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NAME: Yanamari
MEANING: "bitter grace"
ALIAS: -
SPECIES: half-unicorn
GENDER: Female
ORIENTATION: heterosexual
MATE: still looking . . .
BIRTHDAY: 12/25/2O1O
COLOR: #A27F5B
ART: Cert Uncert Plushie
OBTAINED: co-ownership with Summer Raven.
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PERSONALITY: Once bitten, twice shy.
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PAST:
Yanamari is the oldest of seven siblings.. She was born into in a very loving and close knit family, and as their family grew so did their parents love for their children. Being the oldest, Elsie always put her siblings first. She doted over her mother during her pregnancies, and loved each sibling with all of her heart from the moment they were born. Though they weren't the perfect family Elsie longed for. Her mother left quietly one rainy day, to pursue her own dreams and goals in a far-off land. It came very unexpectedly to the entire family. Her father was devastated, and Elsie took it upon herself to step into a motherly role in the family. She became like a second mother to her brothers and sisters.
As a filly, she quickly became aware that she possessed a magical talent unlike that of her peers. Yanamari was a brazen, overconfident filly who approached any situation with a child-like curiosity. She could see her own power, and was deeply conceited. She carried herself with an air of grace, and when she spoke her voice was an elegant soprano. Though her own vanity was her downfall, for as deeply concerned with her appearance as she was, every flaw and failure stood out to her like an infinite ravine. Her interest with improving her own magic, (and in her mind: her very being) bordered on an all-consuming obsession at times.
She thought of herself as a talented healer for being able to mend the small cuts and scrapes her young peers acquired through their typical foalish rough-housing. Her powers seemed to improve each day, and she felt that she was destined to become a great healer. Then, tragedy struck.
She was wandering, exploring the woods with a young sibling when a Skinwalker in the form of a large, dark pelted wolf attacked. Yanamari was too frightened to fight the animal off as it mauled her sister. She hid, and the creature slunk off only when the filly was bloodied and gasping for breath. With tears streaming down her face, Yanamari knelt before her dying sister and fought to muster the magic she'd so prized to heal her injuries, but it was of no use... her sister was dead.
PRESENT: Overcome by sorrow, Yanamari bashed her horn on a boulder again and again in an attempt to hack the useless appendage from her skull. She carries a deep gash on her once-pristine horn, scars along her flank, and deep wounds on her heart.
Her siblings are grown, as is she, and she wanders now with a heavy heart. Through her own sorrow, she tries to remain a rock for friends and loved ones who would need her support. She is very shy about the scars on her underside, and makes very sure never to allow another Soquili to lay eyes upon them.
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