Keep an EYE on the SKY~! {Juno}

[{Laurel.}]

• Name:
  Juno.
  
• Gender:
  Female.
  
• Species:
  Feline.
  
• Age :
  34 moons.
  
• Closest breed:
  Somali.
  
• Picture URL (if applicable):
  Click.
  
• Physical description (if no picture is available):
  Piccc.
  
• Status:
  Sunset colony female.
  
• Rank (if in a colony):
  Subordinate.
  
• Personality:
  Juno has the ability to make anyone laugh. She’s typically happy and cheerful and loves to have a good time. She adores company, but she definitely prefers smaller groups to crowds, and prefers one-on-one time even more. Now, while Juno seems happy on the outside, she has a dark side as well. She’s a bit moody, usually being happy, but prone to becoming quite depressed out of nowhere. She can usually snap herself out of it if she catches it before it goes too far, but sometimes, she needs the help of someone else to snap her out of the dark spiral. After that though, she can be upset simply for getting like that, but eventually goes back to her normal, happy self.
  
• History:
  Juno was born to swimmer parents, and went through a normal childhood. That is, until she was about 11 moons old…
  It was a dark stormy night (original, huh?) and Juno was having trouble sleeping. The thunder and lightning refused to cease, and the rain pounded down through her thick fur straight to her pale skin. She shivered and shivered until finally, her mind gave out and pulled her into a sub-sleep state. She was conscious, but she couldn’t move… or was she? Creatures of all shapes and sizes gathered around and battled, shedding blood and roaring like savages… but all she could see were their eyes. They were blood red, surrounded by pure darkness. She could feel the blood splattering on her and could feel it running down her fur… and after sitting there helpless, she simply gave up and blacked out.
  
  The next morning, she awoke to the sun shining, and everything… surprisingly normal. There was no blood, no creatures, and everyone was up and moving about as usual. Images of the dream (well, if it really was a dream) flashed through her head over and over until they faded into the back of her mind and she simply forgot about it like any other dream.
  
  Occasionally though, the dream somehow comes up. It’s usually brought on by another mentioning something that leads her mind to it… but she’s not conscious of it. It goes there without any direction, and leaves no trail whatsoever… but the result is always the same. She feels nothing, no happiness, no anger, nothing. Her sadness is so deep that she can’t really feel that either… and it’s all because of the dream. It’s impossible to explain why it does that… other than it just does… and that’s how she has to live.
  
• Relationships:
  None, yet.
  
• Other tidbits:
  Baha, I had fun with that dream thing xD
  
• Code symbol from the rules:
  &+
  

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