username;; hobbit geek
name;; flower
what is she allergic to;; she is oddly allergic to flowers, it makes her sneeze and her face to become red. But she does try to come to one up close even if it makes her miserable.
art;; made for me by Cerynitian


I M D I F F E R E N T
The Basics
|Username, Please?|
DaringAsh. Most call me Daring,
some call me Daru. Please don't
call me Ash, though. That's my
mother's name.
|What is her name?|
Monarcha. Monarcha Papilio
Gaudium.Some of her nicknames
are Mon,Monar, Monarch,
Butterfly,and occasionally Chrysalis. I
named her this because Monarcha
is the genus name and Papilio
is the species name for a monarch
butterfly. If you didn't already
know this, there are seven
levels of classification. Kingdom,
phylum, class, order, family,
genus, and species. Basic
science. Guadium is Latin
for flight.
|Allergies|
She does not have just one,
but many. Below is a myriad
of allergies, all belonging to
her.
1. Dairy. Whenever she eats
anything that is dairy, she starts
coughing, gains a sore throat,
and earns a rash inside her esophagus.
This includes milk chocolate-
it's like the kiss of death.
A very delicious kiss of
death.
2. Pollen. This one is rather
ironic considering her design. The
symptoms are sneezing, a rash
wherever the pollen touched,
and watery eyes.
3.
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My name is Monarcha. And this
is my diary. If you are reading this, cut it out.
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A Kiamara is a wolf-like creature. They have
long, fluffy manes on the top of their heads,
running down between their shoulders.
They all have spots on their bodies-
a trait in which will never be bred out of
their DNA. They also have feathers-
every Kiamara is given feathers
when they reach the age of 2 years
old. Their diet consists of fruit as
well as meat- they
prey on similar creatures
that wolves would. Kiamaras
can be very shy before they get
to know you. Can you
win a Kiamara's heart?










Just when the
caterpillar
thought the
world was over,
it became
a butterfly.
~ proverb
"The most beautiful things
in the world cannot
be seen or even touched,
they must be felt
with the heart." ~ Helen Keller

Beautiful and graceful,
varied and enchanting,
small but approachable,
butterflies lead you
to the sunny side of life.
And everyone deserves
a little sunshine.
~Jeffrey Glassberg
May the wings of the
butterfly kiss the sun
And find your shoulder
to light on,
To bring you luck,
happiness
and riches
Today,
tomorrow
and beyond.
~ Irish Blessing

Love is like a butterfly:
It goes where it pleases
and it pleases wherever it goes.
~ Author Unknown
The green grass
and the happy skies
court the fluttering butterflies.
~Terri Guillemets


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