''One who cares for nature, cares for the world, cares for him/herself.''
β What Society Sees β
Full Name
Nixa Silgin Sfienir Indacant
Nick Names
Most call her Nix or Sil
Age
14 years old
Height
158 centimeters
Weight
47 kilos
Eye Color
Light brown
Hair Color
Dark blonde, light brown
Tattoos . Scars . Piercings
Has no tattoos so far yet. Does have a few scars from scratches and bites from animals. Quite a large one is on her shoulder when she was attacked by a dog. She has no piercings.
β What Society Fails to See β
Likes
β Nature
β Animals
β The Sun
β The Moon
β Swimming
β Learning
Dislikes
β Mean people
β Seeing nature get destroyed
β Getting caught while sneaking around
β Being inside
β suffering animals
Habits
β Whistling while the sun is going down, always.
β Brushing her hair always at 9 A.M.
β Becoming completely silent if she gets word, physically or verbally.
Weaknesses
Gets easily scared, will do anything to save an animal, even if it means her dying, she is not very strong, or fast.
Strengths
She's pretty smart, good at climbing trees, good at swimming, and good at hiding.
Power Inherited
Nixa inherited the power of earth, of nature. A powerful thing. But she is skilled with it. She can control plants, and let them do as she wishes, for example, curl around an enemy. She can also make them grow, trees, plants, flowers, and make sure they are healthy. She can heal trees, though plants and flowers are a lot harder. She can make boulders and throw them at enemies, and she can move the surface in any way she wants. She can let it rise, and let it go down, move it around and all that stuff. She can also create walls as a shield to protect herself or others.
Claimed Marking
β Why I Am The Way I Am β
Personality
Nixa is a bit of a strange character, secretive but social yet never truly revealing herself it seems. She is often busy with nature and all of it that belongs to it, and enjoys being outside more then anyone. Even if it rains, she will be outside. She loves to learn, and spends as much time as she can on learning about animals, flowers, trees, the Sun, the Moon, the Earth, stars, everything that has to do with nature. She does not like being around buildings, rather loves rain forests and savannas and desserts. She is a real smart arse on those subjects. She's also really curious, maybe a bit too curious and sometimes gets herself into trouble with it, but often manages to escape without punishment or harm. She uses her young looks and cute looks to escape, and people get easily fooled around of course. But Nixa is secretive, and rather hides herself then meeting new people. Though, once she thinks she can trust you, she is kind and helpful, and willing to share her special power.
History
Nixa was born just like a normal girl would be born. And life was pretty.. normal really. Her father was away a lot because of business, but none the less, her bond with him was rather strong. Her mother raised her with a bottle, and never breast fed her. But she grew up normally. Her father was fired when Nixa was two years old. But he soon got another job and everything seemed fine again. Mother was happy with father and Nixa was always busy with nature. Her father took her often to the forest and she would totally enjoy it. She would listen to birds and try to copy their songs, often ending up laughed with father. Mother often stayed home though. She was not really an active person. Nixa often watched TV with her mother in the evening.
Life was normal. She just went to school and was a good student. She got good grades and was happy with her life. Than, something sad struck her family. Her mother got ill, very ill. She had cancer. Mastitis Carcinomatosa. And when Nixa was seven, her mother died. Life through out was actually nice. They went on a lot of holidays and did fun stuff. But sadness struck her family. She was now alone with her father. Life went on.
When Nixa was 12, her father got a job on this new island she never heard about, but he told her it was a large and nice island. So they moved to Eden Island. And father was right. It was a nice island. And so, she sold her soul, without really knowing what it meant and inherited this power she loves so much. And so life went on. Her father works at days and is together with her at night.
β If I Was A Songβ
Natasha Bedingfield|Unwritten
I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
Oh, oh, oh
I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines
We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can't live that way
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten