Elvina-- already did you.

Applejaguar: A girl with apple-red hair sits in a tree, her bare feet dangling down from the thick oak branch. Her dark purple eyes are fixated wholly on the ground as she leaps and transforms into a jaguar midway. This animal's spots are more of a very, very dark red than black, and its usually yellow/orange fur is a deep orange orange. (as in, the exact color of an orange.) Its shoulder blades move with its legs as it travels through the leaf-strewn forest and to the edge, where it peeks out of a bush with exactly the same color eyes and stares at the children playing it the sunlight. With a small huff, it turns away and back into the shadows.

Let's have another shot at this then...

Leafmist:  A small girl walks in moonlight by a calm rivers edge.  She has pale blonde hair that floats softly down past her waist.  Big green eyes look up from a pale delicate face as she reaches down to pick a flower blooming in the moonlight.  She is ethreal, a fea, and where she walks she leaves no footprints, but drops of dew.  As she continues on her way, she sings a lullaby that liltingly flows through the night air.  When the moring comes, she will be gone.

Cho:  The streets of the city are dark and still, shadows dance and wave inbetween  the patches of light cast from warm windows.  Dancing with the shadows is a darkly clad figure, they leap from shadow to shadow, blending in naturally.  With a bound, the person leaves the street behind for the roof tops, running lightly over them.  Up here on the roofs, the shadows are less thick and you can see the figure clearly.  It's a girl, her shoulder length hair gives her away, flowing behind her as she darts over the steets below.  Suddenly she halts, crouching on the edge of a roof.  Now you can get an even clearer view, the theif, as she undoubtly is, has brown hair with lighter streaks mixed in, deep blue eyes peer calculatingly out from behind dark thick lashes.  She waits, lith body tense in the weak moonlight.  And that is where we will leave her, for she is obviously upto something that we shouldn't yet know about.

Did you like that one better Cho?  I certainly had fun writing it!

OOHHH can somebody do me?

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OK Moonfrost! Here goes!

Moonfrost:

A small girl runs lightly over the snow,  enjoying the night breeze. Her snow-white coat clashing with her long, dark hair. She turns a cartwheel, a somersault, flops in to the snow and makes a snow angel. Her coat is warm and long, and studded with gems, and she glows with unnatural light. Carefree and happy, she basks in the moonlight, smiling at the sleeping world.

She climbs to the top of a tree, shaking snow from her boots.  She knows that she has to return to the moon before the sun comes up, but she still wants to enjoy the silent, cool night while she can.

Can someone do me? I'll try some later.

KittyGirl: The grass waves gently in the morning breeze. The scent of spring carries on the breeze as a cat calls to her housefolk in a nearby small house. The cat's housefolk picks her up, stroking her fluffy ginger fur before letting her outside. The cat leaps out of the housefolk's arms, rolling in a patch of sweet scented wildflowers. Her bright green eyes glow with pleasure as she hops to her dainty paws, thick tail swishing. She hears a dog, sound carried on the wind. Ears pricked, she scrambles up a nearby tree, fur bushed out. Her long whiskers tremble as the dog comes nearer, but she holds her ground in the tree. The cat's white paws sheathe and unsheathe long claws anxiously, but the dog sounds soon fade away. Relieved, she leaps down and purrs more.

Moonfrost: A ray of frozen moonlight scorches the earth. It is a portal. A tall figure steps out, a silver scepter in one hand. Small, elegant wings fan out from her back. Her shockingly white hair gleams on the pale light of the moon, and onyx black eyes glimmer mysteriously. The figure wears a slim dress made of black material, long white gloves on her delicate hands. A frosty expression is burned into her face after years of showing nothing more. The figure has a silver necklace embedded with lapis lazuli. She walks out from the portal, carrying herself in a stately manner; a manner one would expect of a queen. This figure is Moonfrost.

Aquina W. that was AWESOME I LOVED IT!!!!!!!!

Aquina W.: A small girl looks around... looking for the people who have been hunting her. Releved she jumps into the sea where her enamise can't get her. She swims around feeling the currants pull playfully at her long sea-blue hair. Her pale green skin shines in the moonlight, her big emrald green eyes reflect the light dancing in the waves. Her dress is made of something like silt... but it's not anything like silt. She's a mistical creature... one never heard about. She flys through the ocean like the sea creatures she protecs, she can control the waves and hates it when the wind picks up... making the waves do bad things, things would NEVER do. But the wind was calm and playfull tonight. She follows a path only she can see... a coral reef hear, an old  suken ship their, and makes it to her palace. Her palace is made of blue marble and is imposible to see if you are a mortal. She sighs and swims down to her bedroom and falls asleep. 

St. Owl: A five foot tall owl, you have silver, gray, and brown feathers. You don't fly very often. Your feathers are silky soft, and on your wings they're all silver. Other than that, you look rather like a Hunter of Artemis. You have a silver aura, and upon your head is either a halo of silver olive branches or a gray graduation cap (?). You like to perch atop the Big Ben in England, where you watch the world. When you sense someone in trouble, you swoop down and do all within your power to help them. I also have an idea of what you look like as a human, but I'll save that for another picturing thread.

By the way, this is how it works: you do me, I do you.

Indigo, can you also picture AEs?