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Anoush
Legacy Name: Anoush

The

Reborn Celinox
Owner:

CrimsonSandBoa

Age: 11 years, 10 months, 3 weeks

Born: July 1st, 2012

Adopted: 10 years, 3 months, 2 weeks ago

Adopted: February 8th, 2014

Statistics

Level: 1
Strength: 10
Defense: 10
Speed: 10
Health: 10
HP: 10/10
Intelligence: 0
Books Read: 0
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Unemployed

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I can't say that 'gypsies' are smiled upon, no matter where I go.
I did not wish to be like the others, though. I loved to dance, and I loved to travel. This life suited me perfectly. My father was not to happy with my choice, but I had to do what I had to do... even if this means he has disowned me. I no longer bare their family name, but I'm still happy. I dance for coin and enjoy every second of it.
Hmm... other things, besides dancing, that make me happy are Chamomile tea, beaded jewelry, music that I can dance to, and windchimes. Now, if you please, I would like to leave so I can practice my dancing. Farewell.

Name:: Anoush the Manticore (Claims No Surname)
Nickname(s):: Anoush, An
Age:: 26
Date of Birth:: September 1st, 1985
Height:: 5'7"
Eye Color:: Yellow (Cat-Slit)
Hair Color:: Dark Reddish Brown
Occupation:: Gypsy (Dancer)
Obsession(s):: Dancing, Beaded Jewelry, Good Tea, Good Music, Windchimes
Strengths:: A Tail with Poison Sting, Lion-Like Strength, Talented Dancer, Quick Witted, Clever, Calculating
Weaknesses:: Men with Cat-Like Eyes, Catnip, Strong Smells, Harsh Comments about her Dancing
Maladies:: Pawpads are Sensitive to Cold/Injury, Has a Sensitive Stomach
Family:: Three Brothers, One Sister and a Father
Friends:: Kha, The Others in her Troupe
Relationship:: None
Orientation:: Straight
Foes:: None

Friends and Enemies:
*The woman hadn't noticed she was purring until it was acknowledged.* Oh? My apologies. *For Wesker's sake, she attempted to stifle the noise.*

Could you play the song again, Kha? I very much enjoyed dancing to the tune. *She stood close to the sphinx as he tuned his Sitar.*

*A frown soon appeared upon the woman's feline-like lips.* I assure you, he is no rat. Nor are he and I playing any 'cat and mouse' games, as you call them. *Her tail was seen swaying in annoyance as she spoke to Alexia.*

Art:

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