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↟ Username ↟
BurningSnow
↟ Name ↟
Kivuli Kijani
("green shadow" in Swahili)
↟ Gender ↟
Female
↟ Age ↟
Around 22 to 23 years of age, but Kivy isn't so sure of
her actual birthday. This doesn't bother her though, she treats
her whole life like it's her birthday.
↟ Sexuality ↟
Kivy isn't all that sure what her sexuality is precisely, for
there hasn't been a chance for her to really know. She tries to
keep herself away from others lest her emotions run too wild
for her to control. It is unlikely for her to be against same-sex
relationships, considering she's very open-minded.
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↟ Username ↟
BurningSnow
↟ Name ↟
Kivuli Kijani
("green shadow" in Swahili)
↟ Gender ↟
Female
↟ Age ↟
Around 22 to 23 years of age, but Kivy isn't so sure of
her actual birthday. This doesn't bother her though, she treats
her whole life like it's her birthday.
↟ Sexuality ↟
Kivy isn't all that sure what her sexuality is precisely, for
there hasn't been a chance for her to really know. She tries to
keep herself away from others lest her emotions run too wild
for her to control. It is unlikely for her to be against same-sex
relationships, considering she's very open-minded.
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↟ Shadow's name ↟
Kicheko
("laughter" in Swahili)
↟ Shadow's Gender ↟
Kivy doesn't believe in Shadow genders, considering that they
aren't technically living. Kivy kind of treats her shadow like a
pokemon, calling it by its name instead of saying "him" or "her."
↟ Shadow's Main Traits ↟
Goofy, silly, upbeat, clingy, cheery, and extremely mischievous.
This little pick-pocket has people literally running for their money,
trying to catch the sneaky little rodent! Kivy never knew until
meeting Kicheko that a rodent could hold so much personality.
Kivy isn't sure of the gender, so she just calls Kicheko by its name,
and sometimes Kivy will slip and call it a 'her'. The creature doesn't
seem to mind the slips, but Kivy tries to avoid them anyway.
Kicheko, or Cheeky as Kivy sometimes refers to her as, is essentially
Kivy's partner in crime. Kicheko matches Kivy's personality
very nicely, and they can always be seen goofing off with each
other and joking and laughing.
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↟ Shadow's name ↟
Kicheko
("laughter" in Swahili)
↟ Shadow's Gender ↟
Kivy doesn't believe in Shadow genders, considering that they
aren't technically living. Kivy kind of treats her shadow like a
pokemon, calling it by its name instead of saying "him" or "her."
↟ Shadow's Main Traits ↟
Goofy, silly, upbeat, clingy, cheery, and extremely mischievous.
This little pick-pocket has people literally running for their money,
trying to catch the sneaky little rodent! Kivy never knew until
meeting Kicheko that a rodent could hold so much personality.
Kivy isn't sure of the gender, so she just calls Kicheko by its name,
and sometimes Kivy will slip and call it a 'her'. The creature doesn't
seem to mind the slips, but Kivy tries to avoid them anyway.
Kicheko, or Cheeky as Kivy sometimes refers to her as, is essentially
Kivy's partner in crime. Kicheko matches Kivy's personality
very nicely, and they can always be seen goofing off with each
other and joking and laughing.
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↟ Personality ↟
Kivuli, or rather Kivy as a shortened version of her name, values joy and laughter over anything. She always strives to be happy and optimistic, loving life to the fullest even if there are times when she is sad. She's always cheery and upbeat, and is hardly ever down in the dumps. Some people can fall victim to bad days or rough mornings, but Kivy can always be seen with a bright smile on her face, and a skip in her step. Well, almost always. This version of Kivy is the main version, the type of Kivy that's turned on almost always. There are two other sides to Kivy, and neither are all that pleasant. The second version of her, is anger. This side of her rarely comes out, and it would take a great deal of effort to make Kivy, the innocent and happy-go-lucky gal, angry. But when anger comes out to bubble on the surface, all hell will inevitably turn loose. Kivy's anger is a force not meant to be reckoned with, and the saying "seeing red" has never been more accurate in this instance. However, no one but her shadow has seen her in this angry state, and she only remembers getting angry only ten or twelve times in her existence. Now, the final side of her is jealousy. Did you think it was going to be something akin to sadness? No, as said before, Kivy is never sad. She just wasn't built to be sad or depressed. Now, her jealousy comes into light more often than anger does. It will only take a slight twinge of jealousy, and Kivy will be sent spiraling into fits of jealous actions, words, and at times, insecurity and self-loathing. This reason pushes her away from anybody else, not liking the idea of being in such a state so easily. She wishes for a relationship that will last her a lifetime, with the perfect soul mate, but she knows that her jealousy would eventually be the downfall of any sort of romance. Now, with all three of these "emotional states," Kivy is still one person. She's just built with only three emotions, and these emotions are so strong, that once she feels them, it's like she's a complete stranger. While all her thoughts are still with her, Kivy usually has little to no control over the three emotions that she has, making her appear to have three different persons inside her. What she doesn't know is that there is a fourth emotion lying in the charm that her shadow carries, and Kicheko will release this emotion from its hold when the time is right. This emotion will overpower all three of the other emotions, and bring with it all the other emotions that Kivy doesn't have. Love can't come without fear, sadness, and all those other minuscule emotions that everyone takes for granted. Kicheko is only able to release it when Kivy has found her soul mate, however, for the emotion is true love. Aside from her dominant emotions, Kivy is very spiritual, and one with nature. She's a vegetarian, and always has some sort of explanation for the things around her. Everything happens for a reason in her eyes. She also believes that the reason she has a triquetra in her right eye is because of the three emotions she has, but she has never known for sure.
↟ Livelihood ↟
Ah, now we get into the fun part of Kivy's existence, if it wasn't already hectic enough, her job! Well, more of an occupation really, as she doesn't get paid to do it. Kivy is a thief. She isn't the type of thief that robs large banks and jewelry stores, but rather small things like bakery shops, or something akin to food. Of course, Kivy isn't able to eat since she's a doll, but she takes food to feed to the woodland creatures that barely get any due to people not taking proper care of forests. Kivy takes what she needs, rather than what she wants, and tries to take the bare minimum. Not because she feels guilty for stealing from those with too much riches, but because it's easier to stay off of wanted posters if you take what people won't notice are missing. Her pal, Kicheko, mainly helps out with the pick-pocketing process, being small enough to fit into money pouches, and quick enough not to be seen. The bouncy little rodent has also helped her escape holding cells countless times before. She steals for a living, but that doesn't mean she's all that good at it! Kivy is too carefree and chipper to be sneaky and stealthy. She's got the balance of a baby deer, and her clumsiness sometimes baffles her shadow, who would've thought that a deer would be elegant and graceful. The only reason she gets by is because she's fast and light on her feet, even if most times she ends up running into things or tripping over her own legs, and because of her dear shadow. Usually, she'll just stick to stealing loaves of bread, or a couple apples every day until the shop-owners come to recognize her shady appearance. Then she sticks to stealing gold coins from passing civilians, who have way to much for their own good. Kivy hates almost nothing except for the people who buy three cakes when others don't even have enough for a loaf of tasteless bread. You could say the higher-class are one of the reasons her anger bubbles to the surface. When she steals gold coins, she either uses them to buy more goodies for the woodland animals, to give them to those poorer than the ones she robbed, or to get her dagger sharpened or upgraded. Her dagger is merely used for protection lest she ever find herself in a sticky situation, and also for looks. Usually people try not to mess with a centaur lady carrying a dagger. Her coin purse usually contains the earnings of the day, and at some times, Kicheko. Of course, the small rodent isn't extremely small, and its head usually pokes out whenever it decides to take a break.
↟ The Lucky Charm ↟
Are you curious about what Kicheko is made from? So is Kivy! You see, Kicheko doesn't talk much, or at all really. The small rodent mainly communicates with gestures and facial features. So things like how Cheeky was made into a shadow are a bit harder to explain than the simple things like whether it wants to go left or right. Well, the story of how Kicheko was made dates back into the early 1900's. 1914 to be exact, and we all now what was going on at that time, don't we? Yes, World War 1. Usually, when people think about wars, especially a war as serious as the Great War, they try to distance themselves. Generalize the soldiers that died until they feel numb about it. Well, let's dig deeper, and head to personalize a lovely couple's experience. There was once a young woman who fell in love with a young man. He was chivalrous, a real gentleman, and he fell in love with the young woman in his early twenties. The two got married, and had a happy life. They grew older, both around the age of twenty-eight, with a small baby girl on the way. Two weeks after the child was born, the young man was drafted into World War 1. The young woman was heartbroken, sobbing and begging him not to go. He was torn, for the woman he loved looked so hopeless, yet his country needed him. He left before his daughter turned one year old, and the young woman was left to raise the child on her own, frequently sending letters and receiving them. Well, one day, the woman saw a shiny four-leaf clover charm in the window of a store. The store-owner promised it would bring good luck, and even though the woman had no money to spare, she bought it anyway, immediately sending it to her beloved husband in a letter. He wrote back a couple of days later, thanking her and telling how much he loved it, and how he wore it on his uniform as proudly as he wore his medals. The woman was glad she could make him happy, and went on with this process for the next five months, all the while the man telling her how much he loved the young woman and his daughter. On the sixth month, the young woman got a letter, but it was not from her husband as she first expected. It was a letter of condolence, for her husband had died fighting for his country. The woman completely broke down, clinging onto the love she held for her daughter as she fought to stay strong. At the funeral, a man in a uniform, claiming to be the soldier her husband died saving, handed her a letter. He said his dear friend, her husband, never got a chance to send the letter before he passed away. The woman tore it open on the spot, tear tracks still running down her cheeks.
"Dear Cheryl,
I am deeply sorrowful at the moment, for I have misplaced the lovely charm you gave me. I feel empty going out onto the battle field without it, for it brought me a feeling of luck and your love. I almost cried this morning as I discovered its absence, and I found myself unwilling to continue the day. As soon as I can, I will search forever until I find it again, and once I do, I will display it once more in its rightful place beside my medals. Tell our dear daughter that every day I will love her, and that daddy will be home soon. I love you, and I hope to see you soon.
Your Fighting Soldier,
Gibson."
Oh how the poor woman sobbed, and how she desperately wished to clutch her husband's lively form, and to tell him that she loved him also. She also wished for the trinket, wanting to clutch it so that she could have something left of her husband's. She cried miserably that day, thinking of her husband and how her daughter had to grow up not knowing him. However, the young woman told her stories of her father, and allowed the girl to read the letters her father sent to them. What no one knew was that the young man had put the charm under his pillow that night, forgetting in the morning where he had hid it. It lay there under his pillow after his death, the charm casting its own shadow of despair for not being able to be buried along with its master. That is why Kicheko was made, out of loss and true love. The charm the shadow carries holds the true love that the young couple had, and Kicheko promised to share this beautiful emotion with someone else. Her Doll, Kivy, seemed like the perfect candidate, and when Kivy's true love comes walking in, Kicheko will release the young couple's bottled love. Along with it, Cheeky will also release the memories the two shared with each other for Kivy to experience, so that the young couple and their daughter won't turn fuzzy in the sea of loss and sadness. Kicheko also made a promise to never let anything happen to Kivy's true love - like the way she did to the young man until the day he didn't wear it - even though the small rodent isn't exactly sure of who that is yet.
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↟ Personality ↟
Kivuli, or rather Kivy as a shortened version of her name, values joy and laughter over anything. She always strives to be happy and optimistic, loving life to the fullest even if there are times when she is sad. She's always cheery and upbeat, and is hardly ever down in the dumps. Some people can fall victim to bad days or rough mornings, but Kivy can always be seen with a bright smile on her face, and a skip in her step. Well, almost always. This version of Kivy is the main version, the type of Kivy that's turned on almost always. There are two other sides to Kivy, and neither are all that pleasant. The second version of her, is anger. This side of her rarely comes out, and it would take a great deal of effort to make Kivy, the innocent and happy-go-lucky gal, angry. But when anger comes out to bubble on the surface, all hell will inevitably turn loose. Kivy's anger is a force not meant to be reckoned with, and the saying "seeing red" has never been more accurate in this instance. However, no one but her shadow has seen her in this angry state, and she only remembers getting angry only ten or twelve times in her existence. Now, the final side of her is jealousy. Did you think it was going to be something akin to sadness? No, as said before, Kivy is never sad. She just wasn't built to be sad or depressed. Now, her jealousy comes into light more often than anger does. It will only take a slight twinge of jealousy, and Kivy will be sent spiraling into fits of jealous actions, words, and at times, insecurity and self-loathing. This reason pushes her away from anybody else, not liking the idea of being in such a state so easily. She wishes for a relationship that will last her a lifetime, with the perfect soul mate, but she knows that her jealousy would eventually be the downfall of any sort of romance. Now, with all three of these "emotional states," Kivy is still one person. She's just built with only three emotions, and these emotions are so strong, that once she feels them, it's like she's a complete stranger. While all her thoughts are still with her, Kivy usually has little to no control over the three emotions that she has, making her appear to have three different persons inside her. What she doesn't know is that there is a fourth emotion lying in the charm that her shadow carries, and Kicheko will release this emotion from its hold when the time is right. This emotion will overpower all three of the other emotions, and bring with it all the other emotions that Kivy doesn't have. Love can't come without fear, sadness, and all those other minuscule emotions that everyone takes for granted. Kicheko is only able to release it when Kivy has found her soul mate, however, for the emotion is true love. Aside from her dominant emotions, Kivy is very spiritual, and one with nature. She's a vegetarian, and always has some sort of explanation for the things around her. Everything happens for a reason in her eyes. She also believes that the reason she has a triquetra in her right eye is because of the three emotions she has, but she has never known for sure.
↟ Livelihood ↟
Ah, now we get into the fun part of Kivy's existence, if it wasn't already hectic enough, her job! Well, more of an occupation really, as she doesn't get paid to do it. Kivy is a thief. She isn't the type of thief that robs large banks and jewelry stores, but rather small things like bakery shops, or something akin to food. Of course, Kivy isn't able to eat since she's a doll, but she takes food to feed to the woodland creatures that barely get any due to people not taking proper care of forests. Kivy takes what she needs, rather than what she wants, and tries to take the bare minimum. Not because she feels guilty for stealing from those with too much riches, but because it's easier to stay off of wanted posters if you take what people won't notice are missing. Her pal, Kicheko, mainly helps out with the pick-pocketing process, being small enough to fit into money pouches, and quick enough not to be seen. The bouncy little rodent has also helped her escape holding cells countless times before. She steals for a living, but that doesn't mean she's all that good at it! Kivy is too carefree and chipper to be sneaky and stealthy. She's got the balance of a baby deer, and her clumsiness sometimes baffles her shadow, who would've thought that a deer would be elegant and graceful. The only reason she gets by is because she's fast and light on her feet, even if most times she ends up running into things or tripping over her own legs, and because of her dear shadow. Usually, she'll just stick to stealing loaves of bread, or a couple apples every day until the shop-owners come to recognize her shady appearance. Then she sticks to stealing gold coins from passing civilians, who have way to much for their own good. Kivy hates almost nothing except for the people who buy three cakes when others don't even have enough for a loaf of tasteless bread. You could say the higher-class are one of the reasons her anger bubbles to the surface. When she steals gold coins, she either uses them to buy more goodies for the woodland animals, to give them to those poorer than the ones she robbed, or to get her dagger sharpened or upgraded. Her dagger is merely used for protection lest she ever find herself in a sticky situation, and also for looks. Usually people try not to mess with a centaur lady carrying a dagger. Her coin purse usually contains the earnings of the day, and at some times, Kicheko. Of course, the small rodent isn't extremely small, and its head usually pokes out whenever it decides to take a break.
↟ The Lucky Charm ↟
Are you curious about what Kicheko is made from? So is Kivy! You see, Kicheko doesn't talk much, or at all really. The small rodent mainly communicates with gestures and facial features. So things like how Cheeky was made into a shadow are a bit harder to explain than the simple things like whether it wants to go left or right. Well, the story of how Kicheko was made dates back into the early 1900's. 1914 to be exact, and we all now what was going on at that time, don't we? Yes, World War 1. Usually, when people think about wars, especially a war as serious as the Great War, they try to distance themselves. Generalize the soldiers that died until they feel numb about it. Well, let's dig deeper, and head to personalize a lovely couple's experience. There was once a young woman who fell in love with a young man. He was chivalrous, a real gentleman, and he fell in love with the young woman in his early twenties. The two got married, and had a happy life. They grew older, both around the age of twenty-eight, with a small baby girl on the way. Two weeks after the child was born, the young man was drafted into World War 1. The young woman was heartbroken, sobbing and begging him not to go. He was torn, for the woman he loved looked so hopeless, yet his country needed him. He left before his daughter turned one year old, and the young woman was left to raise the child on her own, frequently sending letters and receiving them. Well, one day, the woman saw a shiny four-leaf clover charm in the window of a store. The store-owner promised it would bring good luck, and even though the woman had no money to spare, she bought it anyway, immediately sending it to her beloved husband in a letter. He wrote back a couple of days later, thanking her and telling how much he loved it, and how he wore it on his uniform as proudly as he wore his medals. The woman was glad she could make him happy, and went on with this process for the next five months, all the while the man telling her how much he loved the young woman and his daughter. On the sixth month, the young woman got a letter, but it was not from her husband as she first expected. It was a letter of condolence, for her husband had died fighting for his country. The woman completely broke down, clinging onto the love she held for her daughter as she fought to stay strong. At the funeral, a man in a uniform, claiming to be the soldier her husband died saving, handed her a letter. He said his dear friend, her husband, never got a chance to send the letter before he passed away. The woman tore it open on the spot, tear tracks still running down her cheeks.
"Dear Cheryl,
I am deeply sorrowful at the moment, for I have misplaced the lovely charm you gave me. I feel empty going out onto the battle field without it, for it brought me a feeling of luck and your love. I almost cried this morning as I discovered its absence, and I found myself unwilling to continue the day. As soon as I can, I will search forever until I find it again, and once I do, I will display it once more in its rightful place beside my medals. Tell our dear daughter that every day I will love her, and that daddy will be home soon. I love you, and I hope to see you soon.
Your Fighting Soldier,
Gibson."
Oh how the poor woman sobbed, and how she desperately wished to clutch her husband's lively form, and to tell him that she loved him also. She also wished for the trinket, wanting to clutch it so that she could have something left of her husband's. She cried miserably that day, thinking of her husband and how her daughter had to grow up not knowing him. However, the young woman told her stories of her father, and allowed the girl to read the letters her father sent to them. What no one knew was that the young man had put the charm under his pillow that night, forgetting in the morning where he had hid it. It lay there under his pillow after his death, the charm casting its own shadow of despair for not being able to be buried along with its master. That is why Kicheko was made, out of loss and true love. The charm the shadow carries holds the true love that the young couple had, and Kicheko promised to share this beautiful emotion with someone else. Her Doll, Kivy, seemed like the perfect candidate, and when Kivy's true love comes walking in, Kicheko will release the young couple's bottled love. Along with it, Cheeky will also release the memories the two shared with each other for Kivy to experience, so that the young couple and their daughter won't turn fuzzy in the sea of loss and sadness. Kicheko also made a promise to never let anything happen to Kivy's true love - like the way she did to the young man until the day he didn't wear it - even though the small rodent isn't exactly sure of who that is yet.
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↟ Story/pic ↟
Kivuli walked with a bounce in her step down a long dirt road that weaved
through a small trading center, which was located in the middle of Sugare
Village. This Sugare Village was a very small and run-down town built for
all sorts of dolls. Kivy had already set up her own room at the Doll-house
for ball-jointed dolls, but staying in one place for long periods of time were
never Kivy's forte. As she walked, she saw all sorts of plastic and fabricated
dolls. Some looked unnatural, some looked as if they were made to look
like the perfect girl, and others looked as if they had just hopped off of
some intergalactic spaceship. It was fun for Kivy and Cheeky to walk around
and gaze at all the fascinating dolls that lived in the village, sold at the
trading center, and those who came buy the things that others were
selling. There were times when she even saw little animal dolls following
around humanoid dolls. It was quite adorable. Kivy even saw a few ball-
jointed dolls like herself, though she didn't recognize any of them from
the Dollhouse. She hadn't bothered to make herself known to others, not
liking the thought of one of them turning victim to her emotions right after
they befriended her. It was also in her nature to stay back in the shadows
anyhow, not really liking being the center of attention. Today wasn't any
special day, just a day where Kivy and Cheeky felt like getting the heck
outta the Dollhouse. It wasn't anything personal, it's just the two are very
Kivuli walked with a bounce in her step down a long dirt road that weaved
through a small trading center, which was located in the middle of Sugare
Village. This Sugare Village was a very small and run-down town built for
all sorts of dolls. Kivy had already set up her own room at the Doll-house
for ball-jointed dolls, but staying in one place for long periods of time were
never Kivy's forte. As she walked, she saw all sorts of plastic and fabricated
dolls. Some looked unnatural, some looked as if they were made to look
like the perfect girl, and others looked as if they had just hopped off of
some intergalactic spaceship. It was fun for Kivy and Cheeky to walk around
and gaze at all the fascinating dolls that lived in the village, sold at the
trading center, and those who came buy the things that others were
selling. There were times when she even saw little animal dolls following
around humanoid dolls. It was quite adorable. Kivy even saw a few ball-
jointed dolls like herself, though she didn't recognize any of them from
the Dollhouse. She hadn't bothered to make herself known to others, not
liking the thought of one of them turning victim to her emotions right after
they befriended her. It was also in her nature to stay back in the shadows
anyhow, not really liking being the center of attention. Today wasn't any
special day, just a day where Kivy and Cheeky felt like getting the heck
outta the Dollhouse. It wasn't anything personal, it's just the two are very
free-spirited, and it's extremely hard for them to stay
cooped up in the same place for too long of a time. Plus, the two were
craving a certain shop owner's special; the best fuji apples they had ever
seen. These specific apples have become a favorite for the deer and small
forest-dwellers because of their sweet taste. Kivy has also recognized that
the homeless that she gives them to seem to really enjoy them. She wishes
that all could lack the ability and need for food, so that no one would have
to be rich or poor or wealthy or needy. She wishes she could say that she's a
bit like Robin Hood, stealing from the rich to give to the poor, but her motto
is more like, steal from the rich and give to the poor because rich people are
douchebags and they don't deserve what's being stolen from them. It's a bit
more spiteful than Kivy would like to admit. Pushing her thoughts aside, Kivy
walked closer to the apple stand, poking at her money pouch to awaken
Cheeky. The rodent's head immediately popped out of the coin purse, looking
up a bit with curious eyes, awaiting instruction. The movement made the
mouse's little antlers tickle Kivy's side, and she gave a small giggle before
removing the rodent from her ticklish spot. "You did that on purpose!"
she whispered to the animal, who made a squeaking sound as if it were
laughing. Kivy just rolled her eyes at the rodent, gesturing with a point of
her finger towards the apple stand. The tiny mouse-thing squeaked in
understanding, hoping off of her hand towards the apple stand. The two
have done this before, and Kivy knew that one by one Kicheko would bring
cooped up in the same place for too long of a time. Plus, the two were
craving a certain shop owner's special; the best fuji apples they had ever
seen. These specific apples have become a favorite for the deer and small
forest-dwellers because of their sweet taste. Kivy has also recognized that
the homeless that she gives them to seem to really enjoy them. She wishes
that all could lack the ability and need for food, so that no one would have
to be rich or poor or wealthy or needy. She wishes she could say that she's a
bit like Robin Hood, stealing from the rich to give to the poor, but her motto
is more like, steal from the rich and give to the poor because rich people are
douchebags and they don't deserve what's being stolen from them. It's a bit
more spiteful than Kivy would like to admit. Pushing her thoughts aside, Kivy
walked closer to the apple stand, poking at her money pouch to awaken
Cheeky. The rodent's head immediately popped out of the coin purse, looking
up a bit with curious eyes, awaiting instruction. The movement made the
mouse's little antlers tickle Kivy's side, and she gave a small giggle before
removing the rodent from her ticklish spot. "You did that on purpose!"
she whispered to the animal, who made a squeaking sound as if it were
laughing. Kivy just rolled her eyes at the rodent, gesturing with a point of
her finger towards the apple stand. The tiny mouse-thing squeaked in
understanding, hoping off of her hand towards the apple stand. The two
have done this before, and Kivy knew that one by one Kicheko would bring
back an apple, just to go off and fetch another one since they were about as big as it was. Kivy stood there about seven or eight feet away from the stand, glancing about the area around her. "Hey, hey you! You're the thief that's been stealing from my cart! Somebody catch her!" she accusation made Kivy spin her head sharply towards the direction, seeing the old woman selling the apples pointing her - what Kivy assumed to be specially and expensively crafted - cane in her direction. The centaur looked panicked at the cart, seeing Cheeky's head pop up in curiosity, the small rodent probably having been taking it's time searching for the perfect apples. Kivy looked up with wide eyes, literally being the deer in the headlights, as two burly men came running towards her. With one last look at her shadow, knowing the creature would follow her out since it hasn't been spotted yet, Kivy turned and made a beeline for the forest. She knew the twists and turns in there, and she would easily lose them. It seemed as if they gave up as soon as she cleared the forest border, and she ran a couple more yards anyway just to put space between herself and the village. Kivy gave a small sigh at the failure, knowing she should have stood a little further away. Suddenly, something plopped on her head, right on top of her hood. "How come no one saw you, eh?" she asked jokingly, knowing it was her dear shadow. Something bright red dropping in front of her face, and she barely caught it before it hit the ground. It was a perfectly smooth, shiny red apple. Cheeky jumped down on Kivy's shoulder, curling up inside the hood of her cloak. "You sneaky little rodent!" Kivy exclaimed, chuckling, "I taught you well!" Kivy threw the apple up in the air softly and caught it again, laughing a bit as the rodent squeaked away, most likely boasting. "Who do you suppose we give it to?" Kivy asked, turning her head slightly to her shoulder, watching the antlered rodent shrug. Kivy gave a hum, storing it into her coin purse for later. "Maybe we can go check on that mommy deer we saw a couple days ago, eh? She might have already given birth!" Kivy pondered with a glint in her eye, loving the idea of seeing the baby deer. Cheeky nodded excitedly, clapping her little paws together in agreement. "Awesome, let's go find her!" and after that, the two began walking deeper into the woods, in search of the mother deer, who was currently nursing the extremely rare twin deer. You thought Kivy would be excited for one baby deer? Well imagine how she'll react to two, slightly smaller than normal baby deer. Good thing no one is allergic to cuteness, or we'd have a lot of trouble on our hands.
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(Wow, sorry for the long blocks of text, this character just really gave me a lot of muse! I also wish I was better at coding, so apologies for it not being pretty x.x She's absolutely gorgeous, I looked at her and I said, "Holy crap! How the heck is it legal to make something so perfect!?" And then my brother looked at me like I was crazy because I was talking to myself XD Im hoping for this to be my very first BJD! Good luck to all the others! <3)
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