Grace in motion, a fluid dance of life. She is Anonna. She aways stands with her neck erect and her nose lifted, as if daring her existence to mean nothing to the world. It is normal to see her ears pricked and still. When she moves, her gaze never wanders. She looks straight ahead, never to the side, but uses her peripheral vision to observe everything around her. She has blue eyes, blue like a winter morning sky. So opposite the color is from the gold and amber hues of her brothers.

IMPATIENT

She doesn't have time for your questions. Nothing you say will ultimately matter in the grand scheme of things, so why even say anything to her at all? 



BITTER

Her whole life, the color of her fur has given everyone preconceptions about her. Are you a bad omen? A good one? Are you destined to save my life? Will you bear my pups? The list goes on and on, with new entries added constantly. What is she to you, a thing with no value? Who she is goes deeper than the unique pattern she was born with. It wasn't her choice.



SILENT

Words are cheap. Words are especially worthless when there are no actions to back them up. Do things instead of talk about them. The eyes or other are sharper than their ears. If you act, what you do will never fall upon deaf ears. 



PRAGMATIC

Deal with the real, not a theory of what could or should be. Stay down to earth and your will never lead yourself astray.

Will fill in as I decide more than what I have ~