Difference between revisions of "Sheela/Interesting Marks"
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| style="text-align:left;vertical-align:top;border-right:1px solid #a2a9b1;padding:0 0.3em 0.5em 0.3em" | '''Head''' | | style="text-align:left;vertical-align:top;border-right:1px solid #a2a9b1;padding:0 0.3em 0.5em 0.3em" | '''Head''' | ||
| − | | style="padding:0 0.3em 0.5em | + | | style="padding:0 0.3em 0.5em 1em;vertical-align:top" | The single scar above her right eye, runs smoothly in the red shimmer from her brow down to the cheek and testifies to an encounter that has long been a thing of the past. |
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| style="text-align:left;vertical-align:top;border-right:1px solid #a2a9b1;padding:0 0.3em 0.5em 0.3em" | '''Neck''' | | style="text-align:left;vertical-align:top;border-right:1px solid #a2a9b1;padding:0 0.3em 0.5em 0.3em" | '''Neck''' | ||
| − | | style="padding:0 0.3em 0.5em | + | | style="padding:0 0.3em 0.5em 1em;vertical-align:top" | A small deep crimson red fabric sticks out of her white fur. It is a scarf that is lovingly tied around her neck, it drapes over her chest and a gleams sparkle of a silverpin is reflected in the light. |
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| style="text-align:right;vertical-align:top;border-right:1px solid #a2a9b1;padding:0 0.3em 0.5em 0.3em" | '''Leg''' | | style="text-align:right;vertical-align:top;border-right:1px solid #a2a9b1;padding:0 0.3em 0.5em 0.3em" | '''Leg''' | ||
| − | | style="padding:0 0.3em 0.5em | + | | style="padding:0 0.3em 0.5em 1em;vertical-align:top" | A deep black fur pattern easily wraps around her right front leg, it gently brushes the ankle and ends abruptly just in front of her shoulder blade, like a tribal that has grown unnaturally from her otherwise white fur and yet it seems incomplete. It has a soft sheen when her wild fur is surrounded by the moonlight. |
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Latest revision as of 17:15, 27 July 2020
| Head | The single scar above her right eye, runs smoothly in the red shimmer from her brow down to the cheek and testifies to an encounter that has long been a thing of the past. |
| Neck | A small deep crimson red fabric sticks out of her white fur. It is a scarf that is lovingly tied around her neck, it drapes over her chest and a gleams sparkle of a silverpin is reflected in the light. |
| Leg | A deep black fur pattern easily wraps around her right front leg, it gently brushes the ankle and ends abruptly just in front of her shoulder blade, like a tribal that has grown unnaturally from her otherwise white fur and yet it seems incomplete. It has a soft sheen when her wild fur is surrounded by the moonlight. |
