Polly said:

Sorry Spell, Imp asked just before you to reserve Neve ^^ any other God pique your interest?

I will, however, reserve that Medic for you :]

My Goddess

Greek, means “new moon” which symbolizes rebirth

The most impressive thing about Cansu is not her fur nor her height, but alas, it is her tail. Not just one, but two. Two grand, long, five meter long tails drag across the ground, following her. These tails are also a fawn, light tan, though are dotted with black spots and white tips. She once had three, though one she had gifted to a mortal she particularly favoured. And her eyes, they practically glow! They, too, are pupilless like some of the other gods, and are pure white. If one looks closely, they may see small, golden flecks in her eyes, like stars.

Cansu often wears a flower crown made up of different colours, and wears a flower necklace. Two large elk antlers protrude from her head, giving her a look of wisdom. As for her ears, well, they are longer than a typical wolf's. They are sharp and pointed, as well as long, almost like a fox. Upon her legs, vines travel up them before abruptly stopping and wrapping around the top of her legs. When she moves, she leaves a trail of growth behind her.

While her mortal body may not be as impressive as her god self, there are attributes that make Cansu, no, Noema, worthy. For one, her height remains tall, her legs being the things that offer her this cascading measurement of 34 inches. She is still more lithe, like her immortal body, with a curvy body and long, slender legs. Her pelt is thick and soft, oddly softer than that of another wolf's pelt, and her fur consists of different colours that make up a black and tan.

Upon her lower body (her sides to her legs), a white, light cream remains. On her sides, this cream is overlapped by brown and almost gives her a peppered look. There are a few bits of black upon her, mainly upon the tip of her tail. She has a line of black going down her spine, and upon her head, black is scattered around to give her a masked look.

Cansu's muzzle is a brighter cream like her legs, and overall, she gives off very light colours. Her eyes are a deep amber, and her nose is pitch black.

Never before has another so wise graced the mortal realm. Never has another so graceful nor dignified walked the grounds, no, floated. Cansu is indeed the Goddess of Life. One can see it by merely looking at her. They can sense her elegance and generosity. They can tell that she knows all, simply by the way she looks at another. Those eyes of her are what draw others in. They look at others with such kindness, such genuinity, that it appears almost as if she's looking right into your very soul.

One would think that the ruler of Life would be peppy.. That they would be lively and ambitious, but not Cansu. She is complex and softspoken. Gentle and kind. She is not one who raises her voice against another nor strikes them. She is the ender of wars rather than the one who provokes them. She is like a mother, caring for others like she would a child. She will be generous to them, love them, give to them, but she would also ridicule them if they do something wrong. For, even though she is patient, even one such as herself grows irritable.

Cansu is a curious yet eccentric individual. Many know it. She is the type to stare off into the distance with a blank look, or dance beneath the moon if she feels drawn to it. You see, this Goddess does not need to have a lot to be satisfied, for she finds happiness in the smaller things. And when she speaks, oh, it's the most beautiful yet haunting thing one could hear. Her voice echos, almost sings when she talks. Such a bright yet dark voice does she have. She also tends to observe and listen. When prayed to, Cansu delivers. She will arrive and watch others from the shadows, waiting to see if they are worthy of her help. And, when they are (and they most usually are), she grants them their wish. She is a character that can easily read others, whether that be their emotions or feelings, Cansu knows what they feel. Sometimes, if she's feeling generous, she will show herself and grant them a favour. If she's feeling even more generous, she may even do a favour for nothing in return.

This Goddess usually keeps to herself. She welcomes company only when she wishes to be seen. If she doesn't, well, then one may look for years and never find her, for when Cansu does not want to be found, she won't be. While quiet, this creature is also opinionated and bold when feeling strongly about something. She won't sit back without a word, no, she will voice her thoughts and remind others if it's a bad idea or not. Often, she communicates with mortals by the use of life. She will send messages through flora and fauna. She may grow a certain flower that represents something, the meaning up to the Priest to decipher, or she will send a grand elk their way, one with similar antlers as herself.

Cansu is also generous. Oh, how she adores mortals, so much so, that she had even gifted one her tail. Selfless and kind, the Goddess gives everything her very all, and yet, if screwed over, Cansu can be a wicked, wicked thing. Trust is a large thing for the Goddess. It is sacred to her, so, when broken, the female punishes others. She grows angry, and when she grows angry, it is best to clear away from her.

Never has there been a more wise creature, and never a more furious one.

What once was a gentle Goddess can turn into something much darker. When betrayed or disrespected, Cansu's rage causes the ground itself to tremble. Indeed, she can be dramatic at times. She let's all know of her anger, too. She will let the diseased die. She will make births stillborn. She will let forests rot and allow droughts to form. She will let packs die off from sickness without helping. She will punish everything and everyone until an apology is given.

Cansu can be petty and evil if angered, and her grudges can hold for a fairly long time. Thus, it is best not to upset her, for then she comes fairly close to upsetting the balance of life. Her anger is unmatched. Luckily, she doesn't get angered easily. And when she does, after apologized to, Cansu switches instantly. She can be roaring with fury one moment, and laughing the next. Like mentioned before, she is complex.

Larkspur is lighter in her coloration. Tawny, amber, and honey tones make up her coat with the occasional dark streak making an appearance. Her fur is rather short but thick and soft, providing ample warmth and fewer gobs of hair floating around. Her scruff is thick and gives her a semblance of a short mane along the back of her neck, down to the ends of her shoulders.

Her eyes are a piercing yellow, made to stand out even more by the darker "wings" on the corners. They often appear to hold no emotion and can easily be described as unsettling. Her left eye hosts a scar just above it at a slight angle and another continuation on her lower eyelid. It was not a deep enough scratch to cause any sight issues. Her body carries a few other scars scattered about her body with a few deeper ones on her left shoulder from a hunt gone sour. Most of the marks are small enough or have faded enough to become nearly invisible.

Larkspur has a lean, well-muscled frame and stands at 33 inches. Everything about her is long and slender, though she is still quite strong. However, she was definitely built with more agility in mind than brute strength and is considerably lighter than many wolves her height. She was blessed with good stamina and speed; her movements are quick and precise, which makes her an excellent hunter.

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