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Daciana
Dec 11, 2007 22:13:15 GMT 1
Post by Bleurosea on Dec 11, 2007 22:13:15 GMT 1
Another wonderfull gift from the nicest person on the planet ;D Momelena May I introduce you: Romanian name meaning "Wolf", name is derived from Roman Dacia Here a little bit of info of Daciana, more detailed one folows later! Age (Lupines live by human years): ? Gender: Female Powers/Magical Abilities: ? Strengths: ? Weaknesses: ?
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Daciana
Jul 19, 2008 22:39:05 GMT 1
Post by Bleurosea on Jul 19, 2008 22:39:05 GMT 1
My thoughts of you come frequently; They’re always filled with you and me. No matter what I see or when, It brings you back to mind again. I’d be sitting, reading a book, Or be out walking by a brook; No matter what the path I took, I’d see dream images of how you look. Each day is filled with dreams of you; although I know, that all these dreams never can come true. Hiding, ... from behind the bushes she stares at him. He's so happy with her. Her heart breaks, a single tear runs slowely over her cheek. She closes her eyes, doesn't want to see it anymore, doesn't want it to be true, but sadely it is. And it's her own fault, she never had the guts to tell him how she really felt and now it's to late. If you ask others what kind of a lupine I am, they all will say I'm confident, strong, know what I want, always happy ... I wish I was ... it's all a mask, acting, I dont like people to know how vulnerable I really am, how I really feel inside,... hurt, alone, lost, so insecure and full of regrets. I'm Daciana and this is my story ... When I was little I wasn't surrounded by much love, an uncaring mother, a violent father. I never could do anything right, I was always told I was worthless. But in the presence of others I was praised, they bragged about me, how smart, fast, hardworking I was ... growing up in such situation made me very insecure but because I always was told that our feelings shouldn't be shown to others I've always managed to hide it. When I was old enough to take care of myself, I run away from home, I couldn't stand the fights anymore. I found a wonderfull pack that welcomed me with open arms, I did my best to fit in, always friendly & helpfull. I'd defend the pack with my life. Others look up to me, they praise me, love me... And still, surrounded by so many good and wonderfull friends, I feel alone & insecure. There are moments I'd rather be dead than all the trouble would be gone and I'd find peace. ... more to come
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Daciana
Aug 10, 2008 22:09:40 GMT 1
Post by Bleurosea on Aug 10, 2008 22:09:40 GMT 1
Daciana woke up, it was already late in the afternoon but she still felt so tired. It was a full moon last night, something she didn't liked 'cause most of the times she would loose her self-control and God beware of what happend at those times. As usual her fur was soaked with blood, already dry and stiff. She forched herself to get up, slowely walking to the river to wash herself. Slowely she stept in the river, a shiver went down her spine, "My God ... Why is the water always so cold." "Now to get the blood of so I can return to the pack." Daciana signed, it was Nyx, the pack leader that made her promise to leave the pack at dusk of every full moon when she first arrived. Nyx advised her to find a deep cave or to make a burrow to stay at. I was very confused at fist but still young and innocent and didn't really understand why. But growing older I started to feel a strange urge at full moon, it wasn't long after that when I found out why I had to leave the pack. Most of the times I lost self-control and left my cave and I would wake up covered in blood. All cleaned up but still wet she starts her trip back to the pack.
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