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Meara Snow

As a human Meara is slim and beautiful in a slightly exotic way. Even so there is a frailty about her, her fae eyes shine through into her mortal face. Her skin is pale but not too much so, her hair is dark brown, not quite black. It is shiny and sleek, falling to her shoulders; it gives the apparency of a well groomed mane. Her ears come to not quite a point. When she walks she has the grace of a cat. Her clothes are lose and flow as she walks.

Fae Mien: Meara is a thing of wild beauty, which rivals that of a Sihde. She stands 5'4", and is roughly 115lbs. Her skin lightens to the color of milk. Black stripes slash across her cheeks, creating an almost fierce look. This is tempered by the mischievous look in her dark purple eyes. At times this can be mixed with a sadness so deep not even Amara knows the extent. Her hair darkens to black, and grows longer to her mid - back. A air of frailty still hangs about her but this is displaced by the anger she often shows. Her ears become completely cat like and move up some. In addition she also has a long tail; furry with black and white stripes. Pure silk her fae clothes are those of some old gypsy dancer. The shirt hangs off he shoulders, defying gravity by staying on. The skirt hangs to her knees, but ties around her hips, leaving the sides of her legs fully exposed. Both her shirt and skirt are a deep blue fringed with silver.



History

Amara never knew her parents. Her mother died during child birth, and her father killed himself hours later. After a week of searching for the child's family, she was identified as the niece to one of the wealthiest gentleman in the world. He came, armed with the proper i.d. and papers, to take her home. Truth be told the gentleman in question, was not her uncle. He'd heard about a child abandon at birth and he was intrigued, as he had no children. An eshu fae, he'd known from the moment he say her what she was. A fae not yet emerged, rather then leave her to fate, perhaps her being adopted into a family who wouldn't be so understanding. He took her in and on his travels. Amara traveled all over the world with her uncle, learning many things. Though not as schooled as she could be she excels in many arts, particular dance of many cultures.

Her christalis came about shortly before her 17th birthday, during an argument with her uncle. She soon came to accept and enjoy, her new life. For a year and a day she was taught in a freehold in Africa. Her staining was a small private affair, only the members of the tribe and her uncle were there.

Once 18 she moved to Manhatten. She has a job at a club, she dances there 4 times a week. She also has an Apt. She always wares a white gold rose locket, and a celtic knot ring. Usually she caries five or six black ribbons.