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{ » g e N d e R; Female} | { » s p e C i e S; Chimpmonk - sparrow hybrid } | {: a g E; 3 years :}

» DON'T JU DGE M E; please?


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~| A soft furred creature, may seem kind, and she is...except...sometimes she tries to harm others. Shara will pop off at times, and try to hurt you, try to protect herself, from your unseen threat.
She may seem rude, and crass, but that's only because she has trust issues. She doesn't trust, anything, ever, because Shara has issues with that.
She is one of the most religious animals you will ever meet, she may be a hybrid, but she believes there is a god, an a Jesus. Shara will jump to the end of the world, for the protection of god, and his image. He is the only one she's ever trusted, and she has grown attached to the church. She sees herself as the caretaker, and the preacher, of her religion.
Shara is careful, she will stay around you, for a long time, before she is able to let down her guard enough, to make good contact with you.
She will automatically trust you, if you are religious, and she will make sure you know it. |~

» Hey I look R E G U L A R;...Right?

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+| A tiny noise causes you to look up, a tiny brown creature is swooping around, its fur glistening in the cold air. Two darker stripes run down its back. Sharp claws attract your attention. You flinch, as it jumps from the tree.
You hold your breath, as four soft, feathered wings, appear, and carry it on the wind.
It's gliding! A Gliding chimp monk! Shara swoops downward, doing a flip.
The wings are lighter then her fur, brown, with speckles of grey, and dark brown. You gasp, as you see her back.
A terrible scar runs down her back. Her noise twitches, and she turns her eyes to you. One is pretty, amber, with brown speckles.
The other is a dead grey, and milky white. She freezes in mid air, and her tail swishes. She flees into the trees. Away, her small brown figure, moving acrobatically, her small figure, disappearing. |+

» My Past Isn't That

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*| Shara was born in the church, her parents were, Tala the Sparrow, her mother, and Huzla, the Chip Monk, her father.
When she was born, from an egg, with teeth, and small eyes, Tala, on instinct, tried to kill her. And ended up taking out her eye. Shara scratched Tala from the sky, and she died.
Huzla, never treated her the same. He would glare at her, and growl. It's not until she unfolded four, large, brown, wings, that her father truly saw her. He would accept her, and treat her like she was a fellow creature. Huzla tried to help her learn to fly, but Shara hurt herself, many times. And so she would fling out, angry at others. Not until Kelya, a fellow bird, decided to help her, Kelya taught Shara how to fly, even though Shara had two sets of wings, Keyla taught her how to use those, as well....They all died, except for Shara, and she is alone. In the place of god, in the church. Praying, for life. |*

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