~Nomatanis Adopted Beauties~

[Luneste]

Please do not post on this thread. <3
If you have any interest in rp with one of the beauties below please notify me via PM. With the name of the character.

[Luneste]

Name:
Karunuki
Gender:
Female
History:
She was born under the sign of the Fairy, her powers never hidden from sight and hear beauty unmatched by any mortal. Though her heart was the most beautiful, she always had an uncanny nack with kindness and generosity. Her eyes softened by the plight around her, the sorrow only making nher all the kinder. Though hermind was filled with a melancholy that none could grasp, nor see through the mask she wore. Not a physical, but an emotional mask. Hiding her thoughts from those around her, so not to stray from her sign.

She never really knew her family either, they always took her to these shows where she was forced to use hermagic as a means of entertainment for those that showed up. Her coloring alone was enough to send a chill down the humans spine, but her shows of power made them silent and awestruck. Each act seemingly impossible, for a silent beauty such as her.

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Her Saying: "There is darkness even within the light, venture to close and it will consume you."

[Luneste]

Viscet Name:

(Ozeanoaren)
Viscet Gender: Male
This viscet's favorite genre of music and why:
Blues, Jazz, Smooth Rock and Soft Wave. Because they all remind him of his home, the place he loved most that lives on only in his memory.~
A song that describes or reminds you of this viscet: Decon Blues-Steely Dan
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History:
He was born many a year ago, his family always played The Blues, Smooth Jazz, or Smooth Rock. Lulling his fears away with the magical rhythm in the music. It always had soothed him, a strange sense of weightlessness. In which he was at peace and though of nothing but the good he had, the love and the joy he had felt once. Oh how happy it made him, he could always take the harsh realities when he had the music. Though one day he heard rumor that he could see the humans play this music with their claw things, (Hands) and they had little fires everywhere. So he decided to venture and go see this so called event live.

To his amazement, it was true! HE got to watch the humans play his favored music and it was like nothing he had ever felt before. He often sneaks off to attend these events. They simply amazed him to no end and to be so close to the music..made him feel safe again. He often stayed in the trees and many-a-time had fallen asleep to their music. He still goes to the events though now he need not sneak out.
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His Saying:"Don't waste your life on hatred."

[Luneste]

Username:
Nomatani
Name:
Lunetsi Carloti
Gender:
Female
Favorite Sound:
Her favorite sound is the sound of thunder and rain combining.
Why?:
She has always been soothed by storms, the feeling they gave her was like no other.She felt so happy to hear storm clouds rolling in, to hear the sound of echoing thunder in the distance. She even loved the way the rain felt when she would simply stare up at the clouds and enjoy their melodic sounds. She always stared up, but never did get to see how beautiful the lightning was. A friend had described it as a large beam of light scattering around. But she always tried to envision it.Even when she failed she held her head high and simply let her fear wash away with the rain, the thunder felt like it was healing her. In a small way, the storms gave her something better than sight, they gave her happiness.

[Luneste]

Username:
Nomatani
Name:

Kruvelti Lunaro
Gender:
Male
Age:
He has been around for many eons.
Personality:
He is loyal, his heart beats for those around him, his clan. They protected him as he was coming into maturity, treated him like family, even though his birth was a mystery. He is courageous, unafraid to defend and protect. He is kind, his heart still soft he never has taken a life.
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History:
He was born many eons ago, in a remote part of his clans land. He remembers seeing the fire in the village which led him home, without it he would have become lost and confused. He allowed himself to be led by the elements. When he arrived he was greeted by the chief, whom had many tribal markings, which symbolized his status and devotion. He was welcomed into the village with open arms and hearts. Each day his body grew stronger and could carry him all the farther. He trained with the villages warriors to become a fierce protector of his people. The blood in his veins and the heart in his chest both pumped for his village.

Since then, he has risen in the ranks and become very involved in his kinds way of life. He even tends to a small garden in the area of his birth, the soil perfect it seemed. The beauty that surrounded him, made him all the more eager to defend it from any whom wish it harm, so he then became a strong warrior in which defended those he loved. To this day his heart beats for his village and he has become a honored member in the clans warrior project.
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Art:
Self-made art thing
Why I want this Volk:
Because his beauty absolutely remarkable, I would love to use him in my story, as he fits perfectly into it.
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What his Markings mean:
The one on his tail, symbolizes courage, a courage so vibrant that the chief himself even bestowed the marking upon him.
The one on his upper body, symbolizes determination and tenacity, for his dedication to helping his clan.
The mark around his eyes symbolizes pure sight, where he can see things for what they truly are and help defend his clan accordingly.
The one on his chest "- 火 - which is the kanji (japanese language) for the word 'fire' meaning this Volk has a heart of fire."(by Wolf Shadows)
His Saying: "See with the elements, not with your eyes."
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[Luneste]

Viscet Name:
Rosalia Nortelia
Viscet Gender:
Female
Short Story:
She was born under the rose moon, a rare occurrence that only happens once ever two hundred years. Her fur was snow white on the day of her birth, but as she aged it changed and turned in to an absolutely lovely rose color. Which is viewed as a sign of purity and beauty in her clan. Their love for each other always outlasted any storm. One large family, each watching out for their neighbor, protecting their kind. she often goes down to the flower fields and lays among-st the roses and dandelions. Inhaling their hypnotic scent as she does this.
1 piece of art:self-made art thing
Include 1 img of clouds with similar colors

[Luneste]

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Username:
Nomatani
Name:
Živi Mrtav

Name Meaning:
The living dead one
Gender:
Male
Viscet's theme song:
If I were a Zombie
Extras(3 max):
Favorite Time of Day:
He loves Dusk most of all.
His Saying:
"Death is an illusion, but it is a favored one.''
Personality:
He is typically kind and slightly secluded, but at times he will venture out to meet new folk and make new friends. But due to his rare fur pattern many think his is an undead- which is a sign of beauty and rarity in his culture.

[Luneste]

Username:
Nomatani
Name:

Kruvelti Lunaro
Gender:
Male
Age:
He has been around for many eons.
Personality:
He is loyal, his heart beats for those around him, his clan. They protected him as he was coming into maturity, treated him like family, even though his birth was a mystery. He is courageous, unafraid to defend and protect. He is kind, his heart still soft he never has taken a life.
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History:
He was born many eons ago, in a remote part of his clans land. He remembers seeing the fire in the village which led him home, without it he would have become lost and confused. He allowed himself to be led by the elements. When he arrived he was greeted by the chief, whom had many tribal markings, which symbolized his status and devotion. He was welcomed into the village with open arms and hearts. Each day his body grew stronger and could carry him all the farther. He trained with the villages warriors to become a fierce protector of his people. The blood in his veins and the heart in his chest both pumped for his village.

Since then, he has risen in the ranks and become very involved in his kinds way of life. He even tends to a small garden in the area of his birth, the soil perfect it seemed. The beauty that surrounded him, made him all the more eager to defend it from any whom wish it harm, so he then became a strong warrior in which defended those he loved. To this day his heart beats for his village and he has become a honored member in the clans warrior project.
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Art:
Self-made art thing
Why I want this Volk:
Because his beauty absolutely remarkable, I would love to use him in my story, as he fits perfectly into it.
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What his Markings mean:
The one on his tail, symbolizes courage, a courage so vibrant that the chief himself even bestowed the marking upon him.
The one on his upper body, symbolizes determination and tenacity, for his dedication to helping his clan.
The mark around his eyes symbolizes pure sight, where he can see things for what they truly are and help defend his clan accordingly.
The one on his chest "- 火 - which is the kanji (japanese language) for the word 'fire' meaning this Volk has a heart of fire."(by Wolf Shadows)
His Saying: "See with the elements, not with your eyes."
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Name:
Bás dearg
(Mystical Beauty)
Gender:
Female
Age:
She was born eons ago.
Her Story:
Born in a mystical pond known as the Krunti pond while the moon was full and the sky clear. A single cloud covered the little dipper as the humans know it. That sleek fur always seemed to glow whenever the moon was at its peak. The little heathers upon her tail were found in her travels around the land of her birth. She always saw a fire in the distance, but could never truly reach for it. Something within her held her back.

One day she awoke to find a symbol upon the nape of her neck, unsure herself of the meaning- she would look to the heavens for an answer and answer they did. The night of the full moon, her marking would glow, a vibrant white. Almost as if it were made of the moons dust, she then realized what her mark meant.

Many months would pass, before she ran across that very flame she sought after for so long- to her surprise it was a human camp, with one other of her kind in their midst. He was rather handsome in her eyes, a beautiful spark within him. Rare and warm. The chief welcomed her just the same and allowed her to stay, in return she spent her free time tending to the children in the camp, when ever they would get hurt or become sad they would come to her and the beautiful marking would glow. By simply resting her head upon their injuries their pains went away and wounds healed.

Marks and meanings:
The infinity symbolizes the raw talent within her to heal those around her.
The Tribal on her tail symbolizes her tender yet honest love. She was bestowed with this marking as a show of her love and devotion to those around her.
The runic markings upon her body each have a special meaning behind them. EAch gives her a rare ability in which she uses to protect those she loves.

[Luneste]

Username:
Nomatani
Name:
Xoraaka
Gender:
Male
A story about them involving birds:
He has always loved birds, ever since he was a youngling- none really understood his fascination of the creatures, but this never bothered him. For when he heard their magical songs, he felt more alive than he ever had before. Almost as if he were flying with them, his charcoal eyes saw only their elegance and beauty. He often sat under a shady tree and watched the many different species of birds fly by, each time a song was sung he knew he would remember it until he heard it again. But yet- no two songs were the same.

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Username;
Nomatani
Fantasma's Name;
Evangelia
Nickname(Pumpkin Head)
Fantasma's Gender;
Female
The Story of how he/she got Whipped Cream on his/her Head;
She was making a pumpkin pie, getting ready for her annual Halloween Party, when she had realized- she had no whipped cream left! So she flew to the farm to get the dairy and then flew back. As she quickly began beating the milk, adding the heavy cream, and the whipped cream began forming. She lost control of the mixer and it exploded every where, a big dollop landing smack dab on her head!
Anything Else?;