Name
My name is Fyrenia
Gender
I am a female Fire Guardian.
Personality
I am fierce
I protect what I deem important to myself with my life. Things do not get past me. I fight for my rights, and for those of others. I am not one to back down easily.
I am strong
As I have said before, I do not back down easily. I am not one to be pushed around. I am not one to take orders. I command myself and myself only. No one may command me. No one may challenge me.
I am beautiful
I have a pretty coat. My fire is a color that glows in a natural, yet unnatural glow. My fur is a silky white, with nice swirls.
I am smart
I'm good in my classes. I work hard to achieve what I must. I strive to be the best in my class. I want to be better than the others.
I am not special.
I am no different from all the others. I am no fiercer, no stronger, no prettier, no smarter. I wish I was special.[/right]
Theme Song
"Creep" by RadioHead
This song explains me. It explains what I wish I were, and what I truly am.....though "freak" would be more accurate than "creep".
Story
I lay in the shadows, watching the others. Watching Vasilissa. She does not notice me, in her selfish haze. I could be wrong about her, I suppose. But I'm rarely wrong.
I curl my lips as she dances, laughing, with her friends, completely oblivious to the problems with the world. She gets to be her; gorgeous, intelligent, loved. She gets to be the one who goes to the Academy.
Not me.
Vasilissa is special. I'm not special.
I huff angrily, my tail flicking. The shadows caress my fur, and a coolness envelopes me. The heat has truly been getting to me, making me bitter. Summer is a terrible time. Winter and Fall is better. Then, it's not blistering hot.
Sighing, I push myself up off the ground.
I whisper longingly. If only I could join with them, become a shadow......That would be better than being myself. Than being invisible.
Alas, I think to myself, it cannot be. I must be a ghost.
Vasilissa and her friends are leaving. Today, Rose is with them. I pay one last goodbye to the shadows, whose hands grip me, pleading for me to stay. I smile, but it's time to follow Vasilissa.
Sunset has come, and Vasilissa splits off from the group. I smile. It's almost time.
Then my smile disappears. Rose is with her. This wasn't supposed to happen. Vasilissa was supposed to be alone, not with another. I narrow my eyes.
Suddenly, I change my attitude. This coul dbe even better, I suppose. My smile returns as I see a large male with yellowish-green fire step away from a wall.
He trailed off, looking at me from the sides of his eyes. I snort.
I say, a fierceness in my command that cannot be mistaken.
He nods, then is gone.
I sit back into the shadows.
I wait.
Suddenly, screams erupt.
I knew this would happen, yet I jump at the sound anyway. I hear a sound of grunting, then a sickening crack. I cringe, even though I know it's best. For me and Vasilissa.
I turn the corner, and I see someone scuttle from the alleyway. Good. Rose is gone. My held high, I pad silently to the alley. I'm eager to see her gone. Maybe she'll see her parents in the afterlife, or her brother.
I step into the alleyway, and see the male standing over a body.
He steps aside, and I glance eagerly at the body...
And snarl.
I bare my teeth, snapping at Shrat. Though he's much larger than me, he shrinks at my anger. He's at my mercy now.
I screetch in his face, and he winces.
I laugh bitterly.
I snarl at him, then turn and shred the body that was once Rose. It's best to leave Shrat alive, for now. Besides, it's not as if Rose is still there. Only her empty shell is here.
Suddenly, I turn, dashing out of the alley. I quickly pick up the scent of Vasilissa, and I let out a quite snarl.
Throwing my head into the crisp, night air, i let out a howl. One that the Balkar will understand.
The hunt has begun.
I lay in the shadows, watching the others. Watching Vasilissa. She does not notice me, in her selfish haze. I could be wrong about her, I suppose. But I'm rarely wrong.
I curl my lips as she dances, laughing, with her friends, completely oblivious to the problems with the world. She gets to be her; gorgeous, intelligent, loved. She gets to be the one who goes to the Academy.
Not me.
Vasilissa is special. I'm not special.
I wish I was special....
I huff angrily, my tail flicking. The shadows caress my fur, and a coolness envelopes me. The heat has truly been getting to me, making me bitter. Summer is a terrible time. Winter and Fall is better. Then, it's not blistering hot.
Sighing, I push myself up off the ground.
Goodbye, shadows.
I whisper longingly. If only I could join with them, become a shadow......That would be better than being myself. Than being invisible.
Alas, I think to myself, it cannot be. I must be a ghost.
Vasilissa and her friends are leaving. Today, Rose is with them. I pay one last goodbye to the shadows, whose hands grip me, pleading for me to stay. I smile, but it's time to follow Vasilissa.
Sunset has come, and Vasilissa splits off from the group. I smile. It's almost time.
Then my smile disappears. Rose is with her. This wasn't supposed to happen. Vasilissa was supposed to be alone, not with another. I narrow my eyes.
Suddenly, I change my attitude. This coul dbe even better, I suppose. My smile returns as I see a large male with yellowish-green fire step away from a wall.
Fyrenia wrote:Is it all in place?
Large Male wrote:Yes, ma'am. They're nearing the alley. It would be easier if it was only Vasilissa.......
He trailed off, looking at me from the sides of his eyes. I snort.
Fyrenia wrote:Do not worry about the other, the one with the pink fire. Just worry about Vasilissa.
I say, a fierceness in my command that cannot be mistaken.
He nods, then is gone.
I sit back into the shadows.
I wait.
Suddenly, screams erupt.
I knew this would happen, yet I jump at the sound anyway. I hear a sound of grunting, then a sickening crack. I cringe, even though I know it's best. For me and Vasilissa.
I turn the corner, and I see someone scuttle from the alleyway. Good. Rose is gone. My held high, I pad silently to the alley. I'm eager to see her gone. Maybe she'll see her parents in the afterlife, or her brother.
I step into the alleyway, and see the male standing over a body.
Fyrenia wrote:Move aside, Shrat. I must see your work.
He steps aside, and I glance eagerly at the body...
And snarl.
I bare my teeth, snapping at Shrat. Though he's much larger than me, he shrinks at my anger. He's at my mercy now.
Fyrenia wrote:That's not Vasilissa! That's Rose!
I screetch in his face, and he winces.
Shrat wrote:I know. Rose tried to attack me, so I took care of her. By the time I was finished, though, Vasilissa was gone. I'm sorry. You do not have to pay me.
I laugh bitterly.
Fyrenia wrote:It's not about money, you fool! I needed her dead! I needed her life! Now I can't become her! I can only become Rose now!
I snarl at him, then turn and shred the body that was once Rose. It's best to leave Shrat alive, for now. Besides, it's not as if Rose is still there. Only her empty shell is here.
Suddenly, I turn, dashing out of the alley. I quickly pick up the scent of Vasilissa, and I let out a quite snarl.
Throwing my head into the crisp, night air, i let out a howl. One that the Balkar will understand.
The hunt has begun.
Vasilissa (c) Arula Nischala
Story/Personality (c) Arula Nischala
Fire Guardians (c) Painted Paws and Swift_kill
Fire Guardian Adoptable (c) Darry, from Darry Wesker
