- reserving.
Likes
- Thunder Storms
- Gold/Golden Items ██████████████
- Being on top
- Quiet/Personal Space
- The UndergroundDislikes
- Having things stolen
- Crowded places
- New people in the underground
- Having to talk █████████
- Most people... There's a select few he can stand
ideas box wrote:• rather innocent when starting off journey
• very optimistic, but essentially like a toddler that can fly, so she starts off very rocky and doesn't recall her parents very well
• in her travels encounters a lot of kind kalons
• but she eventually comes across a rotten egg, someone who wants her for her wings, and she has a narrow escape/encounter with them
• she spends a hard night facing her new reality
• eventually comes to the conclusion that while she should be cautious, there is still good to be seen and experienced, and she won't give that up for fear
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Name:
Lunar (Left one)
Gender:
female
Who have they become?:
Lunar is not like the others. She is very different. An outcast, you may refer to her as. She is simply, different. She started school at a young age and learned things the average kit could never recall as "knowledge". For the others, it was simply placing a cyclinder inside of the circle shaped box, or blue means sad. But Lunar, she knew many things.
“Knowledge is power? No. Knowledge on its own is nothing, but the application of useful knowledge, now that is powerful.”
― Rob Liano
Lunar was born in the month of March, which is none other than the symbol of Aries. She was born to a poor family of just a mother.
Her mother left to visit the river one day, but never came back. So as days passed by, Lunar came to realize that she was riding solo.
Lunar was fortunate enough to find a spacious cave, with a stream trickiling through it. She settled down in what is now, her home sweet home. Lunar continued with her daily life, observing every living thing and how they all work together. She tried to stay away from the village and the kalon-made things, as she loved scrutinizing the wonders of it. Every day, she woke up and trotted outside for a daily walk. She then looked at everything new, got breakfast, and continued with her day. It was a routine you might say; but to her, it was a journey. She liked to open a can a' worms and solve those problems. But as time went on, something changed...
Lunar was on one of her daily routines when she was looking at a delicate earthworm go about it's day. She sat laying down
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