[~Butterfly Bones~]

Her hex codes:
FFF7DC ████
FCCCC1 ████
F9A1A5 ████
F5758A ████
7E918E ████

Username::

Larimar

Her Name::

Hanesa

Her Story::

Hanesa is a very difficult Tundra to be around. Simply because she's so manipulative. Well of course no one notices at first, simply because she's so lovely and sweet, but behind the facade is a cold, calculating figure who's not afraid to show her bad sides when she needs them. She plays on the sympathies of others often pretending to be injured or weak. In truth she's hardly either and can be ruthless if given the chance.

Her song::

Mordred's Lullaby

Why did she turn bad::

Hanesa was never this way. Never chose this for herself. No it was chosen for her. Long ago she had a mate and a precious son. They were happy and she, she held such a precious love. Until they were taken from her. She learned of the predators that had murdered her son and mate and felt chilled. In her grief she tracked down the killers and knew the feeling of bloodlust. Of vengeance. She never forgave and never forgot her loss, her spirit growing bitter and her poison as potent she held that grudge. She found that other tundras that liked to spare her, pity her and in her anger she let them. And while they gave and gave to her, she took until they had nothing left and in the night she would leave. Roaming from group to group, she took all that was offered and offered nothing back, growing colder and colder.

[~Butterfly Bones~]

Bloop~

[Wileyfangs]

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Username::

Larimar

Her Name::

Hanesa

Her Story::

Hanesa is a very difficult Tundra to be around. Simply because she's so manipulative. Well of course no one notices at first, simply because she's so lovely and sweet, but behind the facade is a cold, calculating figure who's not afraid to show her bad sides when she needs them. She plays on the sympathies of others often pretending to be injured or weak. In truth she's hardly either and can be ruthless if given the chance.

Her song::

Mordred's Lullaby

Why did she turn bad::

Hanesa was never this way. Never chose this for herself. No it was chosen for her. Long ago she had a mate and a precious son. They were happy and she, she held such a precious love. Until they were taken from her. She learned of the predators that had murdered her son and mate and felt chilled. In her grief she tracked down the killers and knew the feeling of bloodlust. Of vengeance. She never forgave and never forgot her loss, her spirit growing bitter and her poison as potent she held that grudge. She found that other tundras that liked to spare her, pity her and in her anger she let them. And while they gave and gave to her, she took until they had nothing left and in the night she would leave. Roaming from group to group, she took all that was offered and offered nothing back, growing colder and colder.

[~Butterfly Bones~]

bumpers

[TipsyBearTender]

Never mind XD Sorry got exited with this one -.-'

[~Butterfly Bones~]

two days left!

[~Butterfly Bones~]

Congratulations you win this girl

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Username::

Larimar

Her Name::

Hanesa

Her Story::

Hanesa is a very difficult Tundra to be around. Simply because she's so manipulative. Well of course no one notices at first, simply because she's so lovely and sweet, but behind the facade is a cold, calculating figure who's not afraid to show her bad sides when she needs them. She plays on the sympathies of others often pretending to be injured or weak. In truth she's hardly either and can be ruthless if given the chance.

Her song::

Mordred's Lullaby

Why did she turn bad::

Hanesa was never this way. Never chose this for herself. No it was chosen for her. Long ago she had a mate and a precious son. They were happy and she, she held such a precious love. Until they were taken from her. She learned of the predators that had murdered her son and mate and felt chilled. In her grief she tracked down the killers and knew the feeling of bloodlust. Of vengeance. She never forgave and never forgot her loss, her spirit growing bitter and her poison as potent she held that grudge. She found that other tundras that liked to spare her, pity her and in her anger she let them. And while they gave and gave to her, she took until they had nothing left and in the night she would leave. Roaming from group to group, she took all that was offered and offered nothing back, growing colder and colder.

[Wileyfangs]

Ahhh thank you so much! I promise to take good care of her! ;W;