| Date of Birth:
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February 14, 1993
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| Change Date:
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January 04, 1995
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| Height/Weight:
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5 ft. / 105-ish lbs.
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| Hair Color:
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Coal Black
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| Breed:
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Feline
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| Race:
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Bastet
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| Tribe:
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Bubasti
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| Pure Breed
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3
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| Risk Level
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2
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Creation
Zahru was born in Asyut, Egypt. Father was a scholar that worked in the Royal archives, a dusty old place hidden underground. Mother was an archeologist, often gone deep in the sands of Egypt on searches for new relics. The house they resided in was a rather large building, located on the wealthy portion of the small town, with several people on staff to care for the kittens. It was a very good life for the feline, a life of sunlight, treats and ease. She grew up spoiled and regal.
Betrayal
The family was at home that night. The night the blood ran thick. She was curled up at the foot of the maid's bed, when the creatures came. They slaughtered all that were in the house, save for Zahru - who had been hidden by the young woman. The change came then as the creatures tore through the house, searching for a relic Mother had found. The Monster bursting forth of the feline shape, to go avenge the loss of those around her. Even more blood pooled in the house before the girl fled into the night into the city, to hide from the hunters.
Capture
Years had passed as she moved in with her kuasha, and soon life had settled. It was not to stay that way though. Zahru's luck was never good. Wandering the marketplace in Cairo was brought to an abrupt halt when she was drugged, bound and found herself crammed into a shipping container with many other women. Brought to America illegally, the women in the container were parceled out to continue their journey on the sex slave route, their exotic looks a high commodity. Zahru made her escape one afternoon, and found herself on the streets of Prospect CA -- her journey now continuing
- Gifts that I have and their dice
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