Hello. I'm Zarsa. A filthy lower class pup. I hope I can find some friends here. I am a cursed individual. A human with severe depression and anxiety brought about by my current condition, a Humanoid Lycan with a tendency to get angry at the drop of a bone, and a Bestial Form that rivals the primal tendencies of Cerberus itself. I have no control over the Bestial Form that seems to break free at the WORST times. I seem to forever be left alone as I am an odd human, with blue tipped black, messy hair and translucent neon yellow eyes. I'm optimistic, though harshly critical of myself. I'm easy to get along with if you aren't me. I don't like myself much. The blue flame-like hair the jest from my back in my other forms makes it more difficult to hunt as these, as it waves just as the flames. On new moons, however, the shadows help much more. So I can survive on a few good hunts every month or so. I'm loyal to my friends, a force of fear to my enemies, and I will defend anyone in need of a strong ally. I often put my body on the line as my spirit of protection will NEVER waver. So if you think I'm worth your time, then ok. I guess I can try. But if not and your don't like me, then stay out of my way and we will be just fine. . . I've talked too much. I need something to chew on. . .
P.S. A little about the person behind the Character is on my profile.
P.S. A little about the person behind the Character is on my profile.
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