Klara wrote:"My Father always told me I was his flower, never meant to see pain, and never meant to wilt, or have blood stain my petals, but what makes me so different from others? Am I not the same?"
Ravendarus
Klarabelle
Klara
Female
March 20th
Bloodstone
Jonquil
Pisces
Horse
Not Looking
Florist
Own her own shop
----------klara
GENDER: Feminine
USAGE: Swedish, Norwegian, Danish, German, Russian, Ukrainian, Polish, Slovene, Croatian
OTHER SCRIPTS: Клара (Russian, Ukrainian)
PRONOUNCED: KLAH-rah (German, Russian, Polish)
Form of CLARA, Feminine form of the Late Latin name Clarus which meant "clear, bright, famous". The name Clarus was borne by a few early saints. The feminine form was popularized by the 13th-century Saint Clare of Assisi (called Chiara in Italian), a friend and follower of Saint Francis, who left her wealthy family to found the order of nuns known as the Poor Clares. As an English name it has been in use since the Middle Ages, originally in the form Clare, though the Latinate spelling Clara became more popular in the 19th century.
----------belle
GENDER: Feminine
USAGE: English
PRONOUNCED: BEL [key]
Meaning & History
Short form of ISABELLA or names ending in belle. It is also associated with the French word meaning "beautiful". A famous bearer was Belle Starr (1848-1889), an outlaw of the American west, whose real given name was Maybelle.
Klarabelle's name was chosen for the reason that to me though she is clumsy she is also a bright character who; although is gullible, dense and sweet; tends to doubt herself. Her name was picked because of her looks and for her personality, she may not be famous, and isn't always clear, but she is certainly bright and beautiful. Klara meaning bright, and Belle meaning Beautiful. Although she prefers to go by just Klara, she doesn't mind when others use Klarabelle, but she tends to feel like she is in trouble when someone uses her full name.
----------eyes
Klara's eyes are very special because one is purple and the other is blue. They match her markings, though her left eye is blind. Klara has heterochromia, and for that reason she tends to keep her eyes closed. Embarrassed and a bit ashamed that others will find out she is blind in one eye. Klara doesn't mind showing her friends, because she can trust them, but to others she will tend to avoid talking about her eyes. Klara sometimes is very shy about her eyes, she wishes she had normal eyes sometimes, but wouldn't change a thing about her.
Klara was born with her eyes like that, she inherited it from her grandmother, since she was born she has always been a bit self-conscious of it. Though she was told by her father it's apart of the reason she was so special. Klara doesn't feel very special, even though she knows she is different.
Klara is a very understanding girl, she's an amazing listener and is always kind about everything. She doesn't always jump at the chance to help, sometimes she get's rather nervous, she always has high doubts about herself, but she's a really good friend. Klara is rather shy and sweet, and she's very good at talking, she can go on and on for hours if no one tells her to be quiet. Klara is very affable, and very easy to talk with, she always tries her best to help others and be a good friend, though sometimes she has doubt's about herself.
Even though she won't admit it, Klara can be extremely dense when it comes to certain things, mainly things she doesn't know. She's not to keen on the latest of technology and is very bad at video games and their terms. She's also extremely bad with jokes, most of the time she doesn't clue into the punch line, or just doesn't understand, but she will laugh anyways so she doesn't offend whoever told it. Sometimes she can be a bit clueless over things, but she doesn't mean to be, really she doesn't. She sometimes has a hard time learning things and really dislikes when others make fun of her for it.
Klara in truth has a very delicate heart, despite her kind, somewhat gullible nature she does have times where she can get either sad or scared. Though she isn't one to be brought down easily either. Sometimes she can’t help but feel shy, usually around many plumie's. She loves being with others, but despite this, she has a hard time with large crowds, though she doesn’t freak out she does get a little shy. Klara can be very clumsy; though she’s always in a good mood about it she does tend to hurt herself sometimes. She often trips and falls because she’s rather uncoordinated and is a little accident-prone. She always has a laugh when something happens though, like she drops something, she’s never down about her clumsy nature. Though she never gets seriously injured, she does get hurt a bit from time to time.
I was born in spring, but where I was born there was no such thing as flowers, the land was a dead spot almost; filled with drought that year. What I mean to say is, the drought killed everything, the flowers, the plants, even animal's fled from our land to get to freedom and shelter. My family was trapped though, due to me being so close. Times were hard, but my family made their living by traveling and selling the seeds they could not plant. When I was born, my father called me his Bright Little Flower, because I was a ray of hope, that life could be brought back into this land. It was a hope that was false, the land was a dessert, it had gathered new life, different life, no flowers could bloom the way they used to… I was young, I was beautiful, and to him, I was the only flower this land needed, because I was different. I was special.
When I got a bit older, my family finally decided to travel away from the land, to a new one, to find a new place to call home and to live. I got my first experience of spring then in the new town, they had a lake, and flowers everywhere, I was shocked. My first taste of a real spring! I loved it so much, I fell in love with the season that was I born into. However it was almost summer and the season changed on me to fast. It became hot again, but now I had a lake to swim in. I didn't mind Summer to much, but I enjoyed the Spring days where you could just lay in the flowers without worry of over-heating or getting a sun burn… got my first sun burn the other day and it really did hurt. I did not like summer as much as I loved Spring...
The Fall came shortly after Summer, only it wasn't as nice, it started to get colder, but not like Spring cool, just cold, I didn't like the cold to much. The leaves started to change too, which was pretty interesting, I got to see new colours and things happen that has never happened before. They fell, and became piles of leaves, that were fun to jump in which was kind of cool. Then my father enrolled me into school… I didn't like school much, it was boring, and the other plumies's my age weren't very nice, they made fun of me for being poor and well a traveler's kid. I didn't know a lot of stuff having never been to school before and they all called me very rude names for it. Saying I wasn't smart or anything like that. I hated it after that, school, and the fall too.
The fall was slow, time seemed to just fade away as my heart ached to see the Spring again. I didn't like the next season to come either, the land grew cold, I remember shaking outside in the freezing cold. Then, little white specks fell from the sky landing on my nose causing my hair to bristle. It was so cold and freezing, and in school, they would keep us inside at recess, where it was harder to escape those who had made fun of me. Winter was long too, cold, but I got to experience a new holiday I never got to before, it was called Christmas. Mother told me to write a list of things I wanted from Santa this year… I wrote about Spring and how I missed it a lot and I hoped it would come faster. I sent off the letter and I sat there waiting for Santa to bring Spring back.
On Christmas morning I woke up and ran to the window, a frown on my face as I saw the world was still a cold white waste land. I ran downstairs and my eyes widened to see my mother had made me a flower crown from fake flowers and left it on the tree. I smiled and walked over take it and putting it on my head. I turned and looked at her, "Thank you mother" I said, she smiled and kissed my cheek. "Your welcome dear, now, here is a letter from santa, what does it say?" She asked, handing it to me. She helped me read it, which took a bit of time since I was still learning slowly but surely. The letter read:
"Dear Klarabelle,
I know you wish for Spring to come but I am afraid that would cut into my schedule to get ready for next Christmas! I promise the Spring will come soon, but I have some presents here to keep you busy till the spring does come hohoho!
- Love Santa"
I smiled meekly at the words, it was nice to know that he was thinking about my wish even though he couldn't make it happen. He had given me a sled which was fun to use, and a few indoor flowers that bloomed all year round, which meant that I would get to see flowers all the time. I enjoyed it deeply, winter went much faster with my flowers to care for, I did a good job because my mother taught me how to care for them. I was still young, but I was starting to enjoy the different season's. Not as much as Spring though… I was grateful when the snow melted at last, though I did find that sledding with rather fun. It took so many month's but at last my favourite season returned to me! Spring! I loved Spring… so much. Why? Well to me Spring is a time to rejoice in the rebirth of the earth, to welcome new life after a long winter. Spring is the promise of a new time where the land get's warmer and the flowers grow again, but the main reason I loves spring is because it brings back all the beautiful flowers and birds that I love to see everyday… in truth my favourite bird happens to be the cardinal.
Though the tradition of the first robin in spring is cool… I still think cardinal's are more pretty. Spring was the first season I ever got to see outside my dessert like homeland, the first welcome of a new home, the bright sun pouring across my pelt pulled me into a warm comforting blanket which I never wanted to let go of. I wish it could be spring all year round. It was then my father called me his little flower again and I remembered what he said when I was little. My Father always told me I was his flower, never meant to see pain, and never meant to wilt, or have blood stain my petals, but what makes me so different from others? Am I not the same? I never really understood what he meant, but as I sat quietly in my garden of flowers, I think I understood… I was a precious life to him, as the flowers are precious to the earth in Spring. I smiled softly, I was a flower, that always bloom brightest in Spring. I guess that is why it is my favourite season, because I feel like I actually belong in it.
- Spring
- Flowers
- Helping Others
- Dancing
- Butterflies
- Singing
- Fighting
- Rude Plumies
- Winter
- Fall
- School
- Bullies
----------good
Reading, she loves to exercise her brain as much as her body, and always makes sure to read a little before bed or whenever she gets the chance to. Flossing, she loves to floss her teeth and keep them nice and shiny. Sleeping, she gets a good amount of sleep every night, 8 hours all the time and is always in bed before Midnight. Eating Breakfast, she always makes sure to make time in the morning for breakfast.
----------bad
Sometimes she can have perfectionism and often likes to have things nice and neat, which can often lead to her having to redo or reorganize things, sometimes it’s a good thing sometimes it’s not. Negative Self-talk, she can often put herself down when she is around others, she doesn’t like crowds and feels she doesn’t belong in them. Saying yes to everything, probably the worst habit she has, she can’t say no or she’ll feel bad, though she is working on this habit. Saying sorry even when it's not her fault.
"I Chose to Live Free" - By Ravendarus
I'm the type of girl,
who traveled the world.
The type who wants to just dance the night away,
I've found a reason to hide,
what i've kept inside.
What I sing for,
the reason I lied.
Why could you not see,
could you not hear,
the very essence that is me,
for that I shed a tear.
You couldn't accept me,
the way I wanted to be.
You told me that night,
in the darkest of the moon,
that life,
they tend to say,
does not revolve around you,
though you feel it may,
It's actually about what you do.
[Chorus]
You chose to be you,
and I chose to be me,
I chose to live free,
to walk the path I want to walk and who I want to be.
I just want to dance, laugh and sing and play,
The night away.
The night away.
Because the stars go glow so bright,
they dance in the moon light,
I just want to shine like they do,
because look how they shine for you.
Baby I'll be counting the days I'm gone,
and it'll be so much fun.
I've found a reason to love,
to look like a dove,
the sing like a sparrow,
to fly like an arrow.
Because I am free and I can be who I want to be.
[Chorus]
You chose to be you,
and I chose to be me,
I chose to live free,
to walk the path I want to walk and who I want to be.
I just want to dance, laugh and sing and play,
The night away.
The night away.
For you know,
once even I was like a bird,
and I was afraid,
that I'd live my whole life in a cage,
but then I was out,
living about,
free and I knew this was meant to be.
Can't you hear my heart be so,
I just have to go!
[Chorus]
You chose to be you,
and I chose to be me,
I chose to live free,
to walk the path I want to walk and who I want to be.
I just want to dance, laugh and sing and play,
The night away.
---------- sugar
By SoulfireStyx
Sugar is a sweetheart! She is so nice and kind, I still feel terrible about bumping into her, but if I hadn't we would have never met. It was so nice of her to help me with my flower shop, I really cannot thank you enough for helping an odd girl like me. She's helped me through a lot and I feel honoured to know her. We get along better then bows and sparkles, and I mean… bows and sparkles look great together because Sugar has a bow and she sparkles all the time, actually that might just be because I'm always running into her! I love going out on adventures with her, I say adventures because we always seem to get lost a lot, I suppose we just get to busy talking all the time. I know I can trust Sugar and I'm glad she's always there for me. Like I am for her, we made a promise and I will keep it.
---------- toothless
By Froas
Toothless is this really cute little guy, he pretends to be a dragon, which I don't mind. Although he doesn't say much, I find it kind of cute when he follows me around trying to fly. Though his wings aren't real, they are really cute. He is funny, he's quirky and he tries to fly even though he can't. I find it cute that he gives crackers to everyone who is his friend. I certainly feel special when given a cracker, they are very tasty. Even if he can be a dork, I am glad he is my friend.
---------- onna
By Xaiys
Onna is a cute little Plumie, she has a terrible self-esteem but I love her pictures. She takes pictures of me and my flowers all the time and together we make flower crowns. I adore spending time with her even though she tends to make fun of herself, I feel she understands how I am feeling the most and when I am upset I seek her for comfort. She is one of my best friends, and I feel happy to know her. Onna also has heterochromia like me and we both have problems in our blue eyes, she understands how I feel about it, and can relate easily.
---------- benedict
By chosendragon
Bene is a gentleman, and though he can seem like he is always serious, I can easily see his mask and I respect his decision for wearing it. I often enjoy spending time with him; and though I will not admit it to him I really like his accent. I love having conversations with him until he uses larger words I don't really understand, but I will smile and pretend I somewhat know what he is talking about. I don't want him to know I'm not that well educated. All in all I am glad to have him as my friend.
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