Cynthia

Name: Cynthia
Pronouns: She/her
Rank: Huntress
Sexuality: Bisexual


I know I'm dirty. Do I care? No. No, I don't.



Cynthia loves the mud and she doesn't deny it. Splashing in muddy puddles and rivers is the hight of fun for her. She is a free spirit and doesn't care about what others think of her. She is at peace with herself and who she is, and she doesn't let anyone tell her she is unworthy of something or worse than them. Neither does she let any of her friends be convinced that they are worthless or less then. She'll always be there by their side, supporting caring for them like a good friend should.

She loves all the lions in the pride, except ones who make others feel bad. She isn't fond of Persephone and sees her as a bully who should be stopped.

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Cynthia is telling you about a weird dream they had last night. Apparently you battled a walking feathered lizard thing, and then a flying metal thing shot light at you, and then dead, decaying hyenas chased you, and then you were talking to ghosts...are they sure that wasn't a nightmare?


You tell Cynthia about this standoff you had with three dogs, and she idly wonders why you didn't just kill them all. She states the drooling mongrels fear her deadly claws.

Cynthia sits next to you and watches the horizon for any incoming danger. Bees included.

Roaring loudly, Cynthia walks around practicing her fierce appearance, not really noticing you.

You nearly jump five feet in the air when a huge spider suddenly appears in your sleeping spot! Luckily, Cynthia ran over immediately and threw it out for you. Holy crap.










HECK YEAH HERE WE GO!




Wait, I bred your mom to a piebald subtle, how tf are you harlequin...?