S W E E T A S P O I S O N; ( W.I.P.)

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[atrb=background,http://i41.tinypic.com/o0e538.png] CYANIDE LE FLEUR

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YOU THINK IM FOND OF GETTING YOU;
AND LETTING YOU DOWN?[/color][/SIZE]


Full Name: Cyanide, Le Fleur
Alias: Cy, Cyan, Fleur.
Gender: Female
Age: 4 years
Season Born: summer


WELL JUST SIT BACK;
AND TELL ME IM A LIAR FOR THIS[/color][/SIZE]


Eye Color: The iris is a dark pink hue in color;
Pelt: A coat of armor, the girl warrants a very long explanation about her paint. At first glance, the white hue is ever so present under a heap of pink and sandy brown. The girl however processes a pink print of brown and pink albeit the white fades the coloration greatly. On her body; it looks near exact like a pink leopard pattern, which it exactly is. Cyanide's face is a dapple white; although quit present is her dark brown muzzle, speckled with white. Under her right eye, she also owns a pink decor that looks much more like a scar then a design to her coat.
Build: In appearance to her body, it is safe to assume the girl is of a very small weight, although her height is much more of an asset. A coat of thick tufts doesn't even seem to hide her mediocre weight. Cyanides body is just much more equipped to handle endurance and running, and in a flight or fight situation she most likely would pick running, since it's much more of a specialty. But make no mistake; the dame is very ill-tempered and her bite is often much worse then her bark. A body possessing lithe paws rather then raw muscle.
Height: 40 in
Weight: 90 lb
Mutations: Upon her cranium, attached and sitting royally are a intimidating pair of horns. Each long and sporting a refined sharp tip.

Scars: Littering her body are scars from past confrontations.
Jewelry: none


Personality:

Opinionated, whimsical, boundless.

Rules do not apply in the mind of this one. Her voice and actions know no bounds. Everything in her eyes, a dream. A harmless creation brought on by her mind as she sleeps, but of course this is simply false. A world that she makes, that she controls. Voices creep unsuspectingly in and out of reality, allowing them to confuse and disorientate her. The girl is usually very loud and proud. Voicing her opinions and thoughts about every situation.

Although she takes pride in her silver tongue; able to weave false compliments and lies to get her way, a puppeteer at best. When in the dames presence one might feel an air of unstableness. You never really know how Cyanide might react to one situation and the next, her mood everchanging. One thing you can count on is how untrustworthy she is. Saying one thing and meaning something else is second nature to her.

Cyanide has no desire to settle down, although she does enjoy a good flirt here or there it means nothing to her. In fact, it's probably safe to say the girl is completely lacking in love; or compassion. She'd much rather save herself than risk an injury for another, unless (although unlikely) she has a soft spot for another.

Powers: 1/3
Skills: 2/3 or 3/3
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