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Name:
Pettly Rose Thorn

Age:
18 years old

Gender:
female

Hight:
5’5”

Weight:
123 LBS

Hair color:
black with some colored streeks

Eye color:
Blue in one eye and red in the other

Picture:

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{half}
(just the ears and the tail and the outfit put on my girl and in real life, just use your imagination)


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Race:Queen of Nekos
History/Past:
Pettly was born December 13 at exactly 12:00 Midnight. She was an infant that would not cry, but was perfectly fine. She had white hair and brown eyes when she was born. She was raised like she was a death giver. She would only wear white. By the time she had turned 4, the roots of her hair were beginning to turn black and her eys had already changed colors. Her right eye was red and her left eye was blue. She had also become much more self consumed, normally staying in her room and reading books. She would barely talk to any one.

She grew a bit older when her hair was now half way fully black and the bottom half white from when she was younger. Many were afraid of her eyes because no one, at least she thought, had the same eyes as her. Her parents were soon hung and killed when they villagers had found out that her dad was a neko and her mom was a werewolf. She and her sister were both devastated.

She found out that she was,too, a neko by the time she was 14 years old. She was moved from the human town to the neko town. She had never saw her sister ever again after that. She did not know what had happened to her sister. When pettly arrived at the neko town, she found out she was hair to the thron. She turned 15 3 months after that and was old enough to be queen.

She has been ruling for 3 years now. She had also begun a war with the werewolves. She still has not herd from her sister. She doesn’t even know if her sister is still alive or not. She has been in the war for 3 months now. Even though she does not want to have to fight, she does so she can protect her villagers.

Personality:
She is a quiet and very formal girl. She normally wears white dresses with black corsets over them. She always has her hair down, never put up in a pony tail. She never smiles. You can never tell her emotions by her facial expretion because she has a monotone expression.

RP sample:
Pettly looked around her cold and empty room. There was nothing but white walls and black furnature. Nothing was much different out side. It was cold and it had dark skies and snow always fell. She sighed. It was quiet. She opened her large lether bound book that was filled with long words that only she could understand. She read the book. But for some reason, she felt un easy. Like something was about to happen. She had a strang fealing in her gut. With the snap of a finger, two guards appered.

“yes ma’am?” they said in unison. “dispatched gun men, army genirals and any other fighting guards you can to the main gates. I think some one is about to attack.” She responded, not on hint of emotion in her monotone voice. Her face also stayed emotionless. She watched as the guards gave a sligh bow and dissapered as fast as they came. She felt a little easyer now that she knew she had protection for the village dispatched. But for some reason, she still felt like something was about to happen. She ignored the feeling, and continued to read her book.