[Wolf's Spirit]

This Lyar'ki seems to shine with some unknown mystical power... Who knows what secrets she holds.

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Gender: Female
Poem about her:

[Scarfire ;]

Username; Scarfire839
Name; Mysticia Sorcerina
Nic-names; Mystic, Sorcy,
Typing color; 4080FF
Companion; Butterfly named Tini

Mysticia is definitely different. She can also be considered a loner, because nobody wants to hang around with her. She is somehow enchanted, yet seemingly cursed at the same time. Other Lyar'ki believe that she is possesed by a demon, and fear that if that demon is awakened inside her, it could be the end of them. In reality, she is simply enchanted. That enchantment has apparently come with a curse, however.

The enchantment is having mystical, sorceress-powers. The curse, is everybody runs from her. Lyar'ki and other animlas alike. Mysticia is often depressed seeing everybody run away from her. She often goes to a hollow in the meadow and lies down, and sometimes creating potions to enhance foliage in the forest. She is extremely connected to the natural world, and always uses her powers to enhance it.

Mysticia was a very depressed Lyar'ki, given everyone always running from her. She used to be a very happy and energetic child, joyfully running around, and playing with her friends. Eventually, she became depressed. At first, she was plain sad. Then, she became lonely, and soon, fell into a deep pit of depression. She's been slowly working out of it, simply accepting the fact that Lyar'ki don't like her. She is nearly back to her old self, and enjoys life.

"Name's Mysticia, don't wear it out.
Seriously, don't."

Coming soon





WIP

[Wolf's Spirit]

Awesome form so far ^^

[tinkerpup12]

hey could i adopt this one?

[Wolf's Spirit]

Yeah, all you have to do is fill out the form found above.

[Wolf's Spirit]

*Pokes*

[tawnypelt3]

I would love to fill out a form for her. C:

Username: tawnypelt3

Gender: Female

Poem about her:

Snow in a cave,
Prismatic glitters on a smooth wall,
The little fox sleeps,
Insect darting by her face.

Blue eyes blink open,
Nose wrinkling at morning light.
Butterfly flutters in her face,
Jubilant in the new day.

The little fox stretches,
Tail curling out,
Mouth open in a yawn,
Light dappled fur rippling in motion.

Little fox sleeping,
Little fox wakes,
Little ears twitching
At the dancing snowflakes.

Welp, that's my best try. I just refer to her as a fox because they seem to be a very fox-like species. Hope that's okay. ^^

Edit: Sort of forgot to mention... it's hard to tell, but my poem is hinting that she has a sort of... affinity for winter. Like snowflakes and making it snow. She just sort of has "power" over it, but it's a very natural feeling that can't really be brought on consciously, so she can't just think "Make it snooooow!" and it'll snow. I have this image in my head of her almost gliding through drifts of the fluffy white stuff; that'd be her affinity, allowing her to move through the snow with ease, as though it were drifting away from her rather than her pushing through it.


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[Wolf's Spirit]

I would love to fill out a form for her. C:

Username: tawnypelt3

Gender: Female

Poem about her:

Snow in a cave,
Prismatic glitters on a smooth wall,
The little fox sleeps,
Insect darting by her face.

Blue eyes blink open,
Nose wrinkling at morning light.
Butterfly flutters in her face,
Jubilant in the new day.

The little fox stretches,
Tail curling out,
Mouth open in a yawn,
Light dappled fur rippling in motion.

Little fox sleeping,
Little fox wakes,
Little ears twitching
At the dancing snowflakes.

Welp, that's my best try. I just refer to her as a fox because they seem to be a very fox-like species. Hope that's okay. ^^

Edit: Sort of forgot to mention... it's hard to tell, but my poem is hinting that she has a sort of... affinity for winter. Like snowflakes and making it snow. She just sort of has "power" over it, but it's a very natural feeling that can't really be brought on consciously, so she can't just think "Make it snooooow!" and it'll snow. I have this image in my head of her almost gliding through drifts of the fluffy white stuff; that'd be her affinity, allowing her to move through the snow with ease, as though it were drifting away from her rather than her pushing through it.

Ok, you win I can see you really like her <3