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Identifying traits: She's half-blind, wear dirt steel rimmed glasses, and accourse, she have a scar right by her elbow joint, on the underside, right next to the crease thingy, that's three inches long and wide. Horizontal and almost paralel to the lines.

Appearance: Mwee. n_n; Deneige has currently short, messy black-blue hair (she dyes it) is five foot, eight inches tall, but with the way her hair stands up in the morning? Add about an extra two inches. She's got a roundish, pale face, with wideset, blue grey eyes. Sometimes they change color a little, rimmed with green, grey, blue, hazel, almost any color, but not brown. Her eyebrows are semi-thick, but natural looking, a very, very dark blonde- from far off you can't tell she dies her hair, especially when she decides to do her 'brows. Which she does when she adds the blue dye, after the black. Has a hatred for her forehead. n_n;;b She's stout and husky, and wide set, wearing her most precious treasure around her neck, a silver cut ankh upon a slender silver chain. The ankh was a birthday present for her fourteenth birthday from her mother, and the year before, the chain was given to her by a dying friend. But that's the history, ne? She wears baggy, messy, unkempt clothes, like loose dark navy or dark green tunics, and pairs of black pants with many pockets in them. Her ears were once peirced, but she neglected them and so therefore, all that's left is scar tissue. She looks both masculine and feminine, walking the thin line between, with the shoulders to match a male's perspective, which is mostly why she's set on that line. And oh yes, she have been mistaken for a boy many times, but not intentionally, and only after her hair was cut short. She's a natural tomboy, she is!

Personality: Lemme think....oh yes! Ussually outgoing and optimistic, is shy at first around people, but once she sets in, she's friendly, loud, and very talkative. She's unusually stubborn, and wouldn't budge for a tornado if it had something to do against her rights and beleifs. She's openminded, a feminist, tries her best to help people (more or less the people who don't fit in- she likes to protect them, cuz she's big and sshe can throw a good punch. She grew up in a bad place, ne.) She tries her best to be brave, or at least look it, of not for herself then for her friends. She finds it hard to fit and make them, but once she does, she's loyal to her death bed. Has an unatural hatred for wherries. Dun' know why.

History: Was born in the hold, yada yada. Her parents moved around alot, and she got a taste for certain places, and was inspired. As soon as she was old enough, she picked up a pencil and started to write, and can read faster than most people in her hold. Her father and mother were divorced, her father's life spiraling down into oblivion. Her mother worked on a one family income to support the two girls, cheron, who turned out to be one of the main stream girls whom everyone seemed to like, and would put on a 'mask' just to please others, whilst Deneige stayed herself, seemingly pessimistic and dark towards those she didn't know. Deneige stuck to herself, continued writing, and finally was sent to Harper Hall for her skills. Gradually, as she grew older, the darkness still stayed with her, but, she grew hapier, jaunty, and more exciteable. She finally decided to leave for the Weyr, but on basis she didn't even really know why- or care. One reason was because she wanted to take her poetry, rhyme, and fun to somewhere else, another, secret answer was because maybe, if she was luck enough, she'd Impress a dragon oneday. Maybe not. But mostly? She wanted to start somewhere fresh, without the hassle of her disfunctional family and with the freedom that she craved. Nevertheless, only in a bad mood will she be truly that pessimistic to those she doesn't know, but until then, remains to greet others with a happy face and a friendly wave.

Pet name(s): Chaos
Pet species: Flit. n_n
Pet(s) ages: 3 Turns.
Flit color: Since I like to be specific, a pretty dark indigo blue, with somewhat a silverish sheen.
Pet(s) appearance/personality: Chaos is a mischevious young theif. n_n;; He's tiny, (I like tiny things) but with a long tail and large wings, providing him with speed and agility. He's a rascal, surely, but good at heart. He likes to sing along with the songs that his Mistress plays, and is also, just like her, easily excitable. Oh, and talkative. n_n;