Biography
The Age of Aquarius thrusts those who wade the shallows deep into the depths
It's dark and tender, with hands and feet flailing, searching for the comfort of the sandbar
Aquarius does not drown them to be evil
Aquarius understands hardship and wants them to grow,
To see the light even in the darkness,
To understand that to swim, you must at first drown.
Freedom calls to me. It extends its hand out and I grasp it as tight as I can. I feel it's weight on me, telling me "you have me, so make the best of it and do good". Uranus speaks to me in the same way that freedom does. I try grasping for its hand, but it does not come to me. I try, and I try, and I try, but it mocks me.
Uranus is too independent, and I, too dependent on it. Uranus does not desire someone to lean on it.
So I take after it, and I become a loner.
I sink into it. I push everyone away. No one is good enough to know who I am, I mumble.
I'm ostracized from my pack.
"It's your fault," Saturn hisses.
"Don't listen to it," Uranus speaks in whispers. I can barely hear it. Saturn's melody is loud in my ears, its authority weighing over restless Uranus.
"You should have followed their law," Saturn speaks once more. I ignore it.
Angel accepts me with open arms. She tells me that there are no outsiders in this pack, that everyone finds "something" here.
"Listen to your planet rulers, for they know what is best," Angel's voice is full of experience.
I want to speak my mind. I want to ask her, "how does one listen to their home planets when they are in opposition of each other?"
I remain silent.
Saturn calls me a fool.
Uranus stays silent.
I disappoint them both. I feel trapped between two worlds.
Why can't freedom come to me instead?
Breeding Info
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| Personality
When was the last time Starry smiled? When was the last time someone saw her eyes light up from excitement, from thrill and pleasure? Cold is her exterior, and her heart unknown to warmth.
Shallow on the surface - but a bustling ocean underneath - Starry is eternally misunderstood. The power of Uranus festers within her and scrapes her to her core until her insides gush with the power of the stars.
Constantly trying to gain alliances, it is a prophecy that will never come to be. Damned to be a loner, but a friend at heart.
Basic traits
-Lonely
-Self-reliant
-Intellectual
-Aloof
-Loyal
-Always willing to try something new
Preferences
She has found solitude in a female human whom she visits every now and then. She's young and worked as a nurse for the war effort, and is now working in a factory off in the city. This human is the one soul Starry trusts with her entire being.
She also has many a crow and raven friends.
As for wolves, she has found an acquaintance in Corpse. Corpse doesn't initiate often, but when he does, the two have solemn moments together, simply enjoying each others company.
She absolutely does not like Noah, Themis, Summer, or Shera.
Special Skills
It is not wolves who understand her, but other mammalia. Starry has the ability to speak thousands of languages. She can speak cat, raccoon, raven, fish, beetle, even human.
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