Body: Natch is very petite. She is about 2'4 feet tall on all fours. She has very well kept fur. It's sleek, smooth, and it shines under certain conditions. Her coat is a mixture of blue, green, tan, gold, and charcoal. Her main coat is a sea blue with gold and green highlights on her scruff. Her back is dappled with green, tan, and charcoal. The charcoal then ends in a stripe at the base of her whip-like tail. On her tail is a series of tan and green stripes. The tuft of her at the end of her tail is charcoal with gold polka-dots. Her legs are odd as well; they are tipped green and her front legs are gold with green dots. Natch's backlegs are tipped green with tan all the way to the heel. From there they have charcoal, green, and gold stripes. Her eyes are dark blue and Natch's ears are tan with charcoal and green fur on the inside. Her tuft of hair that slightly covers her left eyes is tipped with gold.
Personality: Natch...is very random, clueless, and has a short temper. If others are nice to her, she's nice back and isn't afraid to display any affection. When others treat her bad, she goes holy hell upon them. She would make awful comments and perhaps a little shoving would be involved. But Natch is usually outgoing, random, and clueless.

Im not from Neopia. I'll say that now.

Im a rare species of space lupe we call the Sterns. No, we don't live with the Grundo's on Kreludor...we live on a distant moon. We colonized there hundreds of years ago, and in our culture a Star Guardian is born every few decades. According to Sternian beliefs, the stars are our ancient ancestors. When you are a star, you have a new life, a second chance.
With a second chance, comes a price; you die yet again.
It is the Star Guardian's duty to protect these stars from death for as long as possible.

I was born on a special day: the day when the elders select a pup to become the future Star guardian and take the place of the current Guardian once he/she dies. They would inspect each pup, and out of all the pups born, only one is born with a lizard-like tail, like my own. They also have blue eyes, starting from a dark blue from the irises and fading as it reaches the edges of the eye.
And I was selected.

My training began when I was old enough to comprehend advanced things around me. While the other puppies of my age would play and explore, I stayed with the Elder Guardian for my daily lessons. I grew tired of them, showing signs of displeasure and constantly skipping classes. Yet it was my fate and I could not avoid it.
Me mentor, Soleil, was a ragged old thing. He was decades older than I yet his eyes glinted with everlasting youth. During lessons he would be grouchy, obsessive, and strict. Yet I grew to love the kind Soleil, the one who gave you extra food rations when you asked nicely, the one who told you stories of the time before our parents.
My lessons were quite simple: how to identify a star under a critical stage, saving a star from death, and avoiding a creation of a black hole. Soleil taught me how to drift majestically to and from a star, to glide, to fly...
Yet one thing I was displeased from the start:

I could not take a mate.
It was against all laws of our kind. If a Star Guardian were to take a mate, they would have to forfeit their powers and the simple duty of being a hero to all their kind. To prevent love taking over my emotions, Soleil would occasionally keep me in his den, heavily guarded by guards of brute strength. This caused me to grow distant from the others and learn to be weary to them.
My only duty was to my kind.

Graduation day came quite early for me. When I was a teenager, like at age 14, I became the official Star Guardian. Soleil soon passed away a few days later. My job went well for the first few years; when I became 17, though, my problems had just begun.
I remember it quite clearly. I sat on my haunches on a nearby moon, watching the stars, when I saw a bright flash of light suddenly go off before my eyes. I thought it was a dying star, so I stretched my legs and closed my eyes. Soon I drifted into the blackness of space and I swiftly followed what I thought was a shooting star.
I was terribly wrong.
It turned out to be a meteor but i found out too late. I was already upon the large mass of rock and soon I was streaking across the universe. Too fast I went that I didn't see clearly the surroundings around me, I saw a large blue, green, brown, and white planet, I heard a BOOM, and everything went black...

I woke in a dark setting, all completely different from my usual surroundings. Everything was awfully green once my eyes adjusted, and then it hit me; Earth. I was on Earth. I remembered the Council of Elders speak of it; they said our distant cousins, the Lupe race, lived on a land called Neopia, yet my kind called it Earth.
I no longer cared what it was called. I was on an unkown planet to me! I heard of cities, the other races that lived here, and the humans. The humanoids. Shaking my head with displeasure, I bounded through the forest, ran and ran until I hit a black and hard substance. A road.
I followed it and came across a city that would become a home to me.

A lean and slender figure walked down the street, eyes obscured by rainbow hair. A top hat, tentacles. And of course, the girl drooling on the other side of the street.
That was how I met Verr, the love of my life. My step-sister, Jenobi, was in the city to go see a concert of some band I like. I took advantage of the free day and decided to go out. I had trotted on and on, not sure of what my day would become, and I saw him in the flesh.
The lead singer from that awesome favorite band of mine.
Being the nosy person I am, I trotted up to him and began to babble on and on. So he can get me to be quite, he told me he'd get me into his concert for free. I met the band and got to hang out with them...then something terrible happened, something I'm not supposed to and never will say.

And the Guardian fell in love with the Alien.

That's all you need to know.

-Sternian Love Rhym

Erf...I feel terrible. The last time I wrote in a journal was more than a couple of months ago. The only reason I seem to be here is because I have wonderful news:
I'm expecting a pup!
As you may have figured out already, Verr is the lucky father. We, uh, spent some time in Germany when Steinkalte went on tour over there...Anyways, both Verr and I are very proud and we can't wait for the pup to be born! If it's a girl, I'd like to call her...Lune. A boy? I already have that one decided. I'll name him Apollo, after Verr's deceased brother.

I think Verr likes that name.

Wow, last time I wrote in a journal was a long time ago...I'm happy that I'm getting down my feelings into paper. My new friends, the band Steinkalte, has invited me to go with them to Germany for their concert tour. I can't wait!
And Valentine's Day is coming up...will Verr become my Valentine? Hopefully.