(http://img235.imageshack.us/img235/131/carynaum5.jpg)<br/>Born into a rather full family, Caryna was the youngest. When the family fell upon hard times, the children, all fifteen of them, were sold off as pets. Too young to really remember anything other than being a pet,  Caryna never complained about her status in life. She doesn’t know any better. Even now, at nearly eighteen years of age, she continues to act more as a pet than the demi-human that she is. She walks on all fours most of the time, though she is perfectly capable of walking on her hind legs. A collar rests about her neck, with a small bell attatched to the front that jingles gently wherever she goes. Despite her status in life, she’s very friendly, and loves attention, like any cat would.<br/>When standing, Caryna is rather short, not even five feet tall, thick waves of pink hair falling down around her, well past her hips. Only parts of her body are covered in black and white fur, including her feline ears and her tail, and what isn’t covered in the fur is usually covered in small patches of cloth. Whatever it is, its not usually much, thanks to her Masters wishes. While Caryna is petite, she is perfectly well curved, not an ounce of fat out of place on her small body. Her eyes are almost the same color as her hair, though are faintly more of a crimson color. Unlike a human, the nails on her toes and fingers are fully capable of extending into claws, while her feet look more like paws than actual feet. For the most part, however, she looks completely human.