Feife Connacht
Standing 5"4, with a shapely but lithe build, Feife seemed to effortlessly embody both youth and beauty.
Pale sun kissed skin was a contrast to the rich black wavy hair which cascaded down her back, past her shoulder blades while her eyes were perhaps her most striking feature. Her eyes were a wolves eyes, darkly rimmed as if permanently lined in Kohl, with an iris of azure blue rimmed with gold, and a gaze that seemed to see far more than people wished they would.
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Yet beneath feminine curves, was toned muscle, sculpted over decades to hone a predator with the reflexes and speed needed to serve her Lord and Master.
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Sweet smiles hid a troubled past, tormented by abuse and neglect that scarred her in ways the eyes could not always measure.
Physically, she carried only one perceivable scar though it is hidden at all times. Located on her back, over her right shoulder blade, a deep, messy scar of twisted flesh that looked as if someone had taken a hot branding iron in the shape of the Christian cross and pressed it down as the layers of skin burnt, as the meat beneath it cooked and it even indented bone.
While efforts over the years have been made to ensure it did not impact her movement, cutting into her flesh, layer by layer and healing the tissue to provide her with full flexibility, the scar remains as a testament to her strength, resilience and unbroken spirit.
