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So, I made a couple fantasy picturings, here's the one of Cho:

Cho C.~

The girl's long dark hair flipped around as she used the force to feel what was around her. Dodging this way and that, she could feel exactly where the shots from the training droid came from. Another blast came from the droid, which she quickly deflected with her lighsaber. The shot from the droid flew straight towards the droid, destroying it completely.    

"I did it!" she shouted out triumphantly, hoping to hear the praise of her master. But instead, she heard nothing. After removing the training helmet, she looked around and remembered her surroundings. She was in the Jedi Temple, a place which had long been broken down, and a place where she had come for training. A place, where she had hoped to find a friendly face to talk to, someone who would take care of her. Her master was the only one who ever took care of her, but he was gone now.

A sigh escaped her lips as she walked to a window and looked beyond the hills. Remembering only brought back the pain.

Although he appeared to be a very gruff man, her master was kind, and gentle too. All he cared about was protecting his family, and that's exactly what he did before he died. She recalled how her master had died for her, to protect her, to save her life. His final advice to her as she held his dying body were: "Make something of your life. Don't live in your pain and sorrow. Forget the past, and move on." 

She looked out the window again toward the hills, finally realizing what her master had meant, and smiled. The Jedi Temple had given her more than she had come for, it had given her hope. A hope for a better life. A new adventure was out there in the distance, just waiting for her to start, and she was determined to find it. She would no longer live in her pain and sorrow, but she would move on. She was going to make a difference.

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So, to sum it all up, I think Cho is a very determined and talented girl, who is determined to keep on going, even admist trials and difficulties. 

I hope you like it, I'll post some more later.  

Clouded Leopard

The cat crept silently through the foliage. Leaves, twigs, nothing snapped, or even whispered as her paws slid over them. She was a master of disguise in the wild lands, but in the twoleg place... Well, she might have been seen once or twice. She would have to be careful. Leopards could harm twolegs very easily, and they knew it. No doubt they would be on the lookout for her, but no matter. She had her orders. 

"Find the clans," Leopardstar had said as he lay dying in his den. "Tell them to be wary. A storm is coming Clouded Leopard. If we can not stand against it, I do not see how they can, but perhaps they can at least get out of harm's way."

"Yes Leopardstar."

Nearby, a twig snapped. Clouded Leopard's head snapped up as well, drinking in the new scent. A cat was slipping through the woods, but it was not a Great Cat like Clouded Leopard. It was just a normal cat, thin, but strong. White fur fluffed out against the chilly breeze. Clouded Leopard crept after it, hoping, hoping. Could it be possible...?  Thunderclan. 

Bubliophile: A white-haired girl rushes into the library, panting. 

"I'm here!" she calls. But there is no one else in the room. "I'm ready!" 

Unfazed, she reaches out for a grey, dusty book, flipping open the pages and starting to whisper something under her breath.

The book starts to glow. The pages start to flip, turning like the way Tom Riddle's diary did in Harry Potter. The once-grey cover starts to turn a beautiful bright red. Wings sprout out from the sides.

A spirit, an apparition, a happy ghost shoots out of the pages. "You're here," it says.

Happily, she nods. Then she hides the book up to the ceiling, like it's the heavens above.

A space in the ceiling opens. The book's wings start to flap. Then it takes flight.

It soars out, into the deep blueness of the sky, the ocean of clouds.

The girl dusts her hands off and reaches for another book. 

Joan:

The long brown braid flipped about as the girl continued to press her enemy, relentlessly. Slash, block, slash, block. Over and over, until she pulled the blade up quickly from a block and touched his neck. The man nodded, saying, "You have done well."

She nodded back graciously saying, "Thank you, Sir Varkas." She turned to find another opponent, but the man stoppef her saying, "I believe we will have to see about your knighting ceremony ...?"

She turned back, a quick smile flitting across her face as she said, "I look forward to serving alongside you." 

Now then Ballet&Bow...

Ballet&Bow

A girl with strawberry-blonde hair with a bow skips out of the Dance School with her dress in one arm and a box in the other. It's a beautiful day, with the cold air hinting that Autumn is starting. The girl skips up towards the bus to send all the dance girls home when she slips into a bush and sits down. She sees several feet walk past the bush along with a chatter of talk. A door slams shut and the engine starts up. The girl waits until the roar of the engine sounds far away, and then she steps out of the bush. Everything is silent. Even the ever-present wind has stopped. The girl looks around, shrugs, and says. "Look, you can come out now." Everything remains silent. "Look, I don't have all day you know." Not even the smallest noise is heard. "Okay, anyone with a problem and needs me to solve it, GET OUT NOW AND TELL ME ABOUT IT," she says. Slowly, silently, a small rabbit comes out of the foliage. "Just me, Miss. I... I need some help. But first, please follow me.... it's not safe here." The girl follows the scampering rabbit. Its nose sniffs and it pauses now and then. The girl follows the rabbit into a small burrow that somehow widens to fit her. At the end of the tunnel is a widened-out space, like all rabbits have..... except.... something was wrong.... goo was dripping from the ceiling. And there wasn't furniture. There was ALWAYS furniture in the rabbit holes the girl went into. If you were a magical rabbit you could afford furniture. Even the normal rabbits she'd visited had at least a rug or two. The girl looks around. "Waait a minute.." She starts to back away when she sees the rabbit. It's growing. The hair becomes shaggier, and the eyes start to go red.

The paws that had been furry a moment ago are suddenly huge claws. The girl turns to run, but a solid wall is in front of her. She's trapped. The rabbit-thing bends down to the girl's level. Its breath is rancid. "I've heard you are the... helper of creatures. One who solves less-than-normal-problems. I need your help.... I have a problem...." It says.... its voice is gravely and coarse but its tone is somehow reassuring. The girl says, "It's my experience that it's usually things like you that make them." The animal chuckles, a surprisingly tender laugh for something so fierce. "Not this time. I may be a monster, but if you help me, I swear I will never hurt a living soul again." A potentially good offer. Even monsters never break their word. But the girl was skeptical. "Aaaand if I don't help you?" The creature looked sad. "Then I will let you go." It waved a paw, and the tunnel reappeared. The girl looked at the creature.... and felt pity. Years in dark tunnels, years of no one caring about you. Maybe eons of being chased by angry mobs. Forgotten. Alone. Nothing but years of the same. The girl asked, "What's the problem?" The monster smiled. Instead of sharp teeth it revealed rather blunt teeth with bits of celery stuck in it. "I'll show you.... hop on my back, will you?" The girl hopped on. The monster leaped at the wall.... or where a wall had once been. Instead of it there was a portal. "WHERE ARE WE GOING?" yelled the girl through the fog of portals. "TO THE PLACE WHERE ALL MY PROBLEMS BEGAN..." the monster replied.

And so, armed with a pair of ballet slippers with iron and silver in them and several tights, plus a book heavy enough to give someone a major concussion, the girl, and the monster, descended into an adventure. 

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