I go by Nykkida. or nyk, nykk, nykki, anything else you can make out of it.
Me birthday is Jan 9, 1990 =D
Khay is my first charrie

Name: Khayoss

Age: 3

Gender: Fae

Appearance: A shaggy tapestry of sable hue graces a lithe frame. Her talons are of a deep black-red, looking vaguely bloody in coloration though not unnatural. Her optics are of amber tint. These red-gold orbs fade into darkened versions when anger arouses within her. Slightly larger than what is considered to be a normal fae, she is nonetheless graceful. Despite her size, she can't be mistaken for a brute, for her strength lies in bands of length rather than width. Her banner is long and thick with a tip of russet, the same pigment that adorns the tips of her audits. Platforms are rather large, leaving prints of great distinction. She walks with a silence almost befitting a cat. For one of her temperament and appearance, her lyrics come across as a surprise, musical and silken instead of harsh and cutting. Khay is a wolf of distinct characteristics that are easily recognized, IF she allows you to see her.

Personality: Khayoss earned her title and bears it proudly. She's usually silent due to her less than trusting nature. It is difficult to get close to her heart, for she keeps it well guarded. Known to be volatile, she doesn't fear conflict although she avoids taking part in it unless invited. Despite her inherently dark nature, she enjoys nothing better than a good joke, often playing the part of the mischievous trickster. Sarcasm frequently laces her comments. Despite a tendency to be manipulative, Khay will never lie. There is nothing that bores into her mind like a liar; the words make the wolf, and she considers a creature who speaks empty words unworthy of breathing te same air as she. Though not all memories are nightmares, she does her best to keep the past behind her. Khayoss lives for here and now, nothing else matters.

History: Khayoss's history is her namesake. Born to a pack of neutrals, she never seemed to fit. Her pack cared for her, though they feared her. Something seemed to lurk in those shining orbs of amber. Despite having never harmed them, they never came to trust her, eventually causing her to mistrust herself. And so she left them before her time, teaching herself to survive. In time, she came to despise the neutral way of life, to hate the stupid split allegiances her one-time family had sworn themselves to. To stand in the middle of a war zone hoping to survive is foolish. She began to see that she wasn't to blame for their stupidity but felt no desire to make amends. Life goes on... She found shelter with several dark packs over the course of time, but inevitably ending up moving on. Something within her was never content. The restless wanderer haunting the souls of the young refused to relinquish control of her paws. But she'd not be content to wander forever. Something inside of her couldn't stand the emptiness. Even darkness needs a home. And so her blackened pillars bore her onward, eternally hunting for something she couldn't explain. She'd always laughed to hear the dark wolves who said they needed no one. If you have no one, who can you be superior to, oh great shadow master? Fools. All Khayoss had known was fools and mirages. And she'd had enough of this empty existence. Reality isn't kind, but it's the closest we ever come to truly living....

Welcome to SotW, Nykkida. Your character's name needs to match the account's name, but that can be fixed by one of the admins. :)

Other than that, your app is perfectly acceptable. B)

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