(( I want to keep Sign-ups open as long as possible, and want at least 5 per creature! ))

Just because you're the only one applying doesn't ensure you will get the part. I can't make it any clearer that this Rp is meant to be for the long haul, and I want people who are committed and have in-depth characters to be part of the Story.

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Op-- I see. .o. Makes sense~

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Name: Anise Grimhaven - (As in the Japanese Star Anise - Poisonous and should not be digested)
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Height//Weight: 5 feet, 6 inches - 121 pounds
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual - Straight
Creature: Sorceress
Lore: The Sorceress part of her soul is based simply on the stereotypical Sorcerer. You know, magic, wands, spells. All of that jazz. Just, more feline-like. However, she does not have a 'cat' form.

Appearance:

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- Inky black hair, blue eyes. Quite the oddest of combinations. Exactly how she liked it. Her nails, almost like a cat's, can extend. They can extend to the maximum of about 2 and a half inches, holding a acid-like poison at the tips when fully retracted. Her hair, like in the picture, goes down to around her shoulder blades. Not exactly kept in the best shape. Yet surely not ragged either. Same as her clothing. Anise often takes up a tom-boy kind of clothing style. Yet not fully. She won't wear dresses. But she's fine with skirts. Anise won't wear bows. But she'll surely wear high-heels if needed. Speaking of which, I should probably speak about her clothing now. Anise often wears a white, collared, long-sleeved shirt, along with a black tie attached to the neck. Almost like a school uniform set in her eyes. To match this, Anise wears black yoga-pants most of the time. Or perhaps black in color jeans. But it's always going to be some sort of black pants or skirt. No matter what fabric it's made of. On colder days, you can find her wearing either a cream in colored jacket, or a light blue coat over her usual attire. Which, can sometimes off-set her entire clothing choice. Yet, she isn't that 'fashion-savvy' either. So it doesn't mind her one bit.

Personality:

"Nobody knows you but you. And that's truer then true. And that's why I'm bluer then blue."

"If only I had a mirror. Then you can see how very wrong you are."

"An odd name for an odd being. An odd being for an odd existence. There's no use beating logic."

"I'll pull on your strings. Each and every one of them until they burst from all the plucking. But then I'll be sad. Depressed. Heartbroken. I won't have fun with you anymore. What will I do with out you, my pet? Oh, what will I do?"

"Why must life be so cruel, as to cause some others pain?
Why must I be aware, while others go insane?"

A cold soul. A lone soul. A fearful soul. Those are the only ways to describe her in some eyes. But in others, she's a torturous soul. A heart-less soul. A fox-like, narrow-minded, blood-thirsty, uncaring soul. And frankly, the last one's still up and running. As for the heart-less soul, perhaps. A cold soul - definitely. A fearful soul...Perhaps. Maybe. Probably. Definitely. In a limited way of course.

Anise is one of those few souls who simply doesn't care.
She doesn't care about herself in most ways. She doesn't care about others. Shoot, she wouldn't even care about her partner if she had one. That is, unless the other had some sort of impact on her life.
Because of this, she can be quite hard to make friends. Or straight up difficult in keeping a conversation with the young fea. That is, since Anise can be almost a full on poet when she speaks about something she doesn't care about. Anise basically doesn't care about many. She doesn't care for another at the moment, and she doesn't plan on having a partner anytime soon. But in a way, change happens. Perhaps she'll change her mind. But for now, she has it as a reminder on her calendar just about every day. 'Don't trust another. Not today. Not tomorrow. Not ever. If you can help it.'

Yet, contrary to that, she can be possessive of many. She considers the people most call 'friends' her 'pets' or 'gifts' from the heavens above. Which, may lead others to flee in terror once they realize such a thing. Such an, odd, thing about the fea.
But it's simply her thinking. It's simply watch she calls her friends. I mean, who can blame her for that? After all, there are many other names for them. Besties. BFFs. Friends. Pals. Buddies. Bloody Buddies. Best Friends. Associates. Allies. And anything else you can think of. So what's so bad about Pets? What's so bad about claiming another as territory. As an...Object. I guess in order to get that answer, you best take it up with Anise face-to-face. For I too, don't have the correct answer for you. I'm not her pet. I'm not her object. Not yet that is. Good luck.

Anise is quite, Demonic. Anything you can think of about death, she's all over it. Yet, she's not Gothic. Or Emo. Or any other thing you may think.
Oh no.
Nothing like that.
Anise, in her free time, basically thinks about everything wrong in the world. Gathering every threat. Every spat in her direction. Everything wrong in the world right now. And, for fun, thinks of all the ways she can destroy this world we live in. She ponders what life would be like without her. She wonders what life would even be like if she were never created. (*Cough Cough* that's right, created. *Cough Cough*) And Anise think of how tragic that would surely be.
Anise often comes up with plans of how she can deceive others. And new ways she can destroy her enemies at times. Most times not being fore filled since she sees them as 'unworthy' or 'to difficult' as she can also become quite lazy with her plans. Which, can result in her going full blown violence rather then working up to the point of blood shed by speaking.

Speaking of which, Anise can also be violent, lazy, and quite rude with her statements. Sure, she likes blood-shed. Sure she likes hurting others. After all, that's her specialty. But, she also can become annoyed quite easily. Especially for the ones who think they are better, stronger, or perhaps more depressed then herself. Which, leads her to have quite a few enemies and/or people she dislikes.

Anise seems to have a dominant demeanor. Her gait is confident, and confidant. Almost as if she believes she has the power to alienate the world with one measly blow to the earth. Her gaze holds this same, menacing tone. This often leads to many shuttering at first glance. But if another soul stands up to her, things may not end up to pretty. Either for her, or for the other.

And now, going back to the beginning, Anise is a fearful soul in some ways. She's secretly afraid of many things. And she normally comes up with devious ways to hide these weaknesses. In a way, she's afraid of death its self. Funny how that works, ey? That she's afraid of the same fate she wishes to come upon every body else in the world? Isn't that funny? She's afraid of being powerless, being harmless. She's afraid of being afraid. It's quite odd really. She's afraid that her identity will be exposed. That she may be controlled one day. Tricked. Deceived. Therefore, she must have every one fear her. She believes that if she is feared by all. If she is in control of every living thing. Then nothing bad will happen to her. She won't fear another. They'll fear her instead. She won't be exposed that way. She won't die. No body would dare to trick her if the world would just burn in one giant hell whole. But I guess she is just one of the few who just want to see the world burn. With her commanding the flames.

To conclude, Anise is a tricky fea. One named after a poisonous plant. And one that suits her quite well if you were to meet her. And even more so if you get to meet her acquaintance. Who knows, perhaps she'll become your best friend if you manage to meet her standards. Or perhaps you'll meet all the requirements in order to fill out a form to apply for her most wanted enemy. The choice is yours. But not for very long. For the friendship applications are closing, and the enemy forms are just opening. I suggest you choose wisely.

But until then, Anise will be waiting. Most likely dwelling in the shadows, taking a much-needed nap.

Occupation & Residence>: Anise currently works as a part-time magician for children's parties. She doesn't like the job however. But it's something that she likes to do, plus she can see the kiddies run in horror when she shows them her best trick.

- Anise uses box magic. Not her own. She's quite disappointed that she can't use her own. But she knows that it wouldn't be the best thing in the world if someone were to find out it's actual magic.

- She also does themed Magic acts. Such as Harry Potter themed. The sorcerers apprentice themed. And many others you can think of. As long as it isn't 'princess' themed.

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Strengths & Weaknesses:

+ Abnormally quick reflexes and agility rate

+ Cunning, and smart. She knows just how to get you angry. How to calm you down. And how to make you cry to some.

+ Anise has great control over her powers. She knows how to use a wand if needed. But normally uses hand-magic.

+ Smart. She knows when danger is ahead. And most times, knows how to handle it.

+ A determined battler and what not. She doesn't give up easily and even so, she doesn't fully let it go down the drain.

- She can find it extremely hard to let things go. So you can often find her holding a grudge for a matter of years before getting pay back. Even if it's something as little as arguing with her over another topic.

- It's simply close to impossible for her to be tamed. Not in a way as in a caged animal. Oh no. Anise's good and bad lever within her mind seems to be broken. Therefore, it can be quite hard for her to realize what is the right and wrong thing to do at certain points in time.

- Lacking in physical strength without her powers.

- Fearful of many things and she can get quite flustered if one were to use her fears to their advantage.

- Anise is narrow-sided and oblivious to most things. She often doesn't see another way once her mind is made up. Even if her way turns up wrong.

- As I said in her personality, she can be quite lazy. So some of her plans may not go as written because of so.

- Anise can't always retract her claws all the way. They are more easy to extend at night, and have the most venom available upon full moons. More acid available upon new moons. But during the day, they can be almost rusty. And they may not retract like she wishes all the time. And most times, during the day, if they were to extend, at times, the poison doesn't always show up until times of anger. So it can make things quite hard when she must kill a target on the spot without being angered before hand.

History:

Anise wasn't born a unique child. In fact, she wasn't born with her own, unique set of genes at all. She was born for one purpose. She was meant to be a clone. A mere project to work on and provide extra limbs for her 'brother' Sylvester. (I may add him in later if I can/allowed. ^~^) She was nothing but a mere entity to live through days end in a house where no one even loved her. Only going out of the house for about an hour a day in order to get fresh air.

There was nothing special about her.

Nothing at all.

She was nothing but a useless, normal being.

Anise grew up a lonesome child because of this. And she seemed to be the first recorded clone created from a later body.

Anise, being striped for parts such as taking a kidney for Sylvester and taking half of her liver for her father. Who, at the time, was a heavy alcoholic and smoker.

Anise grew up with this. Often being called a 'pet' or perhaps a 'gift from the heavens above' from her father. Anise never liked him. Nor Sylvester. Instead, she never even spoke. She barely knew how at the time. And her mother, that was a different story all together. Oh, how she can write a chapter book about all the ways Anise hated her mother. But at the moment, that doesn't matter.

About year or two later, Sylvester did something that she was unable to control. She didn't have any say. No word. Not even a glance towards the plan as it happened. Instead, all she remembers is the house burning to the ground around her. Turning to ashes as the cage Sylvester put her in just moments before stayed intact. Pristine. Completely fine. Anise felt helpless. Harmless. She felt as though the world wanted her to die alone. As if she was nothing but a mistake to live. Only to die with nobody to realize her absence.

She was 8 years of age. 8 years old when this happened. Another week went by. She was starving. Dehydrated. Lonely.

Another soul came by at this point. At first, Anise thought she was imagining such a thing. After all, for the past week she had been talking, playing, and singing along with her imaginary friends as if they were nothing. Why would this seemingly real being be any different?

She didn't say anything to the figure. And instead, fell asleep. But instead, it left food, and water when she awoke the next day. Anise ate what ever was left for her. And drank the many bottles of water the creature left. She was grateful for once.

She never saw that being again.

That same day, she got up, and tried the door of her cell once more. To her surprise, it was unlocked. The lock was splayed as if another creature had cut it in one foul swipe. And in a way, she envied this. And she started off.

Anise started towards Oakheart. The town Sylvester and his father often went to on weekends. Leaving Anise there at the house like a measly dog in a locked cage. Oh how pathetic she felt. Anise still, today, criticizes herself because of the thought of how stupid she was to not try to door once more.

But nonetheless, she found Oakheart. Going into foster care about a year after leaving on the streets for about 247 days of roaming from alleyway to alleyway. And she made as much effort as she could to never get truly adopted. Therefore, making herself go in and out of homes and placements for the most part. And now, getting her own state-paid house within the small city.

And with decent education, and a small apartment in the down-town part of Oakheart, she constantly tries to forget her past. Most times, forgetting who she is entirely in the process.

Other: Anise has intense asthma when in times of great anxiety. Therefore, she often carries a backpack with her inhaler, and many other things she may need.

Oakheart Harbor

Role play Example:

(By the way, this was for a supernatural RP I did just a little bit ago. I can make longer ones. I just typically type about the same amount as my partner. So this isn't the most I can type. This is about my average post length. Perhaps a bit longer. But, as it says, it's just a sample. ^~^)

Beep, Beep, Beep...

The steady beating rhythm shook the air, seeming to be forgotten by all but the patent in which clung onto each, monotone note. Playing one by one like a never ending piece of music. All set in the same volume. All set in the beat. All set in the same, exact, pitch.

How pitiful the creature was. The seemingly lifeless figure lying upon the white and blue bed. One that looked either uncomfortable, or like a dream to one's eyes. Not both. Not in between. It must be one or the other.

A small calendar sat marked in red by the patient's bedside. Merely counting each living day as if it were nothing. As if each day didn't mean a thing to anyone. Not to the doctor. Not to the nurse. Not to her relatives. Not to her. Well, in a way.

A chart lay next to the calendar, a name being written upon it in small, cursive letters.

'Jane Doe...' it read. Jane Doe. Yes, that would be her name, correct?

No, never. It would never be her name. Not today. Not now. Not ever. It would never truly fit her until the day came.

Until it was actually needed.

But until then, the steady pulse of Jane's heart carried on. Shaking the seemingly still air every measly heartbeat. And shaking the earth with the machine's everlasting song.

But I guess life must go on...

(Fixed)

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Yay! I did it! xD I've been typing Anise's bio for like 3 hours. Oi! Why must she be so difficult >.>:))

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Hello, Serelin?
What creatures (and creature spots) are left, may I ask?

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(( All Creature Spots aside from the Witch are available for Application. ))

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Mhm, okay...
How many spots are there in all, again? :)

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Name: Bailey Williams
Gender: Female
Age: 17 years, 3 months
Height//Weight: 5' 7" - 138
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual/Straight
Creature: Mermaid
Lore: H20/The Thirteenth Year - Most mermaids change when they come in contact with water, possessing a large, powerful tail when transformed fully. Can possess certain powers, and obvious one as being able to breath for extended/endless amounts of time while submerged under the surface of the water. Another possible power is the ability to control currents, and possibly even water's form- it's shape, it's temperature, etc. Usually transforms back into human form after a prolonged absence of water, i.e. getting out of the water-source.
Appearance: Credit to proper owners
A beautiful nautical-loving young adult. Possessing long, naturally wavy blonde hair and blue-green eyes with a bright, white smile. Her fashion sense is highly influenced by anything nautical, though she obeys and follows the weather, i.e. shorts and crop-tops in summer, sweaters and jeggings in the winter, etc. Navy-blue, anchors, and an effortless messy bun is usually her go-to.
Personality: Bailey is somewhat of your cliché preppy socialite that loves the seaside. She's casual, friendly, and doesn't have an introverted bone in her body. Has a passion for athletics/being active, especially when it comes to swimming. Fortunately, it would definitely make sense to see her on the school district's swim team or committee. Your average A - B student, getting good grades due to her parental and athletic influence. A good team-player with a strong sense of ethical and leadership qualities. Understanding and un-biased, social consequences have no effect on her- though she could be considered as one of the more-so popular seniors of the school. Hard-working and not afraid to get her hands dirty, Bailey tends to excel at whatever is pitted against her. She's willing to laugh at her mistakes, and any sort of insults just tend to run off her back. However, this girl can be quite stubborn when she sets her mind to something, and when aggravated enough, can be rather unfiltered with her words and actions. Over-all a dedicated, passive friend.
Occupation & Residence>: Bailey lives in a tidy, two-story home with her single-parent mother, Kelly and her three brothers, Brody (older, 22 years old), Brock (younger twin, identical), and Logan (younger, 15 years old) and the family's black labrador retriever, Hudson. She also helps-out by working at the local port when she can.
Strengths & Weaknesses:
+ Body-build of a swimmer. (well-muscled, on the taller side)
+ Able to use her tail in the water when needed. (defense mechanism, easy acceleration)
+ Knowledgable
+ Understandable and friendly demeanor
- Obvious physical restrictions (she's a girl, more-so lean)
- Vulnerable (somewhat gullible)
- Defensive (more-so the one to be attacked, pacifist)
- Careless at times
- Blind-sided (family problems, creature problems, etc.)
- Absence of a father-figure
History: Bailey's mother, Kelly divorced her children's father sometime during her pregnancy with Logan and the family has hardly looked back over their shoulder since the instance. There's an obvious struggle with being a single-parents and raising four closely-aged children and handling a busy day-job but she managed well with the help of her friends and family. When Brody was of age, he helped to raise all three of his siblings and is seen as an idealistic idol-figure by all of them. He still lives within their two-story household and everyone helps to put in an effort whenever their mother needs something. Every single child has been raised under the influences of the ocean and other nautical-like properties, hence their surfer-sounding names. Every single child has gone through the process of being an avid swimmer, with Ripley just starting the high-school team. It can be said there is some competition, with Brody being the previous varsity captain and both Bailey and Brock with their eyes on the position with the upcoming try-outs. Kelly has encouraged her children since youth, with nearly all of them ending up on academic and leadership teams throughout their educational careers. The family isn't very religious, but has Christian-Baptist influence. Over-all the family is loving, close-knit, and friendly.
Other:
- Oakheart Harbor
- Her room looks something akin to this: Credit to proper owners
Roleplay Example: Having just left an after-school swim meet, Bailey Williams pulled her chlorine-damaged hair up into a messy bun as she maid her way to her silver car in order to wait for her indentical-twin, Brock. Her attire was casual, wearing a white tank-top and jean shorts with her swim team sweatshirt draped across her crossed arms. Moving more-so towards the back of the car, Bailey opened one of the backseat doors and slipped her swim bag off before tossing it in the backseat. Seeing that she could now use both her hands, the young adult grabbed for her sweatshirt and pulled it over her head in order to put it on, exposing the large, white blocked-in letters that read "Twin #1." Seeing as now all Bailey had to do was wait for Brock to finish up with whatever he was doing in the locker-room, the teenage mermaid went to sit on the hood of the car. She took notice of the weather, appreciating the sun that kissed her tan, port-side skin.

Outstretching her hand, the swimmer took casual note of the shimmering, blue-green scales that had appeared on the edge of her palm and trailed down her wrist and forearm to an extent. Unfortunately, Bailey was a mermaid and swimming was a true passion of hers. Fortunately, she was never in the water long enough to transform fully, not to mention the fact the chlorine slowed down the whole process a bit. Running her hand across the scales before laying back against the hood to look at her phone, Bailey thought about the swim meet over-all. It had been pretty successful, with the high school team coming first place for varsity and second place for junior varsity. Not to mention the boys, ugh, they were so cute- especially when her friends exaggerated their abilities as much as possible. Surely Bailey had her eyes on some of them, but she was more-so focused on doing her best to really take notice. It came as quite the surprise when car keys were tossed onto her stomach, nonetheless did the gesture interrupt her reflection. "Are you going to drive us home or not?" Ah- it was Brock. "You have your license too, little brother." She knew the term 'little brother' would annoy him, seeing as the two twins were only moments apart. It made him stifle an agitated groan as he got into the car, wearing his swim team sweatshirt that bore "Twin #2" on it.

Chuckling softly, Bailey got back on her feet and moved around in order to enter the driver's seat of the car. She offered a light, playful punch to her brother's shoulder as the two got in and she started the car. "I'm going to help out at the port again so make sure you take Hudson for his walk." Looking towards her twin, she awaited his subtle nod before driving towards their house by port itself.

EDIT: tried adding in a few more faults

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Name: Scarlett West (Goes by Scarlett or Scar)
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Height//Weight: 5' 6'', 120lbs
Sexual Orientation: Straight, but open-minded
Creature: Harpy!
Lore: Er... Greek + Roman mythology? And Percy Jackson :P (I'm bad with lores)
Appearance: Scarlett looks like "an average emo teen" with waist length black hair, pale skin and dark golden eyes with flecks of amber. She often wears mascara and blood red lipstick, and NEVER takes off her leather jacket, which conceals her folded red harpy wings with golden feathers. Sometimes she has a single red highlight in her hair.
Personality: Scarlett is an over-emotional bad-ass. She hates being the center of attention and loves to fly. ALOT. Scarlett can be a little over-protective of her sweet little sister Rose, who is often bullied.
Occupation & Residence>: Scarlett works at Kendra Glenns's cafe, and lives two blocks away from the cafe in a condo with Rose.
Strengths & Weaknesses: (( Minimum 3 of each; keep the strengths balanced! ))
+Good with melee
+Great at flying
+Super fast
+Intelligent
+Athletic
-Over-emotional
-Has a thirst for revenge (that overpowers her intelligence)
-Can't swim
-Easily stressed
-Pretty easily frightened, just won't show it
History: Scarlett's life was the same as many other students. Go to school, take care of siblings, barely see their parents because of their long hours, etc. But one day, Scarlett finds her parents brutally beaten to death, likely by someone afraid of harpies. Afraid for her sister, she flew back home, not caring about showing her true identity. Soon she found Rose, sleeping under the stars. Scarlett flew back to the murder scene, and tearfully buried her parents. That night, she awoke Rose and they quickly packed all of the food, some clothes, all the money (which wasn't much) and a single picture of the whole family, the last picture taken before her parents' death. Silently, Scarlett made a promise to her dead parents that she would come back, one day. Then she and Rose flew out of the city, looking for a new home.
Other: Both of Scarlett's parents were harpies, Scarlett can duel-wield, and Rose is clumsy about keeping her identity secret.
Roleplay Example: Scarlett growled at the beast, pushing Rose behind her and pulling out a sword. "When I give the signal, you need to run. Fast. OK?" Scarlett whispered to her trembling sister.

"O-ok," stammered Rose, holding on to her stick tightly.

Scarlett turned back to the large monster. "One," she muttered. She picked up a large rock. "Two" she whispered, taking aim. "THREE!!" Scarlett screamed, throwing the rock as hard as she could towards the cyclops' eye. The cyclops groaned as it hit near his eye, squeezing it shut. "Go!" Scarlett yelled at Rose. Rose didn't reply, she just shot off into the darkness of the woods. The cyclops opened it's eye again and lumbered towards Scarlett. A jolt of fear rippled up Scarlett's spine, making her unfocused. The cyclops thundered closer, and closer. Scarlett felt paralysed with fear, until she heard the scream. "Rose!" Scarlett yelled, instantly getting to her feet. She jumped up, flapping her wings when SNAP! Scarlett's eyes went wide. She knew that sound. She looked behind her to see the cyclops had grabbed her by the wings, making it extremely painful to do anything, even just hang there.

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Name: Bela (bell for short)

Gender: female

Age: 17

Height//Weight: 5'6 120

Sexual orientation: straight

Creature: werewolf (but I can play any I'm big on supernatural beings so I'll be fine)

Lore: I'm probably just goin off the normal folklore for them. Except I don't go by the only full moon thing. I believe the moon has more power on them then that and even if the moons not iut they should be able to change, but the changing is by choice.

Appearance: Human Just without the nose ring and she had blue eyes
As a wolf she would be brown with red ears and muzzle (sorry this is complex) she has black socks on all feet and a slight white streak on her face. All her colors are mixed together in her tail.

Personality: Bela is extremely kind, yet like with everyone she has a dark side she's just not proud of it. She would die for her friends and is extremely over protective of them. Bela although how nice she is she is not afraid to lash out or start a fight she just prefers not to. She is also quite shy even around friend and she is a loyal friend. She likes to write and draw

Occupation & Residence>: Bela works as a local artist and helps local writers,and volunteers at the local new station working as a news paper writer
Her cabin

Her cabin also has a lake next to it that she swims in in the summer.

Strengths & Weaknesses:
+ Integrity
+Problem solving
+ Self-discipline
- Impatience
- Stubborn (sometimes)
- Being too sensitive

History: Bela was kicked out of her house at the age of fifteen years. She lived out in the woods in a small cabin that had been abandon her and her dad found before his tragic accident. (One of the secrets she holds close no one really knows what happened) Bela is still allowed at the school by some miracle. She believes her dad haD some thing to do with it. She also believes her mom had to do with her dad's tragic accident, but maybe that's just in her head because she hates her mother. Bela often sneaks her siblings out to her cabin to hang out. The forest has always felt like home to Bela even more now. Guess that's why she went on that trip with her friends to the spot in the woods.

Other:
Oakheart Harbour
not that I can think off

Roleplay Example:
Philo calmly nods at the king before continuing through the den over to the pregnent lion organizing the hoard. He gently brushes his tail down her back to get her attention before sitting down next to her. "Organizing aye?" He asks in his deep but oddly comforting voice. "I'd bet your good with cubs to?" He asks half to himself "we have some stuff back at the territory mostly organized but I bet you could find amusement there." He thinks for a moment "if you would like you could come back to my pride with me" he says giving a slight smile that's just barely. Noticeable "we are very accepting and you would fit right in" he purrs "what do you say?" (This is just a pathetic example I couldn't find any others. This was for a lion sale.)

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All of these decisions were made based completely on the Character forms/apps.
[[ Keep in mind your form is like a Job Application; it's compared and measured to Applications of the Same Creature, but multiple ones may be accepted before being removed from the list.]]

Rejected Character forms: | (( Please PM me for any concerns or reasons of why your Application was rejected. ))
- Jill Wevin by Cheetah~ G.D.S.S.
- Anise Grimhaven by Fantasyland
- Scarlett West by Tainted Rose [FO7 slut]
- Bela by Nightmare before dawn
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Forms taken into consideration:
- Lawrence "Val" Veles Ancona by Teddy
- Toby North by Racha [Applying for: Werewolf]
- Adelaide [Addy] O'Bryan by Trumpets [Applying for: Werecat]
- Bailey Williams by Caterwaul [Applying for: Mermaid] (( While I'm accepting her, you might want to add a few flaws to her; she's a bit too nice and almost a movie-perfect character. ))

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