicent viciously shook her head, reveling in the taste of blood and the sound of cracking bones. A jolt of pain would send her careening to the ground, the wind knocked out of her and her vision full of stars. The elk had kicked her in the head, and as she lied there in a daze, it turned towards her with its antlers lowered. Charging at the fallen devil, Millicent reacted in the nick of time. The Elk not quick enough since she had broken his right hind leg. Rolling out of the way, She came to her paws and lunged at the creatures face. Teeth closing on the bridge of its muzzle. Her aim was to suffocate, and she would if it were the last thing to do. The elk threw its head back, shaking and flailing the dainty figure around as if she were no more then a toy. However, it was not enough. Yanking her body back using all her force, she would find the ground and brace her hind feet against the churned earth. The elk kicked at her with his front legs, yet she would not release her grip. Gripping harder, the elk would begin to weaken after several minutes. She could hear his breath growing shallower, his heart weakening. Soon, the beast fell to his knees, and at that moment she seized the opportunity to reach for his throat.
Jaws clamped shut around his jugular, and with an evident shudder his soul was released into the void. Dinner is served. The battering she received before the kill was totally worth this prize.
782 words, yay!
Other: There may or may not be the possibility of Millicent suffering from Night Terrors.
Appearance: Swathed in a smooth and silky coat of the most pure violet, this girl is certainly a sight. By night she appears like a raven, the moon highlighting the glow of her pelt. By day, the sheen of her silk is brought out by the rays of the sun. Her beautiful pelt is marred only by the intricate and exotic markings of another beast. Leopard prints seep through her violet visage, blending smoothly around the arch of her right eye nearly encircling its entirety, while her left eye only bears the marking just below it. Her long slender legs bear the leopard prints as well, making her appear as if she were a strangely exotic hybrid of wolf and leopard. If one didn't know better, a lesser being might think that is truly what happened. Completing the delicate frame of the exotic femme, her golden eyes set as vibrantly and as brightly as the purest of gems. Clear and friendly, yet may also hold a hint of malice should someone step upon her toes.
The babe stands at 36" in height, taller then her mother and instead, sizing up to the height of her father. She weighs one hundred and twenty five pounds, twenty more then her sister much to her dislike. Though she might be taller then her sister as well, Millicent bears a slender frame and dainty appearance. However, don't let that fool you. For underneath the luscious curves of her hips and body, a fighter ready to protect herself if need be. Slender spotted legs carry the dame, making her appear tall and graceful for her size as opposed to bulky and clumsy
Personality: Millicent bears a strong sense of loyalty to her sister and her immediate family. Betrayal to her is not an option else you find yourself shunned from her life. Forgiving is easy, and her philosophy "Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. A third? Honey there won't be a third...because you better pray." Though generally, she is very kind and inquisitive. Wanting to gain as much knowledge as she can about the world. Even if it's useless information...she just likes to sound smart too. A know it all, a brainiac, a nerd. Who doesn't like a smart beautiful woman? A smile is ever present on her face, especially when she is around her sister or someone she thinks is cute. She just can't help herself. The babe is always calm, never starting fights she knows she won't win or can't finish. Though it may take alot to provoke her in the first place, unless of course it's against her family then prepare your body and your ears for she will unleash hell's fury both verbally and physically.
Ever cheerful and happy, the woman likes to make others smile and brighten up their day. She holds a level head on her shoulders, so thoughts and decisions are always made to say the right thing and not the wrong thing. Although the occasional slip up here and there is normal...she's human (figure of speech) after all. Fascinated by everything that is life, what holds the most fascination for her is the art of fighting and war. Though peaceful she can be, lying dormant within her soul is a secret that she doesn't even know. For whenever she does get into a fight, it's like a whole different person pours out and she can become as vicious and as dangerous as a wild cat. Perhaps there really is a leopard's soul entwined with her own! (who knew!?)
Roleplay Sample: Beauty within the night was where she remained comforted. Dual orbs of soft golden light reflected off the moon though hidden in shadow. Ahead of the spheres, an unsuspecting elk wandered quietly through darkness so thick it seemed as if it could choke. With a near inaudible rumble deep within her chest, the creature pulled forward in silent fluid motion. Delicately curved claws left shallow indents in the ground beneath her dainty feet. Glittering white teeth gleaming in the light of the night sky. Soon, behind the prey would come the predator. A pair of golden slits and pearly teeth. Much like the appearance of the cheshire cat but much more dangerous. The elk would walk on in blindness. Unsuspecting of what its fate was to be. The farther into the forest it went, the more its fate would seem to be made. It's existence soon to end. Ebony lips curled into a snarling grin, the rumbling in her chest growing slightly louder. One step. Two steps...drawing closer and closer.
The elk would then stop in its tracks, sniffing blindly as the wind seemed to suddenly die into eerie silence. No sound was to be made, as if the dark forest swallowed up everything and all of the worlds existence. One more step would bring the hunter into the pale glow, half her face would be hidden in shadow while the rest would be shown. Dangerously beautiful, the leopard queen focused on her intended prey. The shadows hiding the rest of her violet proportions while the leopard skinned parts of her were visible but only just. Proceeding with caution, the elk would begin to move. And this is when she would choose her moment to strike.
With a vicious sound that sounded as if it were neither wolf nor cat erupted from her throat. The babe startled her prey, but run it did not. She was too quick, too sneaky, too Dangerous. Teeth shut down upon a hind leg, the elk screamed in pain as it then tried to kick at her with its other leg. Millicent viciously shook her head, reveling in the taste of blood and the sound of cracking bones. A jolt of pain would send her careening to the ground, the wind knocked out of her and her vision full of stars. The elk had kicked her in the head, and as she lied there in a daze, it turned towards her with its antlers lowered. Charging at the fallen devil, Millicent reacted in the nick of time. The Elk not quick enough since she had broken his right hind leg. Rolling out of the way, She came to her paws and lunged at the creatures face. Teeth closing on the bridge of its muzzle. Her aim was to suffocate, and she would if it were the last thing to do. The elk threw its head back, shaking and flailing the dainty figure around as if she were no more then a toy. However, it was not enough. Yanking her body back using all her force, she would find the ground and brace her hind feet against the churned earth. The elk kicked at her with his front legs, yet she would not release her grip. Gripping harder, the elk would begin to weaken after several minutes. She could hear his breath growing shallower, his heart weakening. Soon, the beast fell to his knees, and at that moment she seized the opportunity to reach for his throat.
Jaws clamped shut around his jugular, and with an evident shudder his soul was released into the void. Dinner is served. The battering she received before the kill was totally worth this prize.
782 words, yay!
Other: There may or may not be the possibility of Millicent suffering from Night Terrors.
