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Name Here

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Who was the person you lost?
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[Alpha*]

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Name Here
Moria Lynn Night

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Black hair, green eyes, tall, slender, pale very beautiful

Username:Alpha*
Character Name:Moria Lynn Night
Nickname(s):NightLock
Age:17
Who was the person you lost? My best friend and Fiance, Abel Katyvyce
Gender:Female
Body Modifications:one Angels' wing, one Demons wing on her back, a tree of life on the inside of her right wrist, a black ring on her left hand and a double piercing of her ears
Theme Song:Just a Dream-Carrie Underwood
Pets?:a rabbit that is a english lop all black with silver paws and strangly blue eyes-it was his.
Basic clothe description:all black, green,white or sometimes scarlett. Cloaks too. Wears mostly silver for jewlry, sometimes gold
Crush:i..i...i... No
BF/GF: (Edit Later)
Other:[color=#0000FF]Sweetness! she is blind, fromt the fumes of the fire[/color]

[Mentally__Unstable]

"Hello? Anyone here!?!" Ashlyn asked when she walked in the stone horse barn.

[khaleesi,]

(Accepted)

[Alpha*]

(thank you! and umm thanks for finding my not-filled-in form. xp)

Moria gets off the bus and drops her bags immediately. The place is beautiful, so beautiful. She hates it. The rabbit in her arms sniffs hopefully at the air, and she clings to it for dear life. Poor Lucifer, she had gone threw so much. Night quivers and pulls her cloak up over her head. Ahh, safe. Abel had always teased her about her cloak, about her hair, but he really had loved it. She does not speak, not even a silible as she drops to the ground and leans against her bags.

[khaleesi,]

-Helga walked up looking at her clipboard- "Your with the nameless team"

[Alpha*]

Moria looks questioning. Deep inHer eyes read a question. 'Why nameless?'

[Mentally__Unstable]

Ashlyn looked around and found a clip board that has their names, she found her name and it said that she has a male gilding.

[Socks + Lani]

Nevandra sighed, looking up at her cabin. Why? Why was she here, she'd never done anything wrong. "Yeah, it'll be good for me" she hissed, silently cursing her best friend Shannon Seal-Smythe for making her come here. Sighing again, she tramped up the stairs and pushed open the door. She chucked her dufell bag on the bed before dropping her heavy suitcase on the ground. At least photography hadn't deserted her.

Kryptonite cartwheeled down the steps of her cabin. She may have been sent here for horrible reasons, but she was excited! It was a chance to meet new friends and get over losing her Grandma. She'd lost people before, so she wasn't too upset, but losing her Grandma had left a big hole in her heart. She spotted a cool looking tree and ran over to it. She smiled up into the canopy and let the sun warm her face.

Amalia lay on the grass, watching the clouds. Steve sat on her stomach, a big fat lump of ginger fur. "Look Stevie, that cloud looks like a heart!" she exclaimed, pointing to a fluffy white object. Steve mewed and licked her nose. "Awwww, I wuffle you too!" she replied in a babyish voice, kissing his forehead. He let out a rusty purr and went back to snoozing.

"And Carson passes the ball! It's Chester; he's dribbling up the line! A quick pass back to Carson and he shoots... he scores! The crowd goes wild! Ahhhhh!" Carson called in his best sports commentator voice. He threw his arms around his dogs' neck, ruffling Chester's ears. "Yeah! That's my boy!" he whopped, burying his face in Chester's thick fur.

Reon laughed as Soprano tossed her head. "Come back here you naughty girl!" he scolded playfully, sprinting after his appaloosa mare. He faked left and then dodged right, grabbing hold of her mane and swinging onto her back. Soprano snorted, knowing the game was up. Reon chuckled, patting her neck.

Alex sighed from his perch on the roof of his cabin. So peaceful, yet he couldn't get that damn girl out of his mind. His last girlfriend, Katie, had cheated on him, and he still felt crushed. He put his hands behind his head and leaned on the roof, watching the sky.

[khaleesi,]

-Dylan sighed. She played her guitar on the dock. Her feet stuck in the water. She sang beautifully-