Meimere ZanTaoyaka

Name: Meimere ZanTaoyaka
Title: Saya-rehu, princess of Kayalana
Birthday: October 16th
Celestial guardian: Phoenix

Ethnicity: Ititshi (Kayalana)
Eye Color: Peach
Hair color: Light Brown
Skin color: Cream

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Meimere is a princess of Kayalana, daughter of Isokell and Rannon.

A very sweet and sunny little girl who can wrap just anyone around her little finger, she has nonetheless inherited her mother’s stubborn temperament, though seemingly little of her thirst for adventure.

Second Born by Lawenta

Second Born by Lawenta
Characters: Rannon, Isokell, Karaon, Meimere
Summary: Following the birth of his daughter, Rannon reflects on the bewildering joy and dread of having his own family.
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Isokell with a newborn in her arms was much quieter than her usual unbreakable self. Wrapped around the small bundle of new life, nose buried in a tuft of still-wet hair.

He wondered if the little one smelled the same as Karaon had.

He resisted the urge to clear his throat. Karaon, under the hand settled on his shoulder, strained forward in barely contained curiosity.

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All I Have To Give

Original Written Work
Characters: Isokell, Maqaxha, Rannon, Karaon, Meimere
Summary: A lazy summer afternoon turns into a chaos of blood and loss when assassins attack.
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Isokell sat cross-legged on the soft pillow and let her fingers caress the velvet-smooth surface of the paper in her hand. The feel of the coarser ink against the smooth surface was tangible to her sensitive fingertips and the meaning of the words was clear to her.

Who ever said you needed eyes to read..?

A mild summer breeze from the sea found its way into the little garden confined between the walls, and threatened to tear the thin rice papers from her hand, and she held them close until it had passed. The smell of sea and the sun-warm flowers of the garden followed in its wake; soon it would be too hot to stay outside during the midday hours, and she treasured the last exquisite days of spring.

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