reality is whatever I tell you it is
Five foot six and very, very slim, Ciara is not very durable. With a dark skin tone and almost exotic seeming facial features, she does draw the eyes easily. Long, thick, and silky strands of dark violet hair, striped with patches of golden blonde prove that she takes delicate and intent care of her body and looks. Her eyes are a lighter shade of purple, though they bely a dangerous playfulness or sharp intellect most of the time. She isn’t afraid to show skin, and in most of her attire, indeed shows off her beautiful skin tone.
Natural abilities: Death sensory, enhanced dexterity, enhanced senses, and an immunity to fire. She has a weakness to holy water, and struggles when exposed to it.
Fire Manipulation: Advanced.
Cat Shifting: Mastered.
Enhanced Speed: Advanced.
From a young age, Ciara’s life path was set. Expectant parents were initially the cause, wasting no time in instilling their values and the importance of the side they chose into the young female. Looking up to parents who seemed so strong, that they couldn’t possibly be wrong, only made Ciara determined to earn their praise. Ciara didn’t question anything, only taking to the values of the AP like a fish took to water.
Ciara dedicated every ounce of concentration and effort to learning skills that would make her valuable and praised, smart and able to figure things out if a situation arose that she hadn’t been taught to deal with. This may have lead her into being something of an overachiever, paying more attention to her training and studies over a social life, but she balanced the two the best she could.
Having a keen and analytic eye, Ciara was only proud when the day came that she could officially join the ranks of the AP as a valued informant. A sense of pride and satisfaction was gained with the position, and immediately did Ciara set about at her duties, wanting to become not only an asset to the cause she believed in, but a very valuable one at that. She wouldn’t tolerate mediocre results or efforts, especially not from herself or those she held any sort of affiliation with.
One day was her most fateful encounter. For the purpose of a mission the AP considered important, she was to work with someone she had yet to meet - someone by the name of Ravi. Immediately she could feel her attention prickle and her interest rise - something was different about him. Between fulfilling her duty of feeding him relevant information as he needed, she clung to him and gave him attention, between craving it in turn. It was not her usual behaviour, but seemed like something she absolutely had to accomplish.
To Ciara’s all encompassing joy, eventually he began to accept and return her attention, and she couldn’t have been any happier. Even to the outsiders, it was clear that the pair were incredibly attached to each other. This mutual connection eventually ended in a marriage that she couldn’t have been happier about. Her life continued on what was seemingly a perfect course, eventually leading to the pair having a child to continue the legacy, albeit at a slight pushing.
Ciara was passionate that Eris would continue on in the legacy of her parents and herself, often praising their cause and just what it meant - nudging him towards certain things and holding lofty expectations of grandeur - all things she had taken to heartily during her own years of youth. No matter the praises she would sing or the air of importance she gave her words - it just didn’t seem to inspire him as much as it had her.
The spark of fear that she was failing in some way drove her to be harsher and in some ways - much crueler than she should have been. She couldn’t let this turn out the wrong way - couldn’t let her family or her own hard work for the AP crumble into meaningless dust. Ciara decided there and then she’d have to make Eris see if he couldn’t understand by her words and teachings alone.
The day Eris spoke such blasphemous things about The Assembly, Ciara couldn’t contain her disgust and regret. Lashing out, her punishment was harsh, the sting of a disciplining hand and harsh words that dripped from angered lips. Ciara knew that it was time to pull apart the things that were no longer necessary. It was time to force the harshness that was necessary to make him see that this was the only true way, and to cut out anything and anyone who would distract from that.
There was only one sure way to remove the obstacle...Ciara ground her teeth and with a certainty that what she was doing was right - she talked to Ravi. It was a necessary thing that his mother was to be removed, if only for the reason that she wouldn’t continue to poison her son with those disgusting and traitorous thoughts any longer. It should be a thing easy to accomplish - with Eris unable to realize or stop what was to happen from behind a door he couldn’t escape.
Ciara was sharp as a whip, and twice as sharp around her son after the incident- knowing that her harshness and snapping to correct errors was necessary to wring out all the false beliefs that had been instilled in Eris. There was no place for the questioning of Zeredah’s wisdom, and she wouldn’t dare allow her child to succumb to such idiocy. No - she simply would never allow such a thing. Even the mere idea of him trying to visit Sochi’s grave, it was harshly denied and reprimanded.
She believed things may start looking up, until the day it happened. Eris did not return home. Her stomach dropped even as a secret rage burned deep as well. How DARE he? After everything she had given, how dare he abandon them like this. Her sights became set on finding a way to pull him back - no matter what force was necessary.
*Ciara is a Taurus.
*Ciara has a disdain for canine species, displaying true catty hatred. She views them as heavily inferior, potentially as the most inferior species. She even thinks uselessly weak humans as better than any canine.
*Ciara ironically doesn’t have many feline quirks, not having a response to things like yarn, laser pointers, or catnip.
*Ciara drinks almost anything but tea or water. She finds water too bland, often preferring coffees and milk more than anything else.
*Ciara ironically prefers fruits over almost every other food category, with only fish being higher than fruit. Being as cats are carnivorous, this seems to surprise many people.
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