Roleplay Reflection all my characters, wounded broken, somehow just a reflection of me. I fall in love a thousand times, I make love, and die a thousand more, I love, I loose, and I wonder what it's all for. If I could write a perfect story, it would never end. good times and bad times, turbulant, passionate, and lots of friends. - W.D August 3, 2005 Asisa sat and scanned the beach a small smile of satisfaction on her lips. She was old enough now, and skilled enough that she could wander as she willed, her father could no longer object to it. She was tiny, just breaking 4'2 just a slight shorter than her mother. Her feline ears flicked at the sounds of the beach, well practiced at hearing the lumbering sounds of something she should get up and kill, over the natural wildlife. She parted her lips enough to taste the air, and satisfied that all was still right in her little space of beach she relaxed her hold on her weapon. The wind teased her seaweed colored hair so it flicked on the naked bits of her skin. Like her father chose to wear as little armor as possible. Metal was cumbersome and uncomfortable not to mention impossible in the water and too much leather was binding and unfair to the creatures she fought. Or so was her opinion. Where her mother was short and curvy, she was lithe and muscled making her feline movements all the more pronounced. Small slits at the base of her neck, marked where her gills lay hidden in the dry air. Hidden in her clothing, a feline tale, bound and tied to her body. Her twin brother had taught her early that it was a vulnerability she could not afford. A crack, a crunch, and she was on her feet, flying towards the monster that broke through the brush, her long hair flying behind her as she brought her bladed staff to bear, aiming directly between the thing's eyes... Contents: Thorneworks- Elspeth Xena- Fantasy Separates Fabianna- beach sand Cyclorama Propschick- Ariel Hair Dragonstorm- Blue skin texture Pixiluna- Pose Asisa is the daughter of Megoichi (seaElf)and Ashannia(nymphine- feline nymph). Little bit of post work on this one. The skirt wasn't looking as fluid as I would have liked,(guess there was just too much starch) and I pushed the sand around a little where her weapon is half buried in it. Thank you for having a peek. ~ Catlina.