Name: Neela
Age: 24
Race: Laguz
Species (if Laguz): Leopard, her Laguz form is primarily light blond, but with a black streak going down the back of her head and back, all the way to the tip of her tail. Her paws are also black.
Gender: Female
Affinity: Thunder
Appearance
Personality:
To her fellow Laguz she can be seen being most nice and respectful to them. Being kind to all her Laguz brethren, although she still wont excuse their behavior if they are being foul and rude to each other, or her for that matter. While most would think the bird tribe would be more threatened by the beast tribe, she is quite the opposite. While she doesn't hate them, she does find the fact they are much larger than her a little unnerving. In her life she has only met a couple of different Laguz species, all of which she had no troubles with. Granted she didn't have much conversations with them.
To Beorcs now, she can become slightly suspicious of their actions and if she feels that they are doing something vile, then she becomes aggressive towards them. Neela had this dislike of Beorcs ever since she was a child. Stating that she would rather die then be helped by one, the reasoning behind this might have to due with how her life as went. There has only been one Beorc that she trusted and cared for, but with him gone and with most Beorcs hating her she is pretty much one sided with her dislike towards them. Although some have found ways to not anger her and actually require a small bit of her friendliness
Her hearing is pretty good, sometimes great enough that it even annoys her sometimes, her eyesight is also one of her main features as she can spot smaller creatures easily. However she sucks at seeing anything in the dark, she is just as blind as a regular Beorc when it comes to that. oddly enough she despises fish. She will even goes as far as playing dead to avoid it. Although there are ways to figure this out so it's slightly useless, her sense of direction is top notch.
Biography: Adopted as an orphan by a Beorc parent, Neela would come to understand through one man alone that not all Beorc are bad people. While some would cast her off and yell at her as a little child, for having Laguz blood. The man she would refer to as dad never did, even putting her happiness above his own. As she would age in his quaint home, she would find out with age, by other people whether they were lies or not. That her dad was going out with this one beautiful lady, yet when he adopted Neela his girlfriend dumped him on the spot for even bringing in a Laguz. Yet when she asked her dad, he said that was true but he didn't care about what she did and was told to leave it at that.
When she was ten, she decided she wanted to know why she was adopted in the first place. At first she thought her parents simply disliked her, but he laughed and shook his head. He told her that they loved her greatly, but passed away due to an incident that he would explain to her as she got older. He simply let her know, that he was their friend and when they passed he took her in right away. This seemed acceptable to her ten year old mind, and nodded to him as she bounded off to the forest to run around with the animals.
Growing ever older, she was now sixteen years old and by now she had forgotten about her dad telling her about the event that caused her parents death. She instead started to spend her time in the forest more often, on one day that she took a stroll through the forest, she came across two people with black and brown wings arguing near a pond. She casually observed when suddenly the black winged male tackled the brown winged one and began to push him under the water. Startled Neela began to panic on what to do. She was pretty sure this wasn't two buddies messing around, and she couldn't run back to get someone to help. She knew she needed to help, so she took a deep breath as she shifted forms, and charged right in and lunged at the black winged males back. His ears twitched a bit, which she assumed meant he heard her since her turned around. Granted she wasn't being very quiet, she did however managed to tackle him into the water. Thats when something scary happened to her. She couldn't swim.
Reverting back to her human form, she began to flail around which was not helping her case and as she began to descend into the water she saw out of the corner of her eye, the brown winged male changing into something large. As she sank, she tried to hold her breath as long as possible but even she began to gasp for air which was only taking in water. With her vision going dark, she saw a black silhouette before being grabbed by it. She must have passed out as she awoke in her bed with her father and the brown winged male standing there. Her father hugged her, before scolding her for being too dangerous. She pouted a bit before the brown winged male know as Edgarn spoke up about her saving his life. Saving her from a lecture Edgarn smiled and bowed slightly, and gave her a promise to help her out whenever she needed it most. Her father simply sat down in a chair exhausted.
As she was twenty years old she was walking in town with her now rather old father. They were just walking at night, to go sit down and watch the stars from their favorite spot. The town while never really accepting her, tolerated her better than they did when she was a child. They still for some odd reason had that hate towards her, but didn't shout it to the world. So as they gazed at the stars with her talking about how her day went, her father never responded when she finished. So when she looked at him, he had his eyes closed with a smile on his face. While some might have thought he was sleeping, her eyes widened in fear. She couldn't hear his heartbeat anymore.
She screamed for help but no one came to do so, what angered her was the fact that she could hear them all saying inside their homes for her to shut up. And so that was the night her father passed away, no one in town really said anything to her, and by herself she buried him. She looked around the house, packing certain things up in a pack feeling as though she could no longer live in the town after an event like that. She stumbled across a letter in his room addressed to her. As she read it, it told her of how she always loved her and thought of her as his own daughter, yet was sorry about having to hide things from her. He kept major things hidden from her for reasons, he wanted her to grow up to love and trust Beorcs. And he added in that if he could love a Laguz, then that meant other could as well. So he included what happened to her parents in the letter, stating that a man who despised Laguz slaughtered both of her parents as they were on a little date. He at the time was watching over her, and received the news the day after by his friend who stumbled upon it. The man that killed them was caught and put in jail, but was released the day she came home in the arms of Edgarn.
He concluded the letter with the fact that she shouldn't hate Beorcs for what one man did, and that he would always be there with her, at the end of it he wrote for her to look under his bed.. Taking the letter a little hard, she couldn't lie and say she liked the Beorcs much more after this, but she promised that she would try to trust them, but it was up to them first. She did look under his bed and saw a box under it, it was tiny but she opened it and inside was a picture of her parents holding her and a blue ribbon. sobbing slightly, she tied the ribbon on and held the photo close to her. She still decided to leave the town however, it was for the best. In doing so she took her little pack which had dried food in it with the picture in there as well tucked next to one of her adoptive father, and set out.
She would travel north which was where Calice was, but along the way the southern part warned her that they were enslaving Laguz there. She thought back to her father words and gave them a smile and thanked them for the heads up before continuing onward. If what she was told was true, then that was sad. Yet she knew her father would want her to know the full story and that required listening to the accused side.
