i wanna see you be brave {alehue's characters}

[alehue]

ARYA !!

awed by alehue
updated 06.04.14

i could sit for hours

finding new ways to be awed each minute

appearance,,
The lady is painted in shades of black, white, and gray, with not a drop of color tarnishing her grayscale pelt. The only portion of her body that holds any shade other than ones that can be created form black or white is her eyes. They are a brilliant vermillion color, shining like two rubies over a snow white muzzle. Arya's eyes are not only points of color, but also points of weakness. They shine when she is excited, and appear dull when she is not. Her emotions are clearly written in them if any care to look for them. But, else, she is totally monochrome. The most notable points on her pelt are her feet, the tip of her tail, the top of her head, and her back.

Each of the female's paws looks as if they have been dipped in ink, up until nearly her elbow, when the black starts to fade into white, in a sort of gradient style. This pattern is identical on each of her legs, giving the female almost exact symmetry, Her tail breaks this symmetry. The very end is colored in the same inky color as the female's socks, but the spread of gray downwards is less even. On the right side of her tail, the darker hues of Arya's fur continue nearly halfway down the extremity, fading from black to silver. However, on the left side, the fur's change is much more abrupt, with only a few gray hairs stretching into the white before disappearing altogether.

The top of he canine's head, including her ears, is painted in a color deceptively similar to the blackness the rest of her body holds. Instead, though, it is a deep gray, and is solid, rather than gradient. Spanning her back from in between her shoulders to the juncture of her hips is a saddle of the same deep gray color. It is hashed through with dashes of white and charcoal fur, giving it depth and shading Arya's previous pelt lacked. Otherwise, the female's pelt is a pristine white color, which makes her joints and tendons even more pronounced then they already were. This, along with the graceful, but rather stern, arch of her muzzle, makes the female appear rather serious to the casual onlooker.

Her gait, like other aspects of her body, makes her appear stern. Each pawstep is calculated, and the movements are smooth, almost predatory. The usual set of her head, just below her shoulders, when she walks, can oft make her look much more steely than she actually is. Running is a totally different story, however. When she runs, Arya holds a grace that is unrivalled, and any deceitful maliciousness disappears from her stride. Her movements are fluid, and the only time the canine becomes anywhere near fear inciting when she runs is when she is chasing after prey.

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The most noticeable personality trait of the female is her energy. Ceasing movement is a near impossible task for her; she prefers to be in constant motion, because then, even if she is not being productive, she is doing something. This abundant energy leads the female to have several nervous ticks, many of which can betray her mood, if one bothers to look hard enough and analyze the patterns in nervousness. In a way, Arya cannot be effective in communication without her hyperactivity. The simplest of movements adds a whole new layer of complexity to anything she happens to be saying.

Her energy does not stop simply in her movements, though. The female is, in a word, a spitfire. She has no qualms with saying her opinions, and saying them honestly. Thus, she can come off rather abrasive and stubborn. Those are both apt points, but this personality trait also allows the canine to be basically immovable. Her opinion is assuredly her own, and not the echo of somebody else's thoughts. If one can get past the original rough edges, Arya's stubborn bluntness can actually be a really positive tool to use in growing oneself, though the female does not often use it as a way of growing herself, even though she could (and probably should).

The female's experience thusfar in the false world the animals inhabit has made her rather jaded, especially towards love. She believes that love is a far-fetched hope, and one she does not wish to pursue, especially considering her son, Hershey, was born into a world where who he belonged to was more important than who he would be happier with, and who would love him more. This foggy view of the world makes Arya even more unpleasant than her already biting tongue can cause her to be. She thus has a hard time making friends, and an even harder time making amends with those who have hurt her, or whom she has hurt, in the past.

Once her friendship is won, Arya can at first seem indifferent, but that is far from the case. She is unflinchingly loyal, and willing to do nearly anything for those whom she cares about, even if that is not the general impression she gives. When she opens up, the canine can be pleasant, even preferable, company. Her once-bothersome energy is bubbly enthusiasm for everything that she does, and her stubborn personality morphs into a willingness to stand up for what she believes in. All in all, the female is good; it just takes the right sort of perception to see her as such.

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HERSHEY??




dark blue by alehue
updated 06.02.14

dark blue, dark blue

have you ever been alone in a crowded room?

appearance,,
Hershey is, by all accounts, physically adorable. His deep set chocolate colored eyes are bright and wondrous, with questions constantly swirling just beneath the surface. He is not as easily read as his mother through his eyes, but with some deciphering, his emotions can be untangled. Also unlike his mother, his face is wide and stocky, despite his frame, which is exactly the opposite of that. His tongue often hangs out of slightly open jaws, giving him a soppy, childish look. This look is only emphasized by his button nose and slightly flopped over ears, and his naive personality.

His body also reflects his childishness and lovableness. Probably due to the fact that his parents were young, barely out of the childhood stage, Hershey is petite almost to the point where it is dangerous. His bones would be able to be snapped easily, and he looks, overall, frail, which inspires the need to protect him in many. His thin pelt clings close to his body, which makes his size even more apparent. Despite this, he doesn't view himself as a weakling, as his size doesn't prohibit him from doing anything that others would normally do, except for perhaps reach some of the taller branches of trees.

A trait of his that makes the male proud is, oddly enough, his tail. Curled so that it naturally hangs beside his right hip, Hershey takes pride in the fact that he is unique in a way other than his smallness. However, the position of his tail can often make walking for Hershey feel lopsided, even if it is not so, so he overcompensates and ends up slightly limping on his left in order to keep his tail from brushing against his hip in a rather annoying way with every step he takes. This odd hobble can make some assume that he is injured, which, when paired with his pixie-like frame, can make others even more prone to insisting that they help him in some way.

Across this all is the male's fur. Rather thin, though not patchy, it covers his entire body closely, even on places, like the scruff, where fur normally hangs off. The underside of his fur is pristine, almost dazzling, white. No matter how hard he tries, Hershey simply cannot get the fur to sully itself, probably due to the fact that anything that could embed itself simply slips out of the thin pelt. This whiteness distracts from the coloration that spreads across Hershey's back, neck, and rump, which is an unusual auburn color, closer to an orange than brown in tone. Only the more observant of animals will discover this subtle difference, though - most are too enchanted with the anomalous pure white fur to notice anything else.

personality,,
Timidness is Hershey's default setting. He doesn't wish to be in anybody's way, or disturb anybody with his presence, his speech, or his actions. When he appears, often he's unnoticed unless he tries to make himself otherwise. This invisibility of sorts can serve him well in some situations, but otherwise makes him feel ignored. This has a severe impact on his psyche, and only causes him to believe that he deserves to be ignored, which therefore makes him more timid. The cycle is perpetual, and while Hershey has begun to realize it exists, he cannot fathom how to end it without help.

The problem with getting help is that Hershey is far from fluent in any language. While other creatures had the gift of speech bestowed upon them naturally, the male struggles with even simple sentences. The idea is not that he is thick; he simply doesn't know how to express his thoughts in a coherent manner that others can understand. This frustrates him, and only makes his problem of feeling invisible worse, because he cannot very well gain attention without revealing how clumsy he is with the language others seem to have mastered. The necessity of speech has not been lost on the male, and while he tries his best to learn via immersion, it is slow going, and oft he contents himself with staying silent rather than speaking out.

Apart from the aspects of his personality that frustrate the canine, he also has a few unique talents. Due to a rare neurological phenomenon known as synaesthesia, Hershey can perceive the emotions associated with sounds (such as a growl of anger) as both their sound and as a color. The color does not necessary correlate to what many would otherwise associate with the word, (such as red for the aforementioned example). This works to a lesser extent in that Hershey can also smell both scents and color associated with them. While many see it as a unique quirk, the male sees it as compensation for the otherwise difficult hand he has been dealt.

[alehue]

chances by alehue
updated 06.02.14
for claerwyn

take all your chances while you can
you never know when they'll pass you by

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it's all about your cries and kisses...

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be brave by alehue
updated 06.02.14
for jamie

JUST SAY WHAT YOU WANNA SAY
AND LET THE WORDS FALL OUT HONESTLY
i wanna see you be brave
SHOW ME HOW BIG YOUR BRAVE IS!!

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these lines by alehue
updated 06.02.14
for serissa

i need a sign to let me know you're here
all of these lines are being crossed over the atmosphere

- - - calling all you angels - - -

sometimes these words get me down but sometimes they lift me up i just need to grow my wings and then i'll fly away from here.

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[attr="class","kLyrics"]dear fellow traveller
underneath the moon
i saw you standing in the shadows
and your eyes were blue

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BANDIT --

burn the ashes by alehue
updated 06.10.14

a constellation of tears on your lashes burn everything you love and burn the ashes

appearance,, The canine is feminine in every definition of the word. Her face, most of all, portrays this. Her muzzle is long and elegant, her features sculpted out of marble, a masterpiece only few are truly worthy of beholding. The rest of her body is crafted in a similar way, with smooth curves and wide hips that flare from a lean chest making Bandit appear female even from some distance away. Her paws are also the epitome of femininity, tiny and perfect, though they are a bit smaller than they should be considering the proportions of the rest of her body. Of all of the colors that battle for dominance in Bandit's coat, tan seems to win. It covers her legs and tail, as well as serving a base of sorts for all the other colors that are piled onto her body. A variety of off-whites, from cream to a pearly tone, create the second base coat over tan. On top of those two shades, brown and red vie for dominance of their own. The darker shades of brown compliment the tan, whereas the job of the rusty and auburn tones is to reveal the off-whites as more striking. Though the mottled pelt can make Bandit look disorganized and not well put together, the overall effect of the patchwork is stunning, only revealing further the curves of Bandit;s body that mark her as a woman. Though the colors across Bandit's torso are varied and constantly fight over the female's body, her extremities are composed of much cleaner lines and fewer colors. White caps the female's tan muzzle, and her paws as well. It also shades a thin stripe up Bandit's tail, with the tip also being devoid of color. The simpleness of the female's coloration on the other portions of her body draws attention away from her face and onto the carelessly painted mantle of her back, and thus, Bandit is not sure of which part of her body to be proud of; that which is well-sculpted, or that which is well-painted. Either way, the female is a work of art. personality,, Bandit is what parents fear their children will become. Rebellious describes her to a t. She doesn't like the concept of authority, finding it both droll and pointless. Why should anyone be above anyone else, especially when they're all gonna end up the same place - dead - anyways? She's not really suited for life with other animals, because, as she sees it, whenever there's more than one animal in the same place, some sort of dominance structure is going to be created. This, of course, goes against her principal beliefs. Thus, when meeting others, she often stays around just long enough to mess around with them before departing once more, back to the solitude she enjoys. A dark heart beats in her chest, but the darkness is made of ink that's meant to be spilled. She is, in all ways, a poet. Her head is constantly spinning with words, and when she bothers to step past her usual crude and demeaning language, others would be surprised to find that she's actually very articulate, able to describe anything and everything with just a few simple words. Her command of language is rivaled by few, but exceeded by none. However, the fact that she doesn't enjoy company all that much makes it so others don't often see this side of her, instead passing her off as another rabble-rouser with nothing comprising her personality but the fact that, unlike many of the other animals in the world of light, she prefers to dwell in darkness. As dark always is, though, Bandit sometimes wishes to be dominated by the light. The feeling of wanting to be good comes and goes, but the canine never really acts on it, and soon the fancy fades and she is once more content to wreck the lives of others. Even if she did step to the light, though, the merle female would eventually always return to the darkness. It is her modus operandi, and considering the fact that she is a bit of a masochist, if not a sadist as well, Bandit would want to take the enjoyment of the "better" lifestyle from herself, simply because she enjoyed it. Though Bandit's body is distinctly feminine, in her mind, she is androgynous. On some days, she enjoys the fact that she is female, and even delights in it. On other days, she would much rather prefer to be male, and acts as thus. This can often confuse other animals, if they meet her more than once, as Bandit's masculine side is even more gruff and violent than her feminine one. Swinging from side to side, though, makes Bandit glad that, upon her birth, she chose to give herself a gender-neutral name, as opposed to others, who have names that are distinctly for males or females.