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I finally finished it!! MUAHAHA! This is the basic profile for Nova. >.>


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Name: Nova Aiyoku Rawzzal (DreamWeaver)
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Species: Tiger (blood mix in ancestry)
Sexual Preference: Bisexual


Eyes: Shimmering Blue (Changes different shades of blue depending on how she turns or how the light hits them)
Hair: Deep, Rich Red
Fur: White with faded black stripes
Paw Pads: A peach-pink color
Paws: ‘Hind’ paws are large regular paws. Hands have more of a human shape to them
Tail: Long, thickening at the end. Much like a snow leopard’s tail.
Body: Small and lithe
Height: 5 Foot
Weight: Around 95 pounds
Wing Span: 7 and a half foot across (If/when she grows them back)


History/Personality:
Born to a small village in the middle of a deep forest, she was raised to be gentle and kind to everyone. It was a peaceful little place, with only a handful of other tigers. Though others sometimes treated her differently for the fact she was born with small white wings from the griffin blood far far back in her ancestry, she was generally happy. Loved deeply by her mother and her father and even got along rather well with her two siblings. At the tender age of six, her father was ripped from her when him and a couple of the other village males went out to hunt. For the first time in her life, she knew what real sadness was and started to see the world completely different. No longer did she see everything through rose-colored glasses, the world was cruel.
When she was around the age of ten, the world showed it’s harsh face again when a pack of rabid wolves stormed through her village. Killing, destroying, taking life and thrusting her into the world alone. She’d managed to get away with small damage, her wings being ripped from her back and a few cuts and bruises were the only scarring on her body. Her mind, however, skidded to a halt as she ran as far as she could from the village and gripping to the fringes of hope and life.
Realizing quickly that she had to survive on her own, she learned how to hunt, build a small home for herself, and how to defend herself. She lived much like a ‘wild animal’ most her life. Until civilization plowed through her home and thrusted her, again, into an unknown world. Being a well adept survivor at the age of seventeen, she slipped through the streets of the newly built towns, smoothly avoiding most contact with others. She fully rooted herself into civilization around the age of nineteen, bending into this new world as if she’d been born there.
Now at the age of twenty-three, she continues to live in the thrall of different cities. Getting away with working at small jobs and living with someone that’s usually never home. Only the scars where she wings once were, symbolize what she’d gone through.

Lol! I took this stupid test thing... and here's how you make a 'me'. x3 Though there will only ever be one me. MUAHAHAHA! >.>

How to make a Nova

Ingredients: 5 parts success 3 parts ambition 3 parts joy

Method: Stir together in a glass tumbler with a salted rim. Add a little cocktail umbrella and a dash of lovability

This is a poem I just recently did for a new friend of mine on a site I go to... Figured I'd post it on here. *shrug* Lol

Only In Dreams
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Only in dreams,
A pillow muffles my screams,
How I wish you were mine,
With a taste finer then wine,
You belong to another,
I only get you in the dawn,
The hours that he’s gone,
The passion we share,
Nothing could compare,
How cruel fate seems to be,
That only half of you would be with me,
A kiss like honey,
Skin of pure satin,
Tormented love,
Is all I have with me,
As I pull the covers over my head,
Hunt for the sweetness,
Behind the bitter dread,
Only in dreams,
Can I completely have you,
It seems,
I reach up and touch the sky,
Feeling like I could die,
With all the emotions,
That I hide,
Tears blur my eyes,
This is the end,
A chapter closed,
Tomorrow it’ll start again,
Like a roller coaster,
That only breaks,
With the moon,
The night is the time,
I miss you most,
Caught in my inner torment,
Pained till I drift to sleep,
There we belong to each other,
Only in dreams…
(c) Copyrighted : Meranda Lambert

Hiya! Meranda here... o.o You can call me Nova is ya want, doesn't matter to me. Lol! I'm kinda bored and hyper so I decided to make a LJ. Mainly cause I was looking over Jay's and figured 'What the hell? Nothing better to do right now!' xD So... I plan to use this little thinger to just.. goof around with, add poems to, maybe talkin about life. Who knows...I'll find something good to use it for. Lol!

Any of you that's wondering... YUSH! I am the same Meranda that 'followed' Jay home after he visited me in Florida over the weekened. x3 God! He makes me sound like a stray sometimes.. >.> Lmao! Adore him anyway. Hehe.