ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀꜱᴋ - ᴅᴛᴀᴇ [WIP]

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˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Hello hello lovely people!! :>> This is yet another DTAE - something that I do way to often. Anyways, I saw all of the designs and all of them are amazing, however, #3 was the one that caught my attention the most. This, however, is a WIP, meaning that I will add more art, and possibly change the info around a bit. Sooo, lets get to the info! ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ " ɪꜰ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀꜱᴋ, ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄᴀɴ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɪᴛ. ᴡʜʏ ʙᴇ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ, ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ ɪꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴀɴᴛ? ɪ'ʟʟ ᴡᴇᴀʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀꜱᴋ ꜰᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ ɴᴏᴡ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʟʟ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ꜱᴇᴇ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ɪᴛ. " ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ 「 ✦ Basic Info ✦ 」 ✦ Name ✦ Pirita [ may change ] ✦ Name Meaning ✦ Pirita is the Spanish word for Pyrite, a type of gem/stone. ✦ Pronouns and Sexuality ✦ Pronouns - she.her, however may switch to they.them Sexuality - Questioning, although leaning towards asexual 「 ✦ Backstory ✦ 」 Pirita is the daughter of a king and queen who rule over a flourishing kingdom, with happy citizens and peace. Piritas parents had allways preasured her on becoming the model Princess, telling her that she was the heir to the throne, and would take their place when the time would come. Pirita hated this, but she hid her true feelings well. One night, her parents left the kingdom, planning to return soon - there had been threats of war from the other opposing kingdoms, and they were going away to try to come up with a truce. Pirita waited, and waited for their return. The kingdom waited as well, slowly growing more restless as they days whent by, and then months, and then almost a full year. By then, Pirita was being pressured to take the throne on of her parents, and become the new queen. But Pirita refused, saying that she would rule the land until her parents returned - although she didn't voice her doubts that they may never return. So Pirita took the positon of ruling over the kingdom, waiting endlessly for her parents to return. 「 ✦ Personaltiy ✦ 」 While Pirita used to be kind, joyful, loving, and sweet - once she was given the positon to rule over the land her mood slowly changed, from better to worse. She started to wear what she now calls 'The Mask', although its not a physical thing. 'The Mask' covers Piritas true feelings, masking them with what the Kingdom wants to see. When Pirita wears The Mask, she's more regal and slightly sour, with a emotionless expression on her face at all times. 「 ✦ Story Example ✦ 」 "How long will you be gone?" Pirita asked, her voice laced with worry and concern for her parents. Father smiled, and although Pirita did not see it a the time - the smile hid worry and doubt. "We'll be back soon." He promised, although his voice was stiff, and didn't sound very promising. "We trust that you and the kingdom will do well while we are gone." Her mother added, her eyes warm with affection. "We'll return in about a week or so, and hopefuly this war will be avoided." Father nodded. "Your mother is right. Do not fret. We will return." Later that night, they left, packed with everything they needed for their travels. "I hope their right . . ." Pirita whispered to herself as she watched them walking away. - One and half years later - "You're going to have to do something." Sol told Pirita. Her friends eyes looked concerned, not only for Pirita, but also for the kingdom. "Face it Pirita, their not coming back." Pirita brislted. "They will come back." She snapped, her tail lashing back and forth as she glared daggers at her friend. "Are you sure though?" Sol pushed. "The kingdom is starting to doubt the royal family, and if our king and queen will ever return." "Well, they can continue to doubt. What are they going to do, riot?" Pirita snapped, and then took a deep breath, realizing that her anger was getting out of hand. "Look, Sol, I know your trying to help, but I can't just become the new queen. They're probably still out there . . . somewhere." Sol considred this, looking their friend over. Suddenly, they got a bright look in their eyes - the same look they got whenever they had an idea. "I know - what if you only rule over the kingdom temporarily? And you can step down once they return." "I have been ruling the kingdom temporarily." Pirita pointed out. "I know, I know, but you need to take charge some more. Instead of just leaving most of the ruling up to the advisors." Sol said. "Come on, just do it." Pirita sighed. She knew that Sol had a point - if she wanted the kingdom to stay togother, someone of royal blood had to take charge. "Fine." She snapped. "I'll do it." - A year later - Pirita paced back in forth in her room, her fur bushing up in anger. "They seem to have their own vision of me." She growled to herself. "Their own idea of who I should be." She stopped, digging her claws into the cacks in the marbel floor. "They think I should be some snotty, high ruler instead of /me/." She growled, slashing out at the wall, leaving long claw marks in the freshly painted white wall. [ cont in notes and credits ]