I hope this is okay, it feels kind of forced to me but I had to adjust things to fit Aiden's personality, haha. I won't be able to post in the IC thread at least until tomorrow since my internet's being wonky, but I might as well wait to be accepted anyway.
Name: Lyra Amoro
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Description: Lyra looks like a stiff wind could knock her right over. She is tall and skinny, and her face has a very mousy look to it, with small, soft gray eyes, thin eyebrows, and a small, round nose. Her jaw is narrow and bony, and her lips are fuller than average. Her hair is a frizzy, wavy mop, colored solid black, dark enough to have a bluish luster in the right light. It tends to cover parts of her face, especially when she draws into herself, as she is liable to do.
Race: Human
Powers: None.
Bio: Before her days as a slave, Lyra lived amongst a village of anthropomorphic cats known as felins with her much older brother, Silex. The two of them were abandoned by their family, leaving Silex to serve as Lyra's father figure throughout her life. They were both well-cared for by the felins, and Lyra always felt incredibly comfortable in the serene forest environment. She never participated in the hunting expeditions, however; rather, her attention to detail was put to good use while she collected edible flora hiding among all the poisonous (and potentially very dangerous) plants. She was always a rather delicate flower, and hunting terrified her.
Just two days ago, Lyra was spotted by Aiden during one of the felin tribe's regular sparring sessions. In order to live with the others, her and Silex had to participate, or else be ostracized as weak and useless. Aiden misunderstood the intentions of the felins and snatched her away, assuming she wasn't safe, and no one dared or could argue. The felins didn't speak Aiden's language, Lyra didn't dare put up a fight, and Silex assumed she was okay with the move.
Lyra has not yet gotten accustomed to the stark new lifestyle of being a slave. Everything seems so stilted and closed-off here, compared to the forest village where she was raised, but because she hates confrontation above all else, she hasn't argued. She's done what she's told and little more, helping with chores around the house with nervous, twitchy movements and mechanical speed. She hopes she'll be able to return home soon.
At least the master is nice.