Profile of Cyrill

Rosegold on snow. Androgyne. Feminine actions and natures, with styles clearly of the fairer sex despite physically being very much the opposite. Mostly white, with the gentle blushing of a pale champagne gold brushed along his high and angled cheekbones, as well as powdered up his paws past the joint of his wrist/ankle, entirely encompassing both his ears and his tail, and finally coating his shoulders in a dusty shawl that repeats itself in a sharp, winged saddle against his spine. These colors are contrasted by a pale, dusty rose, or a light cedar, that solidly covers the nape of his neck and mane and tucks into the white beneath his chin at his neck in a winged angle. This color also finds itself at home on the tip of his tail, and gingerly bronzed over his otherwise delicate browbone. The fleshy bits of him--his nose, pawpads, lips, even waterlines of the eyes and so on--are all a warm, deep shade of pinkish liver, giving him the appearance of being gilded, with not a single harsh color on his body. Only warmer shades of rich, deep gold laced lazily through the wheat give him the appearance of more gossamer damask in various places. Even his eyes are pale and pastel, being comprised of rings of pale powder blue, a gentle pastel pink, and finally a cooler-toned pastel lavender. Occasional Flowers can be found tucked around his neck and shoulders, mostly various forms of lilies and goldenrods and celosia. The fur around his nape and between his shoulder blades seems unusually silky and slightly waved.

Abrasive and colder than a witches' tit, Cyrill is sharp-tongued and the definition of 'Sassy'. If you look up 'Ice Cold' in the dictionary, there'll be a picture of him. He is commanding, bossy, outspoken and direct. He is bold and unwavering in all of his endeavors, and won't hesitate to tell you exactly what he thinks of you...and your outfit. That said, when he gets to work, he will work with enthusiasm and gusto, and with careful attention to detail. Orderly to the degree of being nearly neurotic, and with an attitude that is scathing and biting, beneath it all is someone who is intensely dedicated, intensely focused, and supremely skilled. His love and affection for those around him is often shown through his harsh reprimands--he does not take well to idiocy, and will let you know it. He does not know the definition of 'cowardice', and while it may be difficult to tell if he means 'you're an idiot' as a term of endearment, or if he actually believes it, it is not difficult to assume that, despite his small stature, he will cut a bitch without hesitation who has the absolute audacity to dare to threaten someone close to him. Finally, vain. If ever there was a deadly sin he suffered--well, besides wrath and pride-- it would be that of vanity. His appearance is important to him--just as the appearance of others is important to him, too. He will go out of his way to primp and preen both himself and those around him to a vision of perfection, both to show his affection for them and because he believes that looking ones' best is a great confidence booster. And after all, you'd never want to be caught under-dressed for a party, would we?

former active combat medic so uh, take that as you will.