"I am rather formal, as is evident by my speech pattern. Very seldom will
I substitute 'don't' for ' do not', and so on."
"I am quiet; I prefer to keep to myself when I can, as the Auras
I sense can sometimes be overpowering."
"When I am angry, I will unleash a fury upon you unlike the which
you have ever seen before. I will lash
out, and it takes awhile before I am calm again."
Gone with what once was,
quick as the downfall came.
Ashes left to be forgotten,
where once there was a flame.
Better to escape it,
than be riddled with the shame.
Such a pretty picture,
but it's in a broken frame.
Left without a target-
how does one know where to aim?
And so, left with no identity,
no one knows who to blame.
Question what I'm saying,
but to me it's all the same.
In any case I'd rather be
the girl without a name.
I say I'm as cold as dry ice, I act tough.
I don't show much, I can be a bit rough.
I pretend I don't hurt or ache inside.
I pretend I'm okay, I always hide.
I say I have walls that keep the pain out;
I am always calm, I never cry or shout.
But the words you say cut me deep;
they keep me from rest and peaceful sleep.
I lie to you, saying I'm okay,
but I just don't know today.
I hold my Glass Heart in my shaking hands.
No one really gets it or understands.
You're so very beautiful and have stylish class,
And I am simply a dark girl with a Heart of Glass.
Moon, you have a shade of blue tonight –
Is it something that you saw or heard?
Only yesterday, your tone was proud and bright,
Yellow silver, full, and so assured.
Moon, despite the clarity of sky,
Metaphors of cloud that fluff with grey
Drift across your rounded face to spy;
Feeding back, there's awfully much to say.
Moon, you have a role to play up there –
We below must bear the earthly pain.
Duty bound, we shoulder sorrows fair –
You are free from our grotesque disdain.
Moon, we depend on you to shine
When the sun retires down below.
Add to that your grandest role divine:
Tidal Lord, to keep the seas in tow!
Moon, I hope you take to heart our plea –
Needless is the reason for your blue.
Beaming, you should give the night its glee:
We're despairing – so we look to you.
"My name is Luna, derived from the moon."
"Some may call me Moon, but only those I care for.
Otherwise, call me Luna."
"I am female."
"I am five hundred and thirty-seven years old."
"My powers include Moon and Psychic. My Psychic
ability is different than others, allowing me to see
the emotions of other Gem Foxes in the form of
'Auras'. A glow surrounds them, giving off an energy
that I can 'see'."
"Yes, I do have a crush, but that is not something
you need to know."
"I have had no past relationships."
"I am a Leo, my birthday falling in August."
"My birthday is August 7th."
"Although not my favorite, my birthstone is Peridot."
"My appearance without accessories is
rather simple. My base coat is black,
with sky blue accents on my face and
around my eyes, on the backs of my ears,
on my forelegs, and on my tail, all of which
glow. My tail is long and fluffy, as are the
end of my ears. My nose is pink, and my
eyes are dark blue. My Gems can be either
Indigo or Pink, and they can be anywhere,
not just on my shoulder.
My accessories include a glowing crescent
moon necklace, three leg bands on my forelegs,
and some Custom bands on my hind legs. "
"I have a condition called Situs inversus, where my
organs are flipped, or mirrored, to the other side
of my body. I also have two hearts, which is an
oddity in itself."
