﹥ˏˋ♡̩͙♡̩̩̥͙♡̩̥̩ ⋆ ♡̩̥̩♡̩̩̥͙♡̩͙ˊˎ﹤ Name: Naomi Sexuality: yes Gender: maybe Pronouns: Any Personality: Introvert, normally level headed, just ADORABLE IN EVERY WAY~ Calm, but has a bit of a way of making some things chaotic on accident. Likes: Marshmallows, the mesa, dark chocolate (only to look at, because it’s the color of her fur), warm but dark places, (ex. A box with blankets.) nature and anime. Dislikes:Loud noises, civilization in general, mean people, fire, bulldozers and sharks. Backstory: When Naomi was little, they loved nature. They used to go out every day, and maybe even sneak out at night to watch the fireflies dance around the garden. But one night, they slipped on the mud brick tiles of the roof. They fell down, for what felt like forever, until they woke up. It was raining. As the droplets fell, the dust ground gave a sigh of relief. The droplets were large, almost like the clouds were…crying. They carefully got up and headed to the forest, for the squirrels were all running there. When they reached the forest, the rain cleared. The squirrels led them to a cave, where rain could fall, but sun could shine. When they went in, there was a painting on the wall. Four symbols were lit. One was not. Water, air, nature, ethereal, and fire. Fire wasn’t /lit/. Not until they touched it.
WELP, IM OUT OF MOTIVATION. BYE
