Harlequin Rose

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• Vital Stats

  • Name: Harlequin Rose
  • Gender: Female
  • Played by: Bunny_Rose
  • Nicknames: Harley, Rose
  • Race: Lapine
  • Alignment: Neutral Good
  • Deity: Frith and Inlé
  • Age: 23
  • Body Type: Curvy
  • Height: 5'5"
  • Weight: 135
  • Complexion: Silky onyx fur
  • Hair: Candy Apple Red
  • Eyes: Sapphire Blue
  • Handedness: Right
  • Personality: Sweet and kind with a mischievous streak
  • Mannerisms: Fastidious Groomer

• Description

  Sapphire blue eyes sparkle out from beneath a cascade of candy-apple red hair. Her velvety fur, the color of onyx, is immaculately groomed. As she smiles, a twinkle of mischief glints in her eye. She winks once before bounding away; playing hard to get. Falling softly into a patch of sweet grass she smiles again and closes her eyes, completely at ease. Her long white sundress billows out around her, standing out against the black of her fur. Barely visible through the sheer fabric are three red diamonds on her hip, the same color of her hair.
  
  The sweet lapine lives in a small cottage painted a soft blue at the edge of a forest clearing with her daughter, Inlé. A brick chimney towers over one side of the roof, white smoke curling into the sky. Inside, the walls are painted in cozy shades of green, purple, and red. The living room houses a fireplace and two overstuffed chairs in cranberry and plum upholstery. Through an arch covered with a purple curtain lies the kitchen and through the arched oak door on the other side is the bedroom. Her bed is covered in purple and red blankets topped with an ivy and rose covered quilt. The entire house smells lightly of rose and gardenia.

• Biography

  For a long time, she carried a small plum velvet pouch around her neck along with a dark leather collar with a heart-shaped tag. Carved into the tag, one inside the other and gradually getting smaller, were a club, a diamond, and a spade. The other side was carved with the initials: DH. No one but Harlequin knew the nature of what she carried in the pouch. In truth, it was a smooth sphere the color of the deep green sea. If it were handled, it would be found warm, almost hot, and pulsing softly.
  Not long after discovering the stone, it began to grow and shrink rapidly until if finally cracked. The egg-stone hatched into a baby bunny with midnight blue fur, deep violet eyes, and a piece of the stone set like a bindi in her forehead. The little girl, named Inlé, has since grown at an accelerated rate. After three weeks she appeared to have the maturity of a three-year-old; walking and talking and such. She is a child of magics and energy transfers, an enigma and a mystery who literally has no father, just two mothers.
  Inlé's growth seems to have slowed when she became a nine-year-old. She spends her time at home and gathering herbs around her cottage. Her favorite thing to do is tend to her vegetable garden and play with the animals that live nearby. Harlequin tries to be home with her as often as possible, but chaos seems to be the curse of her life. When she isn't there, Inlé is watched by a winged white tiger. He is an old friend of Harlequin and completely devoted to both rabbits.