
::Shy::
Blue is a little bit shy with males, she prefer to hang out with female kiamaras instead. But if she knew this male for a very long time, it will still be alright.
::Friendly::
Blue is easygoing and makes friends easily, that depends what gender it is. But she can still go along with males, she likes to have and make friends. She loves to have friends, I mean, who doesn't want to?
::Brave and Loyal::
Blue will stand up for her friends no matter what is the problem and what danger she is going to face. She is also willing to risk her life for her friends as they will do the same for her.
::Helpful and Kind::
Blue likes to be helpful and kind, always letting others have something she really wants. She will carry something for her parents anytime at all.
::Curious and mischievous::
Blue is very curious and likes to be a busybody, trying to find out something is what like this. She loves to play pranks a lot, she will hide and place a squishy trap which work if someone step on it, it will squeak.
::Sad and unhappy::
Blue is sometimes sad and unhappy when she and a friend fall out, or maybe when she quarrelled with someone and they never patch up for days at all, not even looking at each other.
::Anger and impatient::
Blue have a short temper and blow up very easily, she gets angry for a lot of reasons which will be too long to write.
::Jealousy and pride::
Blue is very proud and won't be the first to say sorry, she gets jealous if her parents like give her elder silblings more food then hers.
::Mean and stubborn::
Sometimes Blue can be very very mean, so beware of her, she is also as stubborn as a mule. She will not budge at all unless she wants to in the first place or no. No matter how many asking she will say no, because she have already made up her mind to not to.


General wrote:Name
Tentua
Gender
Female
Personality overview
|Rebel|Tomboy|Mischevious|Challenging|Independent
Personality in-depth wrote:Tentua is a tomboy. She hates how others
treat girls like they're weak and delicate.
She wants girls to be treated equally to boys,
and rebels against it. She’s
very mischievous, too; she loves
pulling pranks, tricking and confusing
others. She loves finding any way to
get herself or others in trouble.
Sometimes her pranks qnd practical
Jokes can get a little rough, but she
never really hurts anyone; just
enough to get her in trouble. A
specialty of hers is acting cute (she’s
very cute, but hates to admit it!), with
those big puppy dog eyes, to distract, confuse,
or just get her way. The candy corn hair pin
is a good luck charm, given to her by her
mother, and she always wears it. She hates
the fact that the hairpin is a girls’ accessory,
but she refuses to take it off. Her mother
and father were killed when she was very young;
they gave themselves to a fire to save Tentua.
She lives on her own, and doesn’t find it hard to
survive at all. She has lots of friends who can help
her out; but she rarely ever takes their help, even
if she needs it, because she hates depending on
others, for anything. She loves a challenge;
no matter how impossible, she will accept.
Some art wrote:
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Why I want her wrote:Everything about this beautiful girl makes me want her.
Her colors. My two most favorite colors have always been blue and black, and the two, combined in an amazingly beautiful design, in a Kiamara, are like heaven for me. Her colors are perfectly contrasted and balanced. It's just amazing.
Her design. The colors have been perfectly created into an amazing design. The balance; just the perfect amount of each detail, each spot, each stripe, each swirl. It's so unique and beautiful.
The personality. I think the personality I've developed for her fits her perfectly; most people consider blue and black 'boy colors' (which I find just stupid), and the fact that she's female. I've been pouring all my heart into his form, considering the little time I have, and I could never forgive myself if I don't win her. I just can't stand the thought of losing my little Tentua forever.
Story wrote:No.
No. This can’t be happening.
I stood there, frozen, as the greedy tongues of fire ingulfed the entrance to our den.
I dashed into the tunnel that led into another section of the den, where my mother and father were sleeping. I jumped as another boom of thunder rumbled outside, making me jump. My head hit the roof of the narrow tunnel. Some dirt crumbled down to the ground.
My eyes widened. I have to get them out before the tunnel crumbles!
I emerged out of the tunnel. “Mom! Dad!” I screamed. “There’s a storm and fire and-“
My parents jerked awake. “What’s wrong!?” My mother asked.
“Storm! F-fire!” Was all I could manage. Smoke had started to tickle my nostrils. Now it had filled my throat, strangling me I couldn’t breathe. My father dashed into the tunnel; I followed him, and my mother was right behind me.
Another crash of lightning.
But this time, something wasn’t right.
A tree was falling.
“Run!” my father screamed at as. We ran as fast as we could towards the exit. I could see the light of the exit, we were almost out-
A big crash.
The dirt behind me crumbled, just as I leaped out of the tunnel, crashing down and blocking the exit. I yelped as my tail got caught, but I tore it out with great pain. My eyes widened with horror as I realized something.
“Dad! Mom’s still in there!” I cried. “We have to go back and help!”
My father walked up to me. I could see tears welling in his eyes. I had never seen my father cry before.
“Tentua.” he told me.
“I will get you out. When I do, you must run. Run as far as you can, away from here. Run until you are safe.
“I will try and get your mother out. Okay?”
When I didn’t reply, he yelled again, “Okay!?”
I just nodded, my teardrops falling on the steaming earth.
Grabbing me by the scruff, he ran into the fire.
I screamed in pain, but it was over in a heartbeat.
“Run.” I just stared in despair as my fathers black tail tip disappeared ito the flames for the last time.
And I ran.
Ran, ran as far as my little tiny legs could carry me, past the falling trees, past the greedy tongues of fire as they licked my paws.
Eventually I reached a clearing, where I collapsed. Maybe this is all a dream, I thought in despair, gripping to what little hope I had left. I’ll wake up to find all this is just a nightmare.
And I blacked out.
But I was alive, and that was all that mattered.
Poem wrote: Put your past behind you,
Just try and throw it away,
Look towards the sun, not the shadows,
For you have lived to see another day.
Digital art links/credits wrote:'Steal' is a strong word. ~By me
Fake pet ~By me
The fire.~By me
Pixel ~By me
Pixel 2 ~By me
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