VOGUE - FEMALE - LIVING KINGDOM

[SPOONSINGTON !]

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[atrb=background,http://i49.tinypic.com/243jh2w.jpg] 'VOGUE 'please leave your message after the tone....' Username: Admin or Spoonsington Other accounts: None Other?: I sneezed o.0 Gender: Female Age: 4 Species: Bengal Tiger Sexuality: Only likes males 8D (cannot be bothered to look it up) Element: Water Familar: Bird Alliance: Living Rank: Heir to the Living throne Appearance: Vogue has more of a models, or dancers body. She hasn't got the biggest muscles but is sleek with long legs. More or less she is the right size for her body with a medium back length. Vogues face is a little big longer than normal and is shallower in the nose to the forehead. Her muzzle is white like it has been dipped in paint and it carrys on a little up her nose making it look just like paint. It they travel from the side of her cheeks and around her muzzle and down the chest and as it travels down it begins to get caramel highlights that join with some black and deeper brown until it goes underneath her stomach. Vogues eyes are a bright, warm tint of green that make her eyes stand out. From the knee down it is black and a few white patches line her paws. Along the undersides of the tigers back feet is black and the paws are like her face, dipped in paint. While her base colour is the normal rich chestnut with the odd hair that is darker or lighter with the black stripes that cut through her body. Alice her Daemon is a bird but a rare one. The Birds wings are a light blue which glow at the ends and her tail glows aswell so she helps Vogue to see in the dark. Alice is medium sized, but not too large, about the size of a small parrot. The birds underbelly is a darker blue than the rest of her body. One sentence: A small bengal female with white paint dunks on her face and paws. Scars, or deformitys?: none Personality: Vogue is rather curious with many strings to be plucked and replaced with secrets hiding inside the violins heart. Vogue is a shy female that usually won't throw herself into things unless she becomes attracted to the male she may be talking to. Her father things badly of her for her shyness as he had always not been happy with her because he wanted a male heir. But when Vogue gets to know somebody it becomes and obsession that she cannot drop and she will try to make them fall for her. With not the preetiest of faces she certaintly has the tounge to charm them instead with her pet names and her temptations. But other than her charming ways she can be rather bitchy for she can be bruesq when you doesn't mean to be which can lead to her to being alone. Vogue, though being shy doesn't like being without company and dislikes being alone for she thinks she will be forgotten. But believe it or not, she is hard, like I said, she has many strings that can be pulled and twisted in many ways, dare to twist it the wrong way? Intrests: Rain Storms Winter Company Flirtatious guys Thunder and Lightning Dislikes: Sticky days Floods Being lonely Hates Aitor and all those who follow him Heights RP sample: ?! Snow. It was a welcoming sunny morning the kind of morning that inspired you to do something good, something useful. The snow was falling steadily and the ground was slowly being covered with snow and the streams and lakes began freezing over. The Alabaster day was cold, colder than the day before when it first began snowing. Spider enjoyed the snow like it was something amazing, a miracle perhaps and it made his depression ease away but the coldness drew Connor forward, persuading him to let his heart be consumed by the darkness that lay at the bottom of his exultant heart. A low sigh of the wind rustled the trees and the snow gently fell from their branches and onto the Stallions rump as he stood under the oaks, his ears flickering at the many sounds of the morning, the soft song of the early birds and the whistling of the wind and Spiders slow Crystallized breaths that slowly whirled into the air. The sun was a large ball in the sky, it brightness covered by the menacing grey sky that hung miserably over Spiders head. Through the puffing winds and the whirling of the falling snow a low grinding noise was filling the silence. The young one was slowly grinding his clenching teeth together in boredom and annoyance at the snow. Yes, he liked the Snow but today, oh no, today he didn't. Being the emperor he had much to do and was being forced to meet Medusa, the heartless Wench that his wonderful lady, Absence hated to the end of the borders of Unbridled, which was what Spider personally suspected what kept the two together, their love for one another and the hatred for Medusa. Shaking his cranium as if to shake away the thoughts and to clear his mind. ?! The snow was as wild as the wolf as it fought against the young Stallion as he made him way across his land, pushing himself towards the cave that shelter he and his fair Sweetheart from the cruel winds and rains of winter. Soon, through the blizzard he saw the mouth of the cave. He mounted the rocks that stood before the cave, his flints clinking against the rocks as he entered the cave. His soot colored hooves noise echoing around the cave. Spider swung his muzzle from side to side, his ears slightly back as he went deeper into the cave until he came to the wall that blocked the rest of the way through the cave. He whimpered slightly as he realized Absence, was absent. It made him smile though at the small joke, Absence was absent . The Stallion turned, and growled lowly like a wildcat before he began to writhe and his movements jerked before instead of the handsome, young Stag stood a sleek and growling Wolf. The vicious growls echoing through the cave and suddenly the wild animal pushed off his powerful hind pillars and ran out of the cave, leaping diagonally up the rock, bouncing from rock to rock before he came to the top. Stopping he raised his sleek black muzzle to the sky and opened his jaws, his howl echoing and carrying in the wind. As the wolfs beautiful song ended he listened intently to his surroundings, hearing nothing but the never-ending wind and the sound of crunching snow under his paws. He walked down the rocky slope before he came to the foot of the slope before once again he took off. He turned a few times as he made his way to Medusas kingdom before he began to come to a slowing trot. By now the snow had already subsided and Spider to could see ahead of him and across the lands that caused so much trouble to the Equines. ?! As Spider drew to a stop on the rolling hillock his hungry, searching eyes drew across the landscape for Absence, this mare was like a drug, it was an obsession and he didn't want anyone to take it away and one day, it would be the death of him but she too pretty for words, he just wanted her and every time he drew near to her he wanted to, believe it or not mount her. But Spider was too shy to waltz up to her like a jerk and ask her if he could breed with her so, he kept to fantasy of having her foals to himself and Connor. Soon Spider picked out two figures in the not too far distance, one was the black figure of Medusa and the other Absences Lipizzaner figure. Once again he began writhing and struggling under an invisible hand until stepping away from the snow that had jumped up and danced around the suffering figure a Stallion stood, his cranium high in defiance as he walked down the hillock. He looked hesitant as he approached the females, feeling naturally embarrassed and wishing he wasn't there. Spiders hazel eyes rubbed over Absences body, examining her for an scratches that she could have obtained by Medusas cruel hand. As he drew closer he let his eyes skip to Medusa but his eyes didn't look upon her with kindness but disgust at her, cold longing in his eyes, but...longing for what? It was unknown of course and was only going to be kept to Connor and himself, like the foals he longed for. With a snort he glided to a stop infront of the mares before letting a half smile adopt his features, "Greetings Medusa, though they may not be kindhearted. So, what am I wasting my time for, hm?" He said brusquely at Medusa, his tail slowly flicking from side to side with impatience mixed with irritation. He wasn't afraid of Medusa, just because she had nearly all the powers possible to the Equine kind he didn't care, he had water powers, at least he wasn't completely helpless?