TheDuchess
Supernova
- Joined
- Apr 1, 2009
- Location
- United states/Eastern
The rain poured from the sky letting the plants below absorb the yummy rain water. Feudal era japan was a simple time where women where not seen as equal to men and were treated horribly most of the time. Demons were mostly the same but you had the higher class demons, the middle class, and the lower class all in various shapes and forms. Most demons took on a more human form with markings or traits that separated them from humans whether it be ears, hair color or just a display of magical power.
Tobari was rather distinct in her appearance with long blue hair and black cat ears with a tail to match. Pale blue eyes shown out from that pale and wet face as her tiny frame ran through the forest. Nekos were known for being tiny and this one was about 5`0 even. She came to the mountain and moved to the secret door that was used to carry goods up and down the mountain. she sighed lightly and shook her head getting the rain water off her before making her way up the winding stair case making her way to the cellar. Nobody knew she resided there without the lords permission so she had to stay quiet like a mouse creeping through the house she made her way to the kitchen finding soup over the fire, the chef was letting it cook over night and it smelled wonderful, she grabbed her small bowl and spoon and poured some in, since she was soaked to the bone she held the warm bowl in her small hands and took a tiny bit of bread before making her way back to the cellar so she could eat then sleep for the night.
Tobari was rather distinct in her appearance with long blue hair and black cat ears with a tail to match. Pale blue eyes shown out from that pale and wet face as her tiny frame ran through the forest. Nekos were known for being tiny and this one was about 5`0 even. She came to the mountain and moved to the secret door that was used to carry goods up and down the mountain. she sighed lightly and shook her head getting the rain water off her before making her way up the winding stair case making her way to the cellar. Nobody knew she resided there without the lords permission so she had to stay quiet like a mouse creeping through the house she made her way to the kitchen finding soup over the fire, the chef was letting it cook over night and it smelled wonderful, she grabbed her small bowl and spoon and poured some in, since she was soaked to the bone she held the warm bowl in her small hands and took a tiny bit of bread before making her way back to the cellar so she could eat then sleep for the night.