her lips were coated in mulled wine . clove WIP

[CLOVE.]

FERAL INFORMATION

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IDENTITY
» name - Hae-ran 'Clove' Arcanium ( originally from x )
» gender - female
» sexuality - demiromantic pansexual
» birthday - 6th of May
» age 14 moons (real time); 18yrs old in human AU; behaves older than what she actually is
» star sign(s) - Taurus
» disorders - emotional deprivation disorder

ALLEGIANCE
» alliance + rank - sunhaven
» former alliances + ranks -
» mentor -

APPEARANCE
» species - kitsune, has a feline-looking face
» pelt - cream with dusky brown points; dapples on cheeks, base of ears, tail ends and paws
» eye color - gold
» scent - clove, cinnamon and nutmeg; alternatively, vanilla
» powers -  currently none

RELATIONSHIPS
» parents - npc x npc
» partner - single
» crush - n/a
» offspring - n/a

OTHER
» proficient in medicine and healing
» reincarnation of clove arcanium of FF
» has faint memories and flashbacks of her past life, but assumes these to be part of vivid dreams

IMPORTANT TAGS
- attack in bolded text
- thoughts/telepathy/"Speech."
- powerplay is permitted on all non-aggressive actions (hugs, healing, etc)
- easy physically | strong mentally
- she tires very easily after using powers (which are all currently inaccessible)

"CLOVE. CLOVE IS MY NAME."
Clove's memories are best described as hazy. She remembers waking in the depths of a pine forest and wandering into the territory of the Ascendants, but before that...nothing. Mist.

She has no recollection of a mother, or a father, or where she came from. In fact, she only remembered her name after several days of stumbling confusion. As such, Clove doesn't trust herself to form meaningful relationships with anyone, for fear she'll forget them.

Surprisingly, these experiences have not made her timid and passive - quite the opposite, in fact. Clove strides through life with a self-assurance that allows no room for those who doubt her. Though she doesn't consider anyone 'unworthy' of her attention, Clove has little time for those whose strength and inner fire do not match her own, and will not seek out their company.

WIP

PLOTS
- clove is infertile, and so considers herself somewhat of a pointless mate, unable to create a family which she assumes a potential partner would desire

PLAYLIST
Miss Y, Marina and the Diamonds
I walked all night through the dark just to be standing here, only to feel like nobody, Miss Y am I here?

Beeswing, Richard Thompson
Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a bee's wing
So fine a breath of wind might blow her away
She was a lost child, oh she was running wild

Brown hair zig-zag around her face and a look of half-surprise
Like a fox caught in the headlights, there was animal in her eyes

ART

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