Unicorns
Unicorns - 01
Garra - 00
Xicara - 00
Espada - 00
Moeda - 00
Varinha - 01
Garra - 00
Xicara - 00
Espada - 00
Moeda - 00
Varinha - 01
VARINHA
Yellow-Bellied Cur Varinha Jin
Jin, female Italic #e7e113
We're just going to cut to the chase. The Yellow-Bellied Cur is the type who wishes she could do all sorts of exciting things and come up with neat ideas, and is absolutely terrified of actually experiencing them or putting herself out there and being told her ideas are dumb after all. What if it goes wrong?! She can't handle it if it goes wrong. Oh, things outside of her going wrong, that's fine, no problem, she'll not ruffle a single feather about it. Something she had anything to do with, though, falls apart, and she'll have a right breakdown over it. Doesn't matter how far removed she is from what went wrong, all she has to do is even think about attending the harpsichord concert next week and if the harpsichordist gets sick? BOOM. Her fault. Sweet as a button, she is, if she can get past herself.
Jin's horn is soft, pale morning sunlight, a comforting colour against her soft velvet hide, appaloosa-spotted with pale grey on faintly darker grey skin. A single stripe of ebony draws down her spine and bleeds into her tail, while her mane is a snowy white. Her eyes are... hazel? Grey? Light brown? Wait, are they gold? It seems to shift, although not because of any identifiable mood or the like. Magic is weird.
Jin, female Italic #e7e113
We're just going to cut to the chase. The Yellow-Bellied Cur is the type who wishes she could do all sorts of exciting things and come up with neat ideas, and is absolutely terrified of actually experiencing them or putting herself out there and being told her ideas are dumb after all. What if it goes wrong?! She can't handle it if it goes wrong. Oh, things outside of her going wrong, that's fine, no problem, she'll not ruffle a single feather about it. Something she had anything to do with, though, falls apart, and she'll have a right breakdown over it. Doesn't matter how far removed she is from what went wrong, all she has to do is even think about attending the harpsichord concert next week and if the harpsichordist gets sick? BOOM. Her fault. Sweet as a button, she is, if she can get past herself.
Jin's horn is soft, pale morning sunlight, a comforting colour against her soft velvet hide, appaloosa-spotted with pale grey on faintly darker grey skin. A single stripe of ebony draws down her spine and bleeds into her tail, while her mane is a snowy white. Her eyes are... hazel? Grey? Light brown? Wait, are they gold? It seems to shift, although not because of any identifiable mood or the like. Magic is weird.