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"Will I lose my dignity?
Will someone care?
Will I wake tomarrow from
This nightmare?

Will I lose my dignity?
Will someone care?
Will I wake tomarrow from
This nightmare?"
- Will I; Rent.

Image of human form.

She once had a happy life. A loving mate of over a millennium, a few beautiful children. But like the lives of so many of the Celestials, it all was stolen away from her with the fall of the Ark of Yamato.

She watched her kin butchered. Her mate died defending her from a beast, only to be ripped in half, his blood, the stench of his death, covering her. She never saw her children die directly, they were seperated in the melee. But when only a handful survived, hope for their life was not something she could pretend. She herself was badly injured, left for dead by the monster who attacked her.

Perhaps it would have been better if she had died. Instead she was forced to lay awake. She shut her eyes to the massacre, but her ears could not be so closed. The screams never left her memory.

Time passed so slowly. And eventually, just a few Lunaris were left. And to her surprise, they turned on eachother, and she witnessed the wings torn from one's body. Shortly after, she was found to be alive by one of the Lunaris, one she did not recognize as being on the Ark. She couldn't even put up a fight as she was dragged off.

For hundreds of years she would suffer as their prisoner. Her once-beautiful face would become a mask of pain, eyes sunken after years of starvation. She had never imagined such cruel deeds were possible.

Still, she held on to that one small string of hope. That Amaterasu would not allow her to continue suffering. That one day she would be saved.

-----

And that day finally came. With the aid of Dido, Waka and Yukio, Hoshiko was taken from her lightless prison, and taken to Wep'keer. There she was met with the uncontainable joy of seeing even more Celestials living. Including one who was very special. Her own son, Rin, had escaped the bloodbath, and Amaterasu had made it so that he could remember her. Not only that but she met her own grandchildren. It was more then she could have ever hoped for.

Image of wolf form.


Bio

Physical

Name: Hoshiko.
Age: 5,489.
Race: Celestial.
Gender: Female.
Build: Once strong and fit. Now starved and shrunken, can barely support her own weight.
Hair: Slightly orange-tinted blonde.
Eyes: Blue.
Wings: White with pale blue feathers on the top.

Wolf Form

Breed: Bloodhound.
Build: Once fit, a little on the chubby side. Now worn and thin.
Appearance: Orangish-yellow fur. Pale, but darker then her fur color, orange covering the top of her muzzle and head, going all the way down her neck and back, stopping halfway down her tail. Front paws are this orange color as well. Back paws are a dark reddish-brown. Spots of reddish-brown cover her back. White starts at her chest, covering her entire underside, ending at the buttocks. Tailtip is white. A single reddish-brown dot on her left cheek. Nose stripe of reddish-brown as well.

Relatives

Parents: Deceased.
Siblings: Deceased.
Mate:: Deceased.
Children: One living. Rin.
Friends: Waka, Dido, Milly.

Mental

Personality: She was once quite happy. During her imprisonment she fell into deep despair, mourning the loss of her family. But hope always remained in her heart that she would be saved, due to belief in the Great Mother's power, and that she would not be left in this situation. She is fearful of Lunaris, save a small few. She is peaceful by nature.
Sexuality: Straight.