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Out of Character

Name: Rebecca
Age:
15
Grade:
10
Characters:
Shurx

In Character

Name:
TonTon Heaarsnuff (first name pronounced “Tawn Tawn”)
Gender:
Female
Age:
1 1/2 years
Eye Color:
Any color
Fur Color:
Snowy white with light pink around her eyes, tip of tail, and socks on all paws except her hind left.
Alignment:
Neutral

Personality:
TonTon is an interesting one indeed. She’s always asking questions and has a pup-like innocence to her. In fact, one might think she’s not on the neutral standings by her first appearance. She’s a happy, playful femme with a tendency to say “yes?” at the end of her statements. But there’s this sort of… eeriness to her gaze, as it is unyielding, and even with her small size (compared to others, at least), she can seem quite intimidating. Even so, she’s still quite young and does not fully understand what’s going on around her. Yet, TonTon has her ways that may seem confusing to one who is older than her, but her words are quite wise, though they do not seem as such at first.

TonTon is the kind of fae who will never let anything get her down. She looks straight ahead to the future and doesn’t look back. She is very respectful to those of high ranks, even if she despises them. But even with her pup innocence still hovering around her, there is a hidden darkness in her heart that wishes to be revealed. Well, not evilness, that is… It’s more of a haunting nightmare, actually. You see, this fae tends to dislike the darkness and sleeping. She’s not… afraid of the dark, but instead what comes from it. Anyone who sees her at this time can tell that something bad had happened to her in the darkness that keeps reoccurring in a nightmare. So, it’s a good reason why she dislikes such a time. Only those with either parenting or loving instincts can keep her calm in the darkness.

Even though TonTon is a gentle fae, she’s certainly not a light wolven. Yes, she will fight if she must, though she doesn’t exactly like the sight of blood. She’ll deal, though, if it meant protecting something she cares about. Being the odd fae she is, her personality can change quite quickly depending on the situation. If there’s something she really wants to do, she’ll most certainly do it. And what goes with that also happens to be promises. Young TonTon will keep a promise to another even if it means her life, and will not take threats lightly. One could call her ways a wise innocence, but it’s truly unknown to her real opinions.

Appearance:
For her age, TonTon is slightly smaller than average. Her pelt is a white color that seems never to have touched the dust of the ground. For, it is such a pure shade that it seems even when dirty to be perfectly clean. On her flawless maw is a pair of lavender orbs. Well, the color is actually much more complex than just lavender. At the center of each orb is a dark, dark purple that lightens in a spectrum of lavender brilliance. For her young age, her body is agile and quick, lean and slim. So, she is quick on her paws as well as light. Well, on her pelt, she has some markings… Around both orbs and on all of her haunches except her left, hind leg are all pained with a light, pale pink color that makes her stand out in a crowd. Once she is to come of age, certainly there’d be at least a few brujo’s seeking after her. And to go with those markings, comes a soft, fluffy, pink-tipped tail.

But with the markings as well comes something else… Wings. It is odd, because her wings seem to belong to a flamingo, but they certainly fit her well. When folded, they rest on her sides just as the pink bird, but when flying, her black-tipped feathers flap gracefully and lift her into the air with ease. The pair of feathery limbs is sown perfectly on her sides and gives her quite the elegant look in the right lighting. But in the darkness, she could look eerie if she tried. Yet, even with her smaller-than-average form, anyone would be able to tell she has a hidden strength behind her that she doesn’t even know about. So, this is a dainty, beautiful, strong, and protective appearance that was given to her.

History:
”Brother… where are you going, yes?” the youngling had asked. You see, TonTon was borne into a small pack in an even smaller litter. Her brother, SanSan was not only her twin, but also her only sibling. Their mother had passed away at their birth, so they were taken care of by the other faes in the pack. They had always stayed by each other’s side and never once left each other. Well, except when either wanted to play with the others in their own gender.

”Leaving. Are you coming with me, Sister?” the twin had replied. They were half a year of age… Everyone disapproved of this within the pack. After all, SanSan was to be the alpha’s heir, and if he left, the alpha fae definitely could not give birth from the grave. Well, the two left in the dead of night and completely disappeared from the packlands without a trace. And because it had been winter, the nighttime snowfall covered their small tracks.

”Brother, you know where we’re going, yes?” she had asked later in their journey. The two had grown used to traveling during the night and sleeping during the day, so they would be sure that no harm would come to them in the midnight darkness. They traveled for a year without knowing exactly where they were going or what they were going to do when they found a place to call home. But one thing was for sure… There would be no turning back.

”We’ll find out sooner or later…” he had replied soon after. Yet, one night as they passed around the border of a packlands, terror struck. Blood… everywhere. Even with TonTon’s strong mind… this was just too much. A massacre had happened here. Each step they took, a sloshing sound from underneath them let the blood soak their paws. It was well after morning that they left the large blood-filled area and they did not have the heart to sleep just yet.

”That was sad, yes?” TonTon had spoken.

”Let’s get it off of our paws in that river.” SanSan had replied. And so, they splashed in the river and let the water soak them clean. But when they stepped out, a curious look had befallen SanSan. Something was different about his sister… Even though the blood was rinsed off of the young, white fae… there was pink on her haunches. It was pale and hardly noticeable, but it was there.

”What are these, yes?” she had asked. Weeks later, wings had began to sprout on her sides. Neither of them had a clue of what was going on, but after they were fully grown and she found that she could fly with them, SanSan grew jealous. For, he did not have any of his own and they always shared everything with each other. So it was obvious why he was secretly against her in a way. Well, a second month passed and something disastrous happened. It was in the darkness of the night and it was to be the second horrid thing TonTon had seen.

Wolves… so many of them… almost all with wings… fighting each other to death. Neither of the two knew as to why, but eventually SanSan joined them as one of the few without the feathered appendages and died quite quickly. TonTon didn’t know what to do… So, she howled mournfully above her brothers’ dead body until those fighting around her halted their actions to watch this white and pink pelted, winged fae cry to the heavens. A few joined her, but stopped when a scrawny, black, bat-winged brujo approached with malicious intent in his eyes.

”So, we have a whelp mourning for her brother, eh? Do you want to take revenge for what you have lost?” he had growled towards her, blood dripping down from his maw… SanSan’s blood. A rage had taken over this young TonTon and she had ended up fighting and actually mortally wounding the brujo who had provoked her. Well, it was understandable, in a way. For, this brujo was an elder, and she had the youth on her side. Not even she had known of this strength within her, but fled the area soon after and cleansed herself of the deed in a nearby stream. Looking up towards the sky, the fae silently made a promise to return to her happy and innocent self once more… She also had vowed to find a home and start anew in her young life for her deceased twin… Whatever would bring others happiness, in her mind.

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