◤ xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ◥" ＴＨＥ ＤＡＮＣＥＲ "Name; Annali Mist
Nicknames; 'Misty, Mist, Anna'
Age; 6 years
Birth Date; 6th September
Gender; Female◣ xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ◢▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ [ dance as if no one is watching ] ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
" ＰＥＲＳＯＮＡＬＩＴＹ "
Optimistic; Annali has always been the 'glass half full' full type of bean, and she always looks on the bright side of things. She always looks forward to what the next day can bring, and is always excited about the possibilities in life. Like any young child, she is bright and easily excited by the smallest things and she seems to know exactly where her place is in this world; therefore she is very hopeful and she can envision what she wants to do in the future.
Observant; Annali is not the best at lying, in fact, she sucks at it big time. But she can easily tell when someone else is. So don't try to lie about Santa not being real. [ She already knows the truth. ] Annali became very observant due to her love for dancing. This little girl would always watch other dancers, to see how they danced. Often taking notes and tips to help her improve her own dancing. Annali has an eye for detail and notices the smallest things which others couldn't, which makes lying to this darling very difficult.
Determined/Passionate; When Annali gets into something, she lives for it - it pretty much becomes her life; just as dancing did. She was intrigued the first time she witnessed dancing, and it quickly grew on her; to the point where she takes dancing seriously. It's not her hobby, it's her passion. Even though Annali is still young, she knows that dancing will forever be her passion. As she is not only passionate about it, she is good at it too.
Stubborn; One of Annali's strengths, is also one of her major flaws. She has never been known to give up, and she always pushes herself until her muscles ache and till she is about to fall asleep on her feet. She is very eager to learn, and is determined the never give up. However, her stubbornness can become annoying quite easily; as she often pesters others when she wants to find out something that they wont tell her or when she doesn't get something that she wants.
Creative; In life, any sort of artist needs to have creativity in order to succeed in life. As a dancer, Annali's creativity isn't used in any sort of painting or creation of music; but instead the development of dancing. With the music playing in the background, this young bean can imagine a dance piece in her mind and bring it to life. Although, Annali's main strengths lie in dancing; she is often very intrigued by the work that painters can produce and will linger around to watch their work.
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Namara; When frightened, Namara's cuddles are the best. Her mother's presence always soothes Annali's nerves. Annali loves how open her mother is when Nekri is around, and she knows that she can cause a bit of trouble and do activities that wont have her father trailing after her. When Namara's working, Annali will often come to visit, and being the observant bean she is; will watch her mother's movements carefully as she tends to a client. If given a choice, Annali would rather dance with her mother, as she is more graceful and wont stumble as much as Nekri does.
Nekri; Having a father that hovers over you nearly all the time, can easily become a bit of a nuisance. At times, he can become a bit annoying and Annali will quite happily tell her father to leave her alone, but most of the time, she isn't bothered by it. Annali has taken an interest in her father's culture, and is intrigued whenever she hears him speaking in Greek. Recently, she has asked her father to teach her how to speak in Greek as she thinks it would be a good skill to have in the future. Annali is definitely a daddy's girl and will spend most of her free time playing with him; which seems to be a win-win for both. Annali is usually called 'little dancer' by her father and in return, she calls her father 'trippy'. As she had been teaching him how to dance and he tripped (much to Annali's amusement).
Cloud; When Cloud's around, Annali knows it's time to have some fun. As soon as Cloud walks into the house, Annali is launching herself at her, eager for one of her warm hugs. She buries her nose into Cloud's fur, and all she can smell is the natural scent of forest; a scent which Annali finds very comforting. There is one trait that Annali has gotten from her grandmother, and that is their love for hiding in snow. Annali thinks that it's the funnest game ever, and will only play it with her grandmother. She always says it's 'their special thing'.
Amie; When Annali first heard Amie says something somewhat mean to her, Annali turned around and said something (that she probably thought was mean) right back at her. After that, Amie had apologized and Annali had then tackled her aunt, declaring that she had won the imaginary battle. Annali is easily amused by her aunt's mean-spirit and whenever she says something that could hurt someone, Annali will just laugh and brush it off. Amie's taunts don't bother her at all, and she always says that Amie's mean-spirit gives her some interesting 'quirks'.
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foods; sour/bitter foods, mushrooms, chewy
foods, avocado, asparagus
drinks; orange juice, coca-cola, plain milk
activity; soccer, contact sports, play
fighting
season; summer, spring
colour; brown, pink, black, bright colours
books; suspense, historical, scientific
movies; horror, mystery, documentaries
others; mud, dirt, rude beans, being alone,
spiders, the dark, being yelled at, getting in
trouble, the heat, getting sunburn, thunder
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foods; strawberries, marshmallows, candy, apples, watermelon
drinks; lemonade, apple juice, milkshakes
activity; dancing, collecting flowers, playing with friends, exploring, having her father read to her,
playing in the snow
season; winter, autumn
colour; teal, white, cream, grey
books; romance, fiction, supernatural
movies; comedy, action, romance
others; spending time with family/friends, butterflies, snow, rain
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ [ to live is to dance, to dance is to live ] ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
" ＴＨＥ ＳＮＯＷ ＤＡＹ "
The young bean’s eyes were opened wide with amazement as she stared out the window, her face pressed up against the glass. With every breath that she drew, a cloud of fog would spread over the window and she would quickly wipe it away with her paw so she could continuing enjoying the view.
It was the first time she had seen anything like this before.
Usually, when she looked out the window every morning, she would see the lush green grass and the sun, rising over the horizon. But this morning, she had woken up to something new and different. It made her oddly excited.
Instead of the green grass, all she saw was white.
This white stuff was floating down from above, and it coated the streets, the trees and even their house. The float of these little white things reminded Annali of dancing; it was almost graceful and peaceful.
Curiously, Annali lifted the latch on the window and pushed it open. Her teeth chattered lightly at the cold breeze, but she ignored it as she reached out of the window to feel the white stuff. A few bits landed in the palm of her paw and she stared at it curiously.
It was so light, she could barely tell it was there. It was also very cold.
Too distracted by her new discovery, she didn’t notice her father’s presence until she felt him grab her and throw her into the air. “What are you doing my little dancer?” He asked, as he tickled her sides.
Annali laughed and pushed her father’s hands away. “The white stuff!” She squealed as she escaped his grasp, running back to the open window. “Look at it daddy, it’s everywhere!”
“That’s called snow sweetie.” Nekri said as he crouched down beside Annali.
“Snow?” She questioned, tilting her head slightly to look at her dad. “It’s pretty daddy.”
“It is, isn’t it?”
Annali nodded her head eagerly in agreement before quickly rushing away, pulling open the back door and running outside before anyone could stop her.
The crisp air was cold and she shivered, crouching down to get a better look at the snow underneath her. Gently she poked and prodded at it, before coming to the conclusion that it was safe.
With a giggle she picked up a few clumps of snow, loving the feeling of it in-between her fingers. Annali glanced over her shoulder to look at her father, grinning as she stood there, watching her like he usually did. Nekri was always so protective of her, not that she minded that much.
Abruptly, Annali rolled the snow in her paws into a ball and threw it in the direction of her father.
The little girl laughed as she saw the look on her father’s face as the snow ball hit him, the cold snow dripping off the edge of his muzzle. Annali fell back into the snow, holding her stomach as she laughed.
But her laughing stopped suddenly as she noticed a snow ball coming in her direction, she squealed and scrambled to her feet; narrowly dodging the snow ball. To taunt her father even more, she poked her tongue out at him, quickly scooping up more snow. But before she could throw it, Annali was grabbed by her father and throw into the air.
Annali squealed loudly, and tried to push Nekri away from her.
“Put me down daddy!” She laughed.
“What is going on out here?”
Annali froze as she heard her mother’s voice, and tried to move in her father’s so she were able to see Namara. “We’re playing in the snow mummy.” She said, holding up the snow ball which she still had.
“Me and daddy were having a snow fight! I hit him in the face, he looked funny!” Annali laughed, finally managing to twist out of her father’s grip. She skipped over to where her mother stood, giggling as she hide behind her legs. “Attack mummy!” She urged, giving Namara her premade snow ball.
Nekri held up his hands in surrender. “Okay, okay, I give up.”
Annali shook her head as she made her own snow ball. “Fire!” She squealed, throwing her snow ball at Nekri just as Namara threw her own.
Annali laughed as she watched her father continuously get hit by snow, eventually he tripped over his own paws and Annali rushed forward, jumping on her father. “Trippy is down!” She shouted, calling him by the nickname she had given him.
“I win!” Annali shouted again, as she was pulled into a tight embrace. Her father’s hugs were warm, and she couldn’t help but smile brightly.
“Come on my little dancer, better get you inside before you get a cold.” Nekri said as she stood up, still holding Annali in his arms.
“But I wanna play in the snow.” Annali whined with a little frown on her face as her father carried her inside.
