Astraea

The Lady

• Her Mortal Skin

  Name: Astrid Falworth
  Title: Lady of Falworth Manor
  Relationship: Married to Marcus Falworth I
  Issue (Offspring): Ashaiya Falworth, Minerva Falworth, Marcus Falworth II, Eowin Falworth
  
  Height: 6'0
  Hair: Brunette
  Eyes: Blue
  Fur: Grey
  Markings: Dark grey
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• Overview

  Vixen with grey fur, bright blue eyes, and long brunette hair tied back in a ponytail. She stands 6 ft even in height. Usually seen wearing the red and black cloth of House Falworth with digitigrade feet resting in custom-made high heels or boots. Clothing hides multiple nipples, although all but the upper pair of breasts are hardly visible and the feature could easily be missed without close inspection. Other than the voluptuous shape of a mother, she appears to be normal, if somewhat plain.
  
  The wife of Lord Marcus Falworth, she is mother to the legal heirs of Falworth Estate. The recounts of when she appeared and how she became the wife of Lord Falworth are inconsistent. Even most of the long-term staff know very little about her, and only select members of the household being allowed to enter and service her private quarters which are separate and off to the side from the Master Bedroom. She is known to frequent the gardens and the library in her spare time, and she spends time with her children especially in the evenings, but otherwise she has a reputation as somewhat of a recluse.
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  We're swept into a different shape every day...
  
  

  Lyrics

  
  Hey, hey, hey yeah, yeah
  Hey, hey, hey yeah, yeah
  
  What do you do when your dream is over
  Do you break down and crumble
  Do you beg your God for more?
  Concede the defeat and your life becomes complete
  And you become the dirt, the dirt beneath our feet, yeah
  
  (Dirt) Dirt, just dirt is all we are
  There is nothing that you can do
  Oh, we're swept into a different shape every day
  We're still dirt in every way, yeah, yeah
  
  (Dumb) down the hurt and cross their hopes and dreams
  Draw the life and the blood from the sheep
  Seek this inside us and darkness closes in
  As we all turn to dust for our sins
  
  (Dirt) Dirt, just dirt is all we are
  There is nothing that you can do
  Hey, you're swept into a different shape every day
  We're still dirt in every way, yeah, yeah, no no no no
  
  (Never movin' centimetres from the edge)
  I'm never been alone and so close to death now
  Deliver me away from this goddamn mess
  Please save me, save me
  
  We are dirt

  
  ...we're still dirt in every way

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