Likes: Naps, pets, cuddles and being pampered Dislikes: Angry things, thieves, liars Personality: Benoit is calm, cool and collected, charming and flirtatious. She adores being pampered by those who find her to be someone worthwhile of affections.
Fleeting romances, never tied down. Loving fully on a whim, as untamed and expansive as the skies she fell from.
Has a tendency to place her paw on other's faces when she wants them to be quiet.
"Shhhhh, you're too pretty to talk." Her best pickup line. >W<;
(She and her brother were abandoned wishing star baskets.
My Long Lost Family Member
Soquili/Familiar in search of a relative: Relation (mother, father, brother, sister, etc): Elder Brother Breed (first choice): Ceryeni/Reg Cross. (she is a mutant via splicing and the like, so pawed and tailed is preferred, but base 'breed' is this I believe.) Breed (2nd choice): Ceryeni What does your character leave as an offering for the wishing star? Benoit brings a feather from her companion that ombres from a mauve to a lovely lilac at the tip, wrapped up in a bandage of hers, and tied with one of her bracelets, beads of every color of the rainbow decorate the string as well. Short IC Response: Benoit was jittery. Flappy had told her of this wishing star and she hadn't thought it was anything real, but the more stories she heard the more she longed to see her elder brother again. Her parents she could take or leave, but her brother...he was the one who always listened, and kept her safe from the nightmares.
Flappy had helped her prepare her small gift, donating his most prized feather. She did not know why it was his most prized, but she was glad for the gift and hoped her meager offering was enough.
As she climbed to where the offerings were left behind, she saw others had left so many bits of themselves here, some for family like her, some for children, friends. She was in awe of how many hung their hopes on a wishing star.
Feeling less silly than she did before, she took a breath and found a small place to set down the bundled items. Looking up, she wondered what others said, or did, then felt compelled to ask aloud, "Wishing star? I know you've got a lot to file through, but if you could perhaps look well upon me, and lead my brother to me, I'd be...very grateful. I miss him, and feel lonely without him to back me up. Flappy is great company, but my brother...he's family, and the only one that ever understood me." She blinked back tears as she realized exactly how much she hoped she'd see him again, her long fluffy tail flicking backwards.
"I....Thank you, even if you don't grant my wish...I feel better having spoken out loud." Quietly she turned and left, feeling as though a little of the weight on her soul had been lifted.[/spoiler
Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2016 4:11 pm
Ideas:
Panicked random person starter:
Stalking, that was what she was supposed to be doing, however like any lazy cat...dog, thing, she was more intent on finding somewhere up and out of the way to nap off the day.
And that's what she'd done, well into the afternoon and early evening.
Now, her floppy ears twitched, there was something meek making furtive sounds that seemed like they needed help, or maybe it was someone trying to lure her out of her good spot, she nosed out of her well covered bush and sniffed. Panic. Drenched in panic. She snorted it out of her nose, a tentative paw rubbing against it. That simply would not do.
Benoit grumbled, reckless fear was never good for the soul, her paws stretched out from under her bush as she contemplated how to approach this situation, Popping up would likely send the other critter packing or make them faint dead away, so she decided to carefully stick her head out to see if she could spot where the slight noise came from.
Sharp eyes caught sight of a stallion in what looked like the most hopeless situation he'd ever been in. Sighing, she pulled herself entirely from her bush, long fluffy tail, paws and all, she was pretty big, but still lithe and careful in her movements
A careful tone as she spoke, "Yo, you lost buddy?" She may have looked a little scary, but her tone was reassuring, gentle, and hopefully it would help him focus on not freaking out.
