Race: Winged Kitsune
Position: Pup
Age: 8 Weeks{in fox form} 2 Years{in human form}
Personality: Extremely playful, hyper and loving. she is oblivious to danger and loves to sneak off away from her protecters. sometimes she plays a little rough and although very tiny when frightened she will attack whatever scared her.
Appearance:
Character Name: Michi Mamoru
Clan: N/A
Race: Unknown
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Physical Description: {xXx}
Biography: at the age of 12 she stood in horror in front of her mother, her body stained and glistening with crimson as she hung limply from the tree she was bound too. Michi pressed her body to the trunk of the tree outstretching her hands up toward her mother, her finger tips barely touching her mother's feet. she stood there, reaching, desperately trying to grasp a firm hold of her mother. when the crimson that flowed down her mothers body became cold as did her flesh the child curled up at the base of the tree, crying herself into a restless nightmare of sleep. no sirens filled the night air to come and rescue them. No one to take her mother’s body down to rest. No one to put out the blaze that had now engulfed their home. No person at all to lay a hand on the weeping child’s shoulder that she could feel some measure of comfort in the least. The roar of the flames and the beating of her own heart were the only sounds that came to her ears that night. And that scream inside her mind that would combine with these horrors to fill her dreams from that day on...
Weapons:
When the light of the sun rising awoke Michi, she stood and walked over the the remains of her home. not daring to look back in clear light at the face of her mother. for a brief moment she was glad that her mother was bound to the tree, somehow she feared, childishly, that if she was not that she would somehow reach out and grasp her, dragging her down to the darkened depths of death.
tears streamed freely down her face to mix with dirt and blood that was not her own. the young child stood on the ashes and broken glass, staring behind glazed and frightened eyes at the bones of her sister. the screams echo'd in her head as she closed her eyes. she thought of how awful it must of been to her sister, dying this way. her hair and flesh melting off her body. Michi cringed. she wouldn't bother to go and search for her brother. he was just an infant who was also burned alive. the chances of her finding any remains of him were very slim and she had had enough of gazing at corpses.
the sun continued to rise but it felt as though time stood still. as if somehow she had broken away from the world, her life, family, home all lost in a void shrouded in the smell of ash and death. it was then that something caught her eye. shining in the reflectyion of the sun. under a few charred boards was the Aries Blade . a sword her father was given for surviving through the battle between the two great lands...her father. the man who took away everything that was dear to Michi. he took it all away in one night...she would never forget.
Michi had come across another demon in her journey, one much like her companion Hiei. though it was to late to save this creature. it was by far much stronger than Hiei and had been on this earth for a far greater time. the young lady would not let this demon's power go to waste. she forged a blade from the demon's bone-like material, creating a type of Reaper Blade. this sword has special abilities unlike her Aries and hasn't yet been used by Michi.
(Michi also carries a twisted blade dagger and a whip. please pe patient i'll try to get the pictures of them up soon)
Profession: Unknown
Alignment: Unknown
Other: She has a demon campanion that goes by the name of Hiei
Name: Ren Yasashiku
Vamp/ Human/ Demon/ other: Human
Sex: Female
Age: 16
App: {Ren}
Bio: Born one of two childeren. she was seperated from her brother at the age of six and given to a foster home. she doesn't remember much about her real parents but she does remember and miss her dear brother, often wondering what happened to him.
Personality: sensible, cautious, careful & practical. clever, gifted, and talented, but modest and a person who makes friends quickly or easily, someone who's extremely loyal to friends she makes and expects the same loyalty in return. Those who really get to know her realize it takes a lot to shake her trust in her friends, but equally that it takes her a longer time to get over if that trust is ever broken.
Other: Has a little cat named Zeke. {Pic is of my actual cat named Zeke}
Name: Hikari
Age: Appears to be 18
Gender: Female
Powers: Dark Matter
Weapon: sword
Sin: Void: The Sin of Emptyness throught the Universe
Personality: Her drug of choice is the shadows. she has a hot temper and is fairly competitive. loves to linger at the edge of other's conversations and often has a dry humour. she doesn't talk much and finds entertainment in others. she can be seductive in her sinister ways.
Bio: “Shape without form, shade without color, paralyzed force, gesture without motion.” She is the absence of all things and in a way is the presence of everything. She has no past and will forever have a future. she is the emptyness, the void in other beings and the world.
Normal Appearance: {eyes} {face shot} {face shot 2} {body shot} {body shot 2}
Demon Appearance: has none. she is not a demon. her true form: {void}
