Female
2'
Naturally colored
No abnormalities
Goennec Pen #: 3
Name: Kapira {Kaah-per-ah}
Nickmane: Kapi
How would you use her: Kapi would have a home in my character thread, and be used in the RP. I would also like to order art of her frequently. I would like to write stories about her ocasionally(even though sometimes they never make it onto paper), and I am excited to see how her and Kila will get along. I am certaintly not the best caretaker of my characters(I mean, I don't order tons of art, or write stories daily), but I will try my hardest to make sure she has a good home.
Define your Goennec:
Personality:
Forgiving. That is the single most intriguing trait this little doe possesses. With her life; you would think she would hate any living thing that crossed her path, especially other Goennecs. But you would be very wrong. Kapira is just as compassionate and caring as any other Goennec, if not more. But true to her history, she still strives to please. She will do almost anything to gain approval of others, even if it isn’t in her best interest. She strives to make friendships, but isn’t really sure how. Because of this she doesn’t have many friends, but the few she does have are very dear to her; and Kapira would be loyal to them to her death. Innocence is also a trait embedded into Kapi. She doesn't really understand that other Goeys don't always have her best interest in mind; and therefore is easily manipulated into doing what they want. Used would be a good word to describe what she usually is, in trying to please everyone.
Background:
The Only One
I've heard others say; "it's good to be different"
But usually they aren't
I've seen others act; pretend to like everyone the same
But really they don't
I've been reaptedly told; "it's not your fault"
But how can that be
When they all hate me
Anything I do
Every moment I breath
How is it not my fault; that they all want me to leave?
Leaves rustling under her feet; Kapira moved stealthily through the undergrowth. She didn’t know where she was headed; only that she had to go, which she hadn’t wanted to. Her mother had ordered it, the herd would be glad she was gone-if they even noticed. Her small, lithe body allowed her to move quickly, and move quickly she did. Kapira’s size had been one of the things that set her apart from the herd, her striped body another. But here; far away from her homeland, it was rumored that many Goennecs had markings. Kapira hoped it was true, because she was tired of being different. She wasn’t angry at her herd though. It wasn’t their fault she had been born small and marked, and they hadn't.
Continuing on at a steady pace, Kapira contemplated everything she had been through. The verbal abuse, the physical abuse, and the thing that hurt the deepest. Never being loved. Lost in thought, and not paying any attention to her surroundings; the earthy doe ran right into another Goennec. As if coming out of a trance; her head lowered in submission, and she quickly backed up. “S…sorry,” she stammered, speaking to someone for the first time of her life.
The silver and cyan doe turned in a quick circle, ready to fight. Seeing the submissive position the other doe had taken, Kila replied uncomfortably, “You’re fine.”
Keeping her head below her top line, Kapira looked at the other doe, eyes widening. “You…you have markings,” she stammered once again, this time in utter shock.
“As do you.” Kila replied with question in her voice, wondering what was wrong with this Goennec’s head. Cyan eyes unreadable, the larger doe studied Kapira, who was still cowering in submission. “Who are you?”
“My herd…we, I mean, I was the only one with markings,” Kapira mused in a whisper, relaxing a bit. “My name is Kapira,” she said, in the innocent voice that was presumably from not using it. A leaf fell from above, twittering down until it landed on Kapira’s nose. Blown gently; the leaf was propelled off, slowly falling to the ground. Her emerald eyes twinkling with excitement, they returned to the silver doe.
Kila looked at the trees around her, wondering when someone would pop out and say this was all a joke. Solid Goennecs with no markings? That was unheard of. Eyes returning to the doe in front of her, she watched the small female play with the leaf; and realized she was for real. It wasn’t possible to act that--innocent. “So, where are you headed?” Kila asked, stomping a front hoof to rid a fly. For some reason she wanted to take the little doe under her wing, or hoof; so to speak.
“I’m not sure,” Kapira said dejectedly, sadness embedded in her would-be-beautiful eyes.
Heart breaking for the younger doe; Kila licked Kapira’s scruff of forelock. “Oh, Kapi, what happened?”
Eyes widening in shock of Kila’s affection, Kapira began her tale; not once wondering if Kila even wanted to hear it.
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“I think that momma loved me, deep down. She just didn’t ever show it,” Kapira said slowly, knowing very well that her mother didn’t love her one bit. But I can hope, right? she thought to herself. “She was just embarrassed because I was different from our herd. And because of that I have never spoken before today. So maybe she loved me and she just was afraid to show it because of what everyone else thought of me,” Kapira rambled on, defending her mother all the way.
“I think the herd was scared of me. I was so different. Small, mute, and covered in markings. They just didn’t know what to do about me, so they said mean things. It’s not their faults, it was my own. I tried my best to stay away from them, and I didn’t talk to anyone; so I wouldn’t be even more of a bother. It wasn’t enough, I was a failure at everything,” Kapira; the doe with no self esteem whatsoever, said. “I didn’t really ever try to play with the other kids when I was younger, but I think they would have run away. So mostly I just stayed with momma.”
By now, Kapira was quite lost in her thoughts and her story, and didn’t even remember the other doe she was telling the story to. “When I was six months old, I remember that everything was coming to life. The grass was getting greener, and flowers were budding. Things were looking up for me too. More Goennecs were beginning to accept me. The elders were the most friendly, I think. They told me it was ok to be different, and for a little bit; I believed them. As the days continued on, I tried to make friends with the other kids. It was hard though; because I still was afraid to speak to them. By this time I was almost one. There was a little ram named Danre, and he had always seemed interested in me. So I tried to be really nice and friendly to him, and even though he really wasn’t, I consider him a friend. I was good at doing things for him,” Kapira said, having no idea that her ‘friend’ had only being using her.
“But on my first birthday momma told me she was pregnant again, and that she didn’t want her next kid to know its tiny, mute, and ‘ugly’ sibling. She told me to go and never come back, and that is how I got here I guess. I don’t blame momma for not wanting my sibling to see me. I don’t really know where I’m going,” Kapira finished.
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Kila’s eyes brimmed with tears, ashamed that a Goennec would treat another so badly. She was touched by Kapira’s innocence, and acceptance. “You can come with me,” Kila said determinedly.
Only remembering the doe beside her when she spoke, Kapira didn’t think she had heard right. “You want me?” she asked, voice breaking in surprise and amazement.
“You are welcome to join me,” Kila said; knowing that the small doe would be needing a lot of help if she was going to survive in a different herd.
Kapira spun, experiencing a joy that had never filled her before. It ballooned in her chest, turning her face into a smile; and brightening her once-dead eyes. “Thank you,” she whispered to the silver doe; whose name she did not even know. Kapira had been given a second chance--a future. “I won’t let you down.”
Kapi's Art:
By mee.
By Rainbowwolf. 8D
AHH! <3 Thank you Lihmeth!
