Name: Darcia Bluebird Sabbahi
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Eyes: Yellow
Hair: Brunette
Height: 5'7''
Body Type: Lean and compact, agile
Skin Color: Olive
God Parent: Bastet
Mortal Parent: Warii Bluebird
Country of Origin: Egypt
Pets: None
Talents: Gymnastics, running, and hiding her emotions.
Weapon**: She has a small CB dagger.
Flaws: She hates water, might chase a ball of yarn, and is scared of dead bodies. She had anger issues.
Powers(must relate to god parent; optional):
She can talk to any kind of cat both mentally and verbally and can call any type of cat in a two-mile radius to help her.
-If there are no big cats within that area then she cannot call any, her powers are limited to what is near her., If there are only two cats within two miles of her then she can only call two cats.
-She can call up to fifteen cats no larger than twenty pounds. She can only do this once a day and the cats will stay with her for no more than fifteen minutes. Any more and she begins to lose control of the cats.
-She can summon any size of cat from a house cat to a lion, but she can only summon one lion or big cat at once with no other cats. By the time she is eighteen she will be able to summon two big cats at once, and she will be able to summon up to twenty cats.
She can influence any type of cat slightly so that it may call off an attack or such.
Life Before CHB*: Darcia was found abandond by a slightly crazy old man in Cairo. She had been left by her father on the steps of a museum that the man worked at. She grew up to appreciate being able to run when she wanted and to take trips to the US for gymnastics competitions. It was on one of these trips that a satyr convinced her to come with him and see the camp. Although, she thought it was all a joke.
RP Example*: Darcia felt the ripples of wind through her long pelt as she raced through a residential area of Las Vegas, her golden tabby pelt was eerily luminous in the dim glow of the streetlamps over head. Just a few nights before she had been racing through the desert as a lion, and now here she was as a housecat in the city. Her life sure was strange. She would be heading out for New York tomorrow, as she had made it to finals. She wuld probably end up going to some of the tourist attractions, just because she had never been to New York before.
Then there was a shadow above her and she woke up in a cold sweat.
Any notes about your characters: Nope.
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Eyes: Yellow
Hair: Brunette
Height: 5'7''
Body Type: Lean and compact, agile
Skin Color: Olive
God Parent: Bastet
Mortal Parent: Warii Bluebird
Country of Origin: Egypt
Pets: None
Talents: Gymnastics, running, and hiding her emotions.
Weapon**: She has a small CB dagger.
Flaws: She hates water, might chase a ball of yarn, and is scared of dead bodies. She had anger issues.
Powers(must relate to god parent; optional):
She can talk to any kind of cat both mentally and verbally and can call any type of cat in a two-mile radius to help her.
-If there are no big cats within that area then she cannot call any, her powers are limited to what is near her., If there are only two cats within two miles of her then she can only call two cats.
-She can call up to fifteen cats no larger than twenty pounds. She can only do this once a day and the cats will stay with her for no more than fifteen minutes. Any more and she begins to lose control of the cats.
-She can summon any size of cat from a house cat to a lion, but she can only summon one lion or big cat at once with no other cats. By the time she is eighteen she will be able to summon two big cats at once, and she will be able to summon up to twenty cats.
She can influence any type of cat slightly so that it may call off an attack or such.
Life Before CHB*: Darcia was found abandond by a slightly crazy old man in Cairo. She had been left by her father on the steps of a museum that the man worked at. She grew up to appreciate being able to run when she wanted and to take trips to the US for gymnastics competitions. It was on one of these trips that a satyr convinced her to come with him and see the camp. Although, she thought it was all a joke.
RP Example*: Darcia felt the ripples of wind through her long pelt as she raced through a residential area of Las Vegas, her golden tabby pelt was eerily luminous in the dim glow of the streetlamps over head. Just a few nights before she had been racing through the desert as a lion, and now here she was as a housecat in the city. Her life sure was strange. She would be heading out for New York tomorrow, as she had made it to finals. She wuld probably end up going to some of the tourist attractions, just because she had never been to New York before.
Then there was a shadow above her and she woke up in a cold sweat.
Any notes about your characters: Nope.
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