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[Y] Cleo Yvonne McGreigh

Cleo Yvonne McGreigh

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Height5'2
CreatedAug11/11 18:48:13Weight120
ModifiedAug12/11 11:51:58EyesRemoved and sewn shut.
BirthdayOct19/82HairSilver
Age42NationalityScottish
Western ZodiaclibraSpeciesBlack Jaguar
  
SexFur Colour(s)Different shades of black
GenderFemaleFur PatternFaintly darker outlines of jaguar spots
OrientationHeterosexual/StraightFur TextureSoft, silken, and smooth.
  
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[Y] History
  Born into a world of death, choas, and pain... Cleo didn't stand a chance at a normal life. Her mother was  enslaved while still carrying Cleo and her father was killed in the tiny village that should have been her home. The men who had stromed their home... Killed, tortured and enslaved everyone in search of some sort of treasure or person. Her mother hadn't been sure.
  Before her birth, her mother had endeared herself to the head of the orginazation by acciednt. He'd enjoyed her spunk and sharp tougne. So when Cleo was born, the male proclaimed her his daughter and that she would be treated as such. He'd said that he wanted to raise her into a 'force to be reconded with'. However, at the age of 3, the young jaguar saw something that she shouldn't have and her 'father' caught her peeking. Her punishment would have been extramely painful, but due to her age and the fact that the elderly male adored her... They put her under to perform the surgery to remove her eyes and her ability to speak. You could imagine her terror when she woke to find that she could neither speak or see and the male decided that he could no longer use her. He said that her lack of sight and voice was only useful for a maid or something equally as low. Which suited her mother just fine, not wanting her only child to grow into a killer or worse... Regardless of the blessing that it gave, her mother sithed with a hatred for what the leader had done.
  By the time she was 9, Cleo had convinced her mother to teach her to write and spell. Her mother was, of course, skecptical about her ability to learn something she couldn't see, but she couldn't stand to say 'no' to her little Cleo. To her mother's suprise, Cleo had quickly learned out to write each letter and even a few numbers, simply by remembering the motion. It took abit longer for her to learn how to spell, byt she eventually got it and was able to carry on conversations with her mother in a way she hadn't been able to before.
  At the age of 12, she'd completely developed a type of sonar sense, now being able to use sounds to form an outlined shape in her mind. As sounds waves riverbeated against objects and even people, she was able to get a complete, all around look, at the room and who was in it. As time passed, she began to learn that if she added certain sounds to the sounds around her, she could get a more detailed look at the world around her. She cried the first time that she was able to use the ability to see her mother for the first time again, taking out a piece of paper and pencil to write out 'You are beautiful, mommy!' to her aging mother. 
  She kept her new found abilities a scerect to everyone aside from her mother, knowing that if anyone in the orginiazation knew, her 'father' would find some hidious use for her. Instead, her mother had spent time they had together to hone Cleo's skills. 
  Her mother passed shortly after her 22nd birthday and upon her death... Cleo took the only thing that her mother cherished: a black leather choker with a fang hanging from it. It had been a gift to her mother from her birth father, the male that she had never gotten the chance to meet. She took it and ran... 
  Now, she keeps her gaurd up in case her 'father' should ever find her, but she'd friendly and loves to laugh. Finding most things in the world wonderful and always enjoys the simple things in life. Though, through all the play and enjoyment of life, she never stops training. Leaning fighting skills and how to use weapons. So even though she appears to be a poor blind female who can not speak, she'd toned herself to be an un-expected danger to anyone who dare cross her.

[To be Continued...]
[Y] Interests
Training, learning/experiencing new things, keeping her body in shape, doing stretches to keep herself flexible, listening to music with bass, ect.
[Y] Dislikes
Screaming, screeching, high pitch sounds (basically any sound that pierces/hurts her ears), evil/harsh people, being confined, people who believe they can control her, the smell of cinnamon, ect
[Y] About
|Personality:| Sweet, tender, gentle, understanding, and easy to get along with. Appears to be innocent and naive, though she is anything but. She's private and doesn't 'talk' about herself too often. |Appearance:| Fit, lithe, flexible, and tone. Her style in clothing is simple, usually wearing soft dresses with a slit that starts at her hip with black cloth shorts under so that she has free motion. Always wears a black silk scarf around her head to cover her eyes and the choker she retrieved from her mother's body.
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