KNOWN NAME: Arabella Marie Siracusa          "WOLF"                     
              
HAIR: Black or Red      
HEIGHT: 6'2             
WEIGHT: 180
EYES: HIDDEN
CLAN:  Ventrue     

CHILDER:  8

TRAITS: Her eyes are so silver they appear to glow etherally when she removes her wrap around shades. A multitude of piercings can be seen in her eyebrows, lips, nose, tongue and ears. Her thick long black hair falls to her knees in waves when undone and some nights it is a lush dark red, hinting perhaps that the red is the natural color.

LANGUAGES:
Romanian, English, Russian, Gaelic, Latin, Italian, Greek, French, Spanish, German, Dutch, Scottish, Irish.

SONGS: 
"Heavens Hung in Black" - WASP


QOUTE:                    
"Blood alone moves the wheels of history." -Benito Mussolini
The Prince recently has been splattered across the virtual world in the form of a music video. The video was done by the
 Toreador Primogen Richard Tickaine.
"Battle not with monsters lest you become one."
Make my enemy brave and strong, so that if defeated, I will not be ashamed
A starving man will eat with the wolf.
 Keeping the company of an emperor is like keeping the company of a tiger
Some of the men in my life.
Delicately spun to beckon you,
Here with beauty and depth.
Inviting you in with a glance,
Letting you so deep within,
Enticing you with solace.

Fraught with confusion,
Entangled in tender emotions.
And coming just far enough,
Holding your heart in her hands,
To think you are hers at last!

A wink and a smile will capture,
Those places you cannot remember;
Those places you cannot forget.
And lazily you bare your soul,
Exposing your every weakness.

Stunned and trapped in silence,
Bound tightly in her dark weave.
Sucking you dry of your spirit;
And her eyes will speak the words:
Welcome to this darkened web
Imagine a Wolf in the snow who Following the Raven Listened as He whispers in to her softly of  Things to make her rage. The snow turned crimson as Her enemies fell under her fangs while the Raven cried in glory As she became black hearted.
There Is A Beast In Side Me No One Knows
Stalking through the dark of night
Gnashing teeth and claw like talons.
Hungry lips curled back in want
Seeking that which she'll devour.
Slipping in and out of shadow
Hunger growing ever stronger.
Frantic now, in ravenous need
She scents the air for her prey.
Innocence walking down the path
Never knowing of the danger.
With speed and skill she lunges forth
Ripping, tearing at the flesh.
Dripping blood from teeth and jowl
Feeding on the end of life.
HOME
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There Is A Beast In Side Me No One Knows
An Evil Part Of Me That Comes And Goes
It Rages Inside And Tries To Get Out
In My Head I Hear Screams And Shouts

At Claws at My Soul And Brings Me Pain
I Tremble And Start To Look Insane
My Heart Burns Of Its Heat And Fire
It Hurts My Insides With Barbed Wire

It Takes Over Every Move I Make
Then I Have Nothing Left For It To Take
That Demon Took Me All Apart
So Say Fair Well To The Old Me

The Demon Now Is All You Will Ever See
So If My Eyes Look Red And Black
Be Carfull I Will Atack...