Post by Nápoldë on Dec 2, 2007 22:04:17 GMT -5
Name:
Nápoldë
Nickname:
She is Po, often
Gender:
Madame - female
Species:
Leopard
Current Age:
Two
Eye Color:
The softest gold leaf
Breed:
Snow Leopard
Coat Color:
Cream and light gray
Sample Post:
Of course, there was always reality. That bizarre intrusion into your fantasy, the cold smack in the face. Yes, the singing birds of paradise leave, as do the newborn fawns, and the fuzzy pink clouds, pregnant are they with April showers, are torn out of the surroundings.
But what was this? A physical representation of this, a feline femme who was the FLOSSIEST, most arrogant eye-candy out there. In fact, she had been torn from her paradise by a tsunami of frigid water. But here she was, crushed against the sandy shore, soaked to the very bone. All of her arrogance and audaciousness was gone, she was kissing the feet of her creator. A gasp! A fountain of water comes forth from her down-turned mouth, making indents in the sand.
The temperature on the shore was much to warm for her, causing her to be sluggish and feverish, yet even now she was extremely beautiful, easy on the eyes... The poor wretch struggled to her numb feet, making her nearly faint. Oh, the heat! Oh, the grief for her loved ones who did not survive! She thought only of them.
Po, as she was called, craved the light snow storms and the heaving bodies of ice. Or, the heaving body of Mother Earth. The cold water was the only thing that kept her from giving up, it felt lovely on her pelt. Po, who hated water, would have done nearly anything to cool her boiling body.
At long last! There was a dead body of an unfortunate rabbit on the beach, and Po, the hapless femme, had no choice but to eat it. It was either pick up scraps, or die a slow and painful death. It was water she needed, but there was only salt water as far as the eye could see.
" Oh! Help me! I have no one to guide me... "
Image:
History: (Coming!)