^^— Like much of her bloodline, the female's fur is a lovely layering of silver and white strewn together in a beautiful coat of gradients and undertones. Toes dipped in a light soot, the medium grey continues along portions of her back, tail, and face in a shaded accent color. From her nose tip, the darker pigment continues up along the bridge, gently tracing her upper cheeks and tapering off along her forehead. Well adapted to the cold terrain of her homeland, Eserine's muted pelt is dense and velvety, framing her softer features and drawing attention to her angled eyes. Lithe in stature with spindly legs more pronounced than most, Eserine's appearance is a puzzling concoction of an angelic and ghostly demeanor, an empty vessel with glossed over eyes of permissive lavender.
Little hungry and a little sore, otherwise in good health.^^
^^— Always chasing, running toward something just out of reach. Like a dove, Eserine is trapped inside the very home that clipped her wings, vivid dreams of flying nothing but a teasing testimony to her unobtainable aspirations. Peering through a barred cage at the endless skies of possibility, glued to a scraggly branch of limitations. Lost, she is a creature desperate for an ounce of warmth and approval in a world notorious for the opposite. Sensitive and uncertain of her purpose, Esi bides each day searching for validation. Call her hopelessly romantic or even a damsel in distress, her emotional stability has tumbled down a mountain of self-loathing and despair. Latching onto those who offer familiarity and security, her dependency can sometimes blossom to unhealthy levels, especially with those she grows romantically interested in. Corrupted by jealousy and insecurity, the usually altruistic canine is fully capable of turning sour or bestowing spite to those she envies.
Voice like trickling honey down a sumac, Eserine speaks in a calming, nearly melodic tone that rarely advances beyond a murmur. Untrained in most aspects of war, bearing her pearly fangs toward another or basking in their downfall returns minimal satisfaction. Apart from the testing climate of her snowy home, fighting doesn't appear to be in the female's nature — at least on the surface.^^
^^Esi has no surviving (immediate) family but is loosely related to the other Impératoria members.^^
— Orden Severa | birth - canis parasomnia
— Loner | current living
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