Post by micaylah on Oct 5, 2008 21:06:56 GMT -5
Username: Micaylah
Name: Mica
Age: 18
Gender: F
Animal: Panther
Spirit Name: Kyra
Gender: F
Appearance: Mica is tall, slender with athletic build. She has long black hair and deep green eyes that seem to look into your soul to find the truth in your words and the desire in your heart. Kia is midnight black with deep green eyes. Her mark is a prowling panther on her right shoulder blade.
Weapons: Mica uses throwing knives and daggers as her weapons of choice.
Mica’s dreams were tormented as she slept. Her body thrashed wildly as the Shaman appeared. She had a gift for seeing the truth in the eyes and hearts of men and lately all she saw was the lies and unrest that gripped her world. His words called to her as she awakened suddenly sitting upright with the sweat dripping from her forehead. She looked around the forest, feeling as if someone or something was watching her. She scanned the darkness but saw nothing. The glint of green flashed briefly upon the black of the night. Mica looked harder, making out a shadowy shape coming near her. She did not back away or make an attempt to flee. Something about this presence was calming to her. As the figure broke into the light of the moon, Mica saw that it was the most beautiful black panther she had ever seen. The panther looked at her with its deep green eyes as it spoke within her mind. “Mica, welcome dear one. I have waited long for you.”
Mica looked at the panther a little surprised. “I can hear you speak? What magic is this?” The panther looked back into Mica’s eyes as she purred, rubbing her large head upon Mica. “My name is Kyra and I am your spirit animal. Together we will do great things upon this land.” Mica looked at the panther as she felt something upon her shoulder blade. Going to the nearby stream, she lowered the shirt and looked at the skin. A mighty panther, stalking prey was emblazoned upon her fair skin. Mica looked to Kyra, “What does all this mean?” Kyra looked at Mica as she slowly started to fade from sight. “All in good time my child.”
Her words faded slowly and Mica rolled over feeling the ground beneath her. ‘Was I dreaming?’ She rose and made her way to the nearby stream. She removed her shirt and cupped the water within her hands letting it run down her face to awaken her. As she moved she caught her reflection upon the water. She noticed the panther's bond mark upon her shoulder blade. She shook her head incredulously as she smiled. ‘To live this day shall be a great adventure!’
Name: Mica
Age: 18
Gender: F
Animal: Panther
Spirit Name: Kyra
Gender: F
Appearance: Mica is tall, slender with athletic build. She has long black hair and deep green eyes that seem to look into your soul to find the truth in your words and the desire in your heart. Kia is midnight black with deep green eyes. Her mark is a prowling panther on her right shoulder blade.
Weapons: Mica uses throwing knives and daggers as her weapons of choice.
Mica’s dreams were tormented as she slept. Her body thrashed wildly as the Shaman appeared. She had a gift for seeing the truth in the eyes and hearts of men and lately all she saw was the lies and unrest that gripped her world. His words called to her as she awakened suddenly sitting upright with the sweat dripping from her forehead. She looked around the forest, feeling as if someone or something was watching her. She scanned the darkness but saw nothing. The glint of green flashed briefly upon the black of the night. Mica looked harder, making out a shadowy shape coming near her. She did not back away or make an attempt to flee. Something about this presence was calming to her. As the figure broke into the light of the moon, Mica saw that it was the most beautiful black panther she had ever seen. The panther looked at her with its deep green eyes as it spoke within her mind. “Mica, welcome dear one. I have waited long for you.”
Mica looked at the panther a little surprised. “I can hear you speak? What magic is this?” The panther looked back into Mica’s eyes as she purred, rubbing her large head upon Mica. “My name is Kyra and I am your spirit animal. Together we will do great things upon this land.” Mica looked at the panther as she felt something upon her shoulder blade. Going to the nearby stream, she lowered the shirt and looked at the skin. A mighty panther, stalking prey was emblazoned upon her fair skin. Mica looked to Kyra, “What does all this mean?” Kyra looked at Mica as she slowly started to fade from sight. “All in good time my child.”
Her words faded slowly and Mica rolled over feeling the ground beneath her. ‘Was I dreaming?’ She rose and made her way to the nearby stream. She removed her shirt and cupped the water within her hands letting it run down her face to awaken her. As she moved she caught her reflection upon the water. She noticed the panther's bond mark upon her shoulder blade. She shook her head incredulously as she smiled. ‘To live this day shall be a great adventure!’
