NOELLE

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3420 - JANUARY 28, 2012 - EAST MONARCHY COUNCIL SEAT

NAME. Noelle
GENDER. Female
AGE. 3 years
CLASS. Serf (eastern)

APPEARANCE. Noelle is actually quite beautiful, and her beauty is very showy, the kind that you can see from a mile away that has tom-cats just pining for her. Her build is delicate, small, with a dainty step. The kind you'd expect to see from a queen, not from a lowly serf. She has large eyes that seem to reflect the world in them; they are a light green color, not a striking color like bright blue, but a color that has the ability to either stare at you or through you all the same. Her face has a soft, roughly triangular shape except for the sharp, noticeable point of her chin. Brown speckled ears, large but not too large, crown her head.

It is perhaps her fur that is the most beautiful thing about her. It is long, luscious - for that no doubt takes quite a large amount of time to groom. It covers all her body, and even her tail is elegant and slightly puffed. Her coloring is tortoiseshell; brown dapples all of her body, with her chest, stomach, and the underside of her tail are all a pure snow white.

PERSONALITY. Mean is too small a word to account for Noelle's personality. It's much more serious. Noelle, to be truthful, is a mean-spirited person, and she has a dose of cold, hard sarcasm for every single person she comes across. She can pick on anything, from appearance to personality to social ranking. She knows she's a serf, the lowest of the low, but Noelle sees everyone in a certain ranking - and that ranking is not judged by their class. They may be a noble, but Noelle may see them as the lowest of the low. In Noelle's eyes, the world revolves around her, and that's not far from the truth. She may be a serf, but she knows how to persuade anyone to do anything. For males, it's most often that they're being used - she knows how to flaunt her beauty perfectly. And for females, all's fair in love and war. She will do anything to get whatever she wants, however frivolous it is. And nothing will get her to let it go.

The truth is, she pushes away everyone she talks to, and she doesn't mean to. ALl she wants to do is be at the top, because all her life she's been in the lowest of the low. And, in her own little world, she is - and she can get anyone to do whatever she wants. She's tough, and if you try to insult her back, you may just get stung (verbally) where it hurts most - and, if you're just as tough as she is, she can fight dirty. She isn't much of a fighter, but she can get someone to crush you for her.

HISTORY. Noelle was born a serf. Her parents were serfs. She didn't know anyone who wasn't a serf. When she was little, she was a brat. She thought she was queen of the world. She would order someone to do something, and they'd better do it right that second, because if not, she'd unleash a terrible tantrum. And it worked, because she was young and cute and still had the fuzzy kitten fur and sparkly eyes of youth. But Noelle grew, and soon she was a young girl who still had these terrible tantrums. However, she wouldn't scream, no; now she'd simply insult. She'd break her mother into tears and make her father go on a rage. It was simply because Noelle hit cats where it hurt. When she fought with siblings, she'd bring up things from their youth they'd rather forget. And so it went like that.

Her relationships with others were all the same; a mutual dislike with a friendly sarcastic relationship here and there. A fantastic example was a young kitten named Xander; he was quite funny and the two were partners in crime. They would gossip, start rumours, and all around just be obnoxious. Noelle didn't seem to realize the gravity of some things. She'd get punished very often for defying nobles. She was just...a problem. Sh edidn't do anything that was asked for her - in fact, she was inclined to the opposite. She was bratty, and pushed others away from her. She didn't care what people thought of her - only that they did what she wanted. And, for the longest time, through all fights and obnoxiousness and sarcasm, Noelle's vision of herself at the top was cultivated.

It still is.

One day, one of Noelle's sisters pushed Noelle into a pond. It was a filthy pond, and Noelle got an eye infection. As payback, Noelle had Xander rough them up, then started a rumor that they got that way from running into a tree because they were running from a squirrel. There was a big fight, and Noelle's father told her to leave and never come back. So she did.

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