Narantuyaa

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Chanartai garch: OOC information, guestbook and things like that.
Ündsen medeelel: Basic Info
Övör Araatan: Inner Beast! It contains basic info of her werebear form as well as the status and meaning behind her blood bonds
Baraa matyerial: Inventory
Tüünii Khümüüs: Her People, which is a basic write up of her people as a whole.
Khoorondyn khariltsa: Relationships. These are people she knows.

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///// Narantuyaa Beki

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Chieftain of The Mönkhgerel

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///// Werebear

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///BASICINFORMATION

☀ Name: Narantuyaa*. ☀ Alias: Nara*.

☀ Sex: Female. ☀ Age: 20's*.

☀ Ethnicity: Mongolian. ☀ Species: Human*.

☀ Hair: Black. ☀ Eyes: Brown*.

☀ Height: 5'6''. ☀ Weight: 150's.

☀ Physique: Mesomorph. ☀ Scent: Varies*.

☀ Scars: A few*. ☀ Tattoos: One?*.

☀ Skin: Tan. ☀ Hygine: Bathes often.

☀ Alignment: CG*. ☀ Orientation: Bisexual*.

☀ R/S: Married. ☀ Role: Either.

☀ Disabilities: Mute.

☀ Languages: Many*.

Hunter Warrior ________________ There was a youthful countenance to woman's heart shaped face, and a wisdom in her dark almond shaped eyes. She was of average height, her body a balance of athleticism and womanly curves, her tanned flesh littered with scars. Raven black hair fell down to her backside, sometimes drawn partially back and kept under control with small braids. Her clothing was typically practical, and often paid homage to her roots. She favored fur lined tunics and robes, although it was not uncommon to find her in armor, as well as armed. Her expressions, gestures, and most of all her eyes spoke volumes, where her voice could not. Warrioress and Chieftain, she was lovely, but with something more beastly lurking deep within.

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Lover & Mother ________________ The woman was a Mongolian blossom, but one heavily laden with thorns. She was touched by the glory and love of Gazar Eej, blessed with Ursine might. At the same time, like ink drops in a crystal pool; she was laced with something darker, something infernal. She was a myriad of emotions and energies. While she was passionate and filled with love, she was also capable of being bloodthirsty and saturated with rage. She was a mother bear, in heart and soul. Her voice, forever silenced, her actions speaking far more loudly. This woman was no mere savage, not by far; a fierce eyed whirlwind, quick of wit and quicker still with a bow, who's touch could be a gentle caress or the heavy swipe of claws. Such a force of nature was to be adored by those close and loved, and feared by enemies.