- a general feeling of discomfort, illness, or uneasiness whose exact cause is difficult to identify. "an air of malaise"
|Name: Sitkha (nick-named "Malaise")|
Age: Adult, mid-20s.
Race: Angora cat/snow leopard; Indochinese.
Body-type: Lithe, hourglass.
|Likes tidiness, salmon, spring and winter, fashion, patterns & symbolism, puffballs, ribbons, make-up, leafy plants, mornings, tea, light snow, clouds and fog, peace and quiet.|
Dislikes unsanitary surroundings, disorderly conduct, repetitive sounds or incessant talkers, being stared at, being touched, severe weather.
Lawful neutral / ISFJ / Capricorn / 1w9
A fastidious and deliberate creature, "proper," "strict," and "uptight" are all words her associates would use to describe her. Paired with her general lack of understanding humour and sarcasm, she is very easy to make fun of in how serious she appears. Her voice is quiet and pleasant, but firm- almost monotonous; her posture is very upright and exact, as if she expects too much from herself. Although usually not very expressive, she might widen her eyes if you do something particularly offensive! She does have a passive gentleness about her however when left to her own devices.
Thanks to her furious categorizing habits, she is good at managing information, though she does have a few blind spots; namely with personal details such as names, faces, connections, etc. She is very bad at relationships of any sort and often isolates herself. If she finds herself in a position where people look up to her, she tends to sever ties quickly. She has a sort of spiritual sixth sense which causes her to sometimes say things that disturb others or seem out of step. Some individuals have taken to calling her a "witch", and so the more superstitious tend to avoid her, not wanting to evoke misfortune. More often however, she is seen simply as a buzzkill and is used to the alienation.
In spite of external circumstances, she is a girl very much in her own world. Her comforts include fashion, cleaning, organizing, and tending to her plants. She has a moderately sized collection of trinkets and artifacts which seem to get very little use out of them, but are meticulously sorted for display. She has an interest in all things related to art and aesthetics and finds herself staring wistfully at fabrics, ornaments, or anything with patterns & fine detail work.
She has a round and friendly face-shape with large pointed ears. Her facial markings resemble a light mask with a diamond in the center of her forehead and two darker stripes under each eye. Her senses are highly refined and she is always taking in her surroundings to the fullest extent. Curiously dark almond-shaped eyes with bright blue irises and slitted pupils- often used for glaring accusingly at others, but are remarkably suited for night-vision as well. Her whiskers usually cause her more trouble than she finds them to be worth, since even subtle vibrational changes can disrupt her.
Her eyelashes are naturally long, although she clearly applies makeup to get such an extreme effect. She has a small dark nose which can detect most scents, and her mouth is soft and pink and full of sharp teeth. Her tongue is round and human-like, but still rough and sandpapery like a cat's. She is allegedly so sensitive to taste that she can't bear to eat a majority of food she comes across.
Her palms and soles do not have pawpads, instead they are covered in soft skin that is sensitive to the touch. Her wrists and ankles have light bracers tattooed all the way around them. Her nails naturally form a claw-like shape, but are dull more like nails. She is covered head to toe in extremely fine, tightly packed fur. Her tail is long and semi-prehensile, but too weak to carry any weight; it is mostly for balance and flicking wildly back and forth when she is irritated. It appears to be the only part of her body where the fur becomes fluffy and dense, and is rather well insulated.
Although Malaise is my fursona, she does not represent my true self and instead is something of the inverse of me; someone I see when I am not myself. Originally she was my avatar on IMVU when I was 12 years old. She was an alien feline marked by her deep, dark galactic eyes and strangely long eyelashes, left to collect dust until I reconnected with her an entire decade later.