Post by ƴanaϦ on Aug 3, 2011 17:16:40 GMT -5
I see you are interested in me. Well, there's not much to tell, but I'll give you the full story.
Name: Yanah
Gender: Female
Age: Three years
Appearance: Reddish brown with splashes of darker and lighter shades of mahogany. Eyes are a dark chocolate brown. Large for a female, with broad shoulders and a hefty torso that trails into four thick paws.
Personality: Yanah is clever minded and often lost in thought. Wise, she prefers to listen before she speaks; rarely speaking is actually how she is. However, a great mind and a personality of a leader are what brought her to be a Satrap, speaking or no. She talks when she sees fit, and you won't hear otherwise.
Rank: Satrap
Friends: Yanah is friends with anyone who has the sense not to oppose her without reason.
Enemies: Yanah has no enemies, for holding a grudge is a fool's compensation for anger.
Likes: She enjoys sitting alone, sunny days, witted conversations, and general welfare of others.
Dislikes: Yanah dislikes those with a mind for nothing but greedy purposes, harsh weather, and spite.
My life's story. As it is.
Gender: Female
Age: Three years
Appearance: Reddish brown with splashes of darker and lighter shades of mahogany. Eyes are a dark chocolate brown. Large for a female, with broad shoulders and a hefty torso that trails into four thick paws.
Personality: Yanah is clever minded and often lost in thought. Wise, she prefers to listen before she speaks; rarely speaking is actually how she is. However, a great mind and a personality of a leader are what brought her to be a Satrap, speaking or no. She talks when she sees fit, and you won't hear otherwise.
Rank: Satrap
Friends: Yanah is friends with anyone who has the sense not to oppose her without reason.
Enemies: Yanah has no enemies, for holding a grudge is a fool's compensation for anger.
Likes: She enjoys sitting alone, sunny days, witted conversations, and general welfare of others.
Dislikes: Yanah dislikes those with a mind for nothing but greedy purposes, harsh weather, and spite.
My life's story. As it is.
