(Bio) *.+ Lima .*+ Gender: girl Age: ??? Likes: fish, her new friend, lemons, ice, and pinwheels Dislikes: being stranded and lava Personalty: shy, artistic, kind, very protective(because lemons are sour), and observant More: she’s allergic to pure milk (so not ice cream or cakes) and if she does eat pure milk she will turn to cheese as kind of a sickness. Also her fur is part lemonade dna and part fur. Lore: Lima, at a young age was hopelessly hanging from a plank of wood being tossed by a strong water current. She knew if she let go, the current would most certainly drown her. Clutching on, it flinged her overboard into the vast sea. Yet she still was willing to be alive. Lima felt like a zombie, between life and death; it felt odd to her. The waves slowly faded to black. Story (after lore): I felt a splash tingling on my fur and looked up to see a world I’d never seen before, giant mushrooms, great trees, the landscape seemed to go forever. It was scary and mysterious at the same time. Then I saw something in the distance, some kind of winged puppy. I froze instantly, heart pounding as if trying to escape my chest. Everything looked gray. Then my instincts came, I ran straight to an area filled with shrubbery and hid in the darkest shadow. I couldn’t remember anything of my past except my name and something about a species called “human.” The pup got closer then said “Hey where is she? I was going to-“ he got to quiet to hear. But I know he’s hunting me down. Even if he were nice, I’d be to shy to say hi. He suddenly stared straight at me, his wings slowly closing as he softly smiled. The gray feeling turned into reality once again. Holding his excitement he walked slowly towards me. My mind started clouding with words, “what do I do? What should I say? Should I run? Wait, AM I IN HEAVEN?!” He responded “ Oh, there you are! I can barely see you, could pleeaaase please pleease come out of there? (Please?)” he said as he held his paw out. I didn’t know what to do, so I simply walked farther back, into the sunlight. He walked slightly closer and stared down at my paw. “w-w-what do you WANT?!” I said getting even more uncomfortable then I already was. By the look of his eyes I could tell he cared, trying to help. That’s when I realized why he was looking for me. I loosened my stance and lowered my gaze till eye contact with the little guy. I blinked; he blinked back understandingly. I sat down; he went though the bush and sat in front of me. We simply exchanged glances in the calming breeze.
