[MAIREN]

[jackaleigh]

Mairen
Timid Mordy--The Gentle Hand to Mortal's End Aisig Barghest



This Aisig is a gem. A tiny, flickering flame in the darkness. She is quiet and thoughtful, much preferring to listen to conversations than partake in them unless directly addressed. Left to her own devices, she tends towards the more playful side of things like batting around a bottle someone left on the street or chasing after loose flower petals in the training green. She doesn't participate in malevolent play, and is always careful of where she steps, seeing as a lot of Planet's creatures are smaller than her, even as a pup. Even fully grown she has the mannerisms and softness of a pup, always willing to offer a helping paw, or kind word whenever necessary. Her views on issues can sometimes be naïve, but disregarding them would be a mistake. It can be easy to forget that despite her young-mindedness, she is a guardian of the dead, and will become wiser than she appears the longer she lives. She is a silent, sweet angel of death, and those she leads to the afterlife do so with little reluctance. After all, what is there to fear, when the being guiding you is as gentle and calm and warm as a summer breeze? She will lead anyone who will follow, and will do so with a canine smile.

Her Bonded is her protecter, her home. She is too young to remember any sort or stability in her life, so this ever-present Bond is a blessing she wouldn't give up for the world. She loves her Bonded more than anything else, and would do anything they asked as soon as they asked it. Even as a pup she tries to the best of her abilities to carry out favours and idle requests, even if the tasks are out of range of her physical capabilities. She is upset if she can't do what her Bonded has asked over her, though a few moments of reassurance and some petting is sure to cheer her up again. She will follow her Bonded where ever they go, if they'll take her. Because home is where the heart is, and her Bonded holds her heart in the palm of their hand. It is almost impossible to make this mild Aisig angry. Not even attacking her or her Bonded will result in her anger, arising only fear of harm falling upon those she cares about. One sure way to incite her anger, however, is to insult, degrade, or judge her Bonded in a negative way when they have not done anything to deserve it. She loves her Bonded for who they are, and she expects society to at least give him the respect all living beings deserve.

This little girl will always be just that. Little. As the runt of the litter, she will never grow quite as bit as the other Barghests in her rank. Even with the motherly cast to the Aisig rank, her loose, flowing curls of her fur make her seem even softer than most. Smooth, paint-grey covers most of her body, while lighter, fainter swirls of colour smooth over almost every inch of her body, most prevalent on her angular face. Her claws are short, blunt and off-white while her nose is black and ever twitching. Her left eye is a pale silver, while her right is a feathery sky-blue.

mindvoice: "Bold #43A693"