There is an ancient conversation going on between mosses and rocks,
poetry to be sure.
-Robin Wall Kimmerer
poetry to be sure.
-Robin Wall Kimmerer
Name: Soap
Gender: Female Age (human): Looks 25, but much older than she looks Species: Shape-shifter Forms: Kai Ken dog, Bipedal Werewolf, House Cat, Axolotl, Quadrupedal Werewolf, Northern Saw-Whet Owl, Eurasian Red Squirrel, Harbor Seal, American Mink, American Crow, Beagle, Maine Coon Cat, Rubber Boa (not pictured) Sexuality: Bisexual Likes: The sea, forests, rain, fog and mist, moss, tide pools, herbal remedies, witchcraft, healing others, gardening, tea, autumn, flowers, poetry, swimming, insects, fungi Dislikes: Confrontation, very hot weather, crowds, strangers Lives in Lotho |
Soap is my primary fursona.
She can take on any of the forms listed and shown in her refs. The crow wings are optional and can be added onto any form. Similarly, her tattoo can be added to any form, if an artist wants, but will always be on the left inner shoulder. I bought Soap's initial design from Aantlers 7/7/17 for $2. Her larger ref was completed 7/13/17, and her secondary ref 4/7/19. Will never be for sale/trade. |
Personality & Story
Soap uses her magic to heal others and offers remedy advice. She lives in a cottage, in a forest by the sea.
Soap has always felt a bit out of place amongst others. As a result, she is naturally an introvert, and has a hard time trusting. However, she still does her best to help those that need it and is very compassionate.
Soap can manifest very certain forms. Occasionally she’s able to manifest new forms to add to her shapeshifting repertoire. No one is sure what her original form is, or if she even had one. Soap herself might not even be sure.
5 Facts:
1. Soap's birthday is March 11th.
2. Soap keeps at least a dozen different kinds of tea at all times.
3. Soap likes Autumn and Spring best.
4. Soap is especially fond of moss.
5. Soap is afraid of heights unless she is personally flying.
She would be Neutral Good.
Soap uses her magic to heal others and offers remedy advice. She lives in a cottage, in a forest by the sea.
Soap has always felt a bit out of place amongst others. As a result, she is naturally an introvert, and has a hard time trusting. However, she still does her best to help those that need it and is very compassionate.
Soap can manifest very certain forms. Occasionally she’s able to manifest new forms to add to her shapeshifting repertoire. No one is sure what her original form is, or if she even had one. Soap herself might not even be sure.
5 Facts:
1. Soap's birthday is March 11th.
2. Soap keeps at least a dozen different kinds of tea at all times.
3. Soap likes Autumn and Spring best.
4. Soap is especially fond of moss.
5. Soap is afraid of heights unless she is personally flying.
She would be Neutral Good.
Music
Soap's favorite musician would be Loreena McKennitt.
...
Where dips the rocky highland
Of Sleuth Wood in the lake
There lies a leafy island
Where flapping herons wake
The drowsy water-rats
There we've hid our faery vats
Full of berries
And of reddest stolen cherries
[Chorus:]
Come away, O human child
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand
For the world's more full of weeping
Than you can understand.
Where the wave of moonlight glosses
The dim grey sands with light
By far off furthest Rosses
We foot it all the night
Weaving olden dances
Mingling hands and mingling glances
Till the moon has taken flight
To and fro we leap
And chase the frothy bubbles
Whilst the world is full of troubles
And is anxious in its sleep.
[Chorus]
Where the wandering water gushes
From the hills above Glen-Car
In pools among the rushes
That scarce could bathe a star
We seek for slumbering trout
And whispering in their ears
Give them unquiet dreams
Leaning softly out
From ferns that drop their tears
Over the young streams
[Chorus]
Away with us he's going
The solemn-eyed
He'll hear no more the lowing
Of the calves on the warm hillside
Or the kettle on the hob
Sing peace into his breast
Or see the brown mice bob
Round and round the oatmeal chest.
[Chorus]
For he comes, the human child
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand
For the world's more full of weeping
Than you can understand.
-Stolen Child by Loreena McKennitt
...
Where dips the rocky highland
Of Sleuth Wood in the lake
There lies a leafy island
Where flapping herons wake
The drowsy water-rats
There we've hid our faery vats
Full of berries
And of reddest stolen cherries
[Chorus:]
Come away, O human child
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand
For the world's more full of weeping
Than you can understand.
Where the wave of moonlight glosses
The dim grey sands with light
By far off furthest Rosses
We foot it all the night
Weaving olden dances
Mingling hands and mingling glances
Till the moon has taken flight
To and fro we leap
And chase the frothy bubbles
Whilst the world is full of troubles
And is anxious in its sleep.
[Chorus]
Where the wandering water gushes
From the hills above Glen-Car
In pools among the rushes
That scarce could bathe a star
We seek for slumbering trout
And whispering in their ears
Give them unquiet dreams
Leaning softly out
From ferns that drop their tears
Over the young streams
[Chorus]
Away with us he's going
The solemn-eyed
He'll hear no more the lowing
Of the calves on the warm hillside
Or the kettle on the hob
Sing peace into his breast
Or see the brown mice bob
Round and round the oatmeal chest.
[Chorus]
For he comes, the human child
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand
For the world's more full of weeping
Than you can understand.
-Stolen Child by Loreena McKennitt