HeartsBane

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Character Name: HeartsBane
Tribal Position: N/A
Soul name: A'tay
Age: ~350
Height: 4'6"
Eyes: moonsliver
Hair Color: Blood Black
Hair Style: Long and strait
Complexion: porcelain
Build: lean and sensuous
Preserver Name: N/A
Other: She has fragile bones and is mute

Clothing:
Summer: Short tunic and thigh high boots trimmed with feathers and a
long feather cloak. Pretty much the same only fur lined in winter.

Father: MoonScar (A)
Mother: Shadowsong (A)
Cubs: Brighteyes (Son A) , Quickflame (Daughter A)
Lifemates: DarkArrow
Recognized: Yes, DarkArrow

Fears: Turning into her mother
Dislikes: Being told what to do, not being in control.
Likes: Music, dreaming, and communing with the world, studying her
powers.
Dreams: Someday she will find her place, most likely at the top.
Magic's: Sending(all), Astral Projection, Mind-Healing, Levitation
Weapons: Her magic
Skills: See Magic, some herbal healing, plays a harp like instrument
Personality: Strong, silent, calm, powerful and aloof. She does not
flaunt her abilities since she has nothing to prove. She is very
stubborn and must be in control of herself and her life at all times,
not being in control angers her. As distant as she makes it seem she
likes to be she does feel lonely. And though she badmouths the ways
of the others she envies there closeness.

Character History*
Heartsbane was created by her mother to be used as a tool against her
father. Shadowsong hoped to fill her child with such hate that she
would go and confront Moonscar, if she killed him then Shadowsong
would be happy and if he killed her then shadowsong could reveal
who's blood was on his hands, and new that the guilt would kill him.
However, what she did not count on is that Bane had remarkably strong
sending powers. She could see right through her mothers lies and so
never felt hate for her father. She was however trapped using her
powers to try and keep her mother pacified and under control while
she struggled to find away to banish the evil from her soul. However
this task was daunting even for one of her strength she was and still
is quite young. Whenever she was forced to rest her mother would go
off on a rampage in the holt bellow, or stir up some other mischief.
As a result Bane has never been able to really sleep. Her "naps" are
short and she wakes feeling anxious afraid of what she will find her
mother has done this time.