Post by Deleted on Apr 20, 2017 5:17:20 GMT
Amelia Harwood  the basics age • 25 Desired Rank•Guardian Species•Werewolf Type• Lycan gender • female sexuality • heterosexual the appearance face claim • Sarah McDaniel height and weight •5'6" & 125lbs (wolf form) 2'7" and 115lbs identifying features •belly button piercing overall appearance • Amelia is a beautiful girl, no doubt about it with that dark auburn/brown hair, that fair skin with barely a blemish at all, her full lips, slightly upturned nose, and the most distinct thing about her is her eyes. She was born with Heterochromia. Her right eye is a light hazel brown, while her left is a bright lightning blue. Her wolf form though is a jet black. the personality likes • Reading, drawing, writing, playing violin dislikes • guns, exceptionally loud noises, any kind of confrontation strengths • Patience of a Saint, normally very truthful weaknesses • not as trusting, hides her pain dreams • finding a place to belong fears • bounty hunters, guns/gunshot blasts overall personality • Amelia is not as much outgoing as she is just impulsive with her thoughts and actions. On a regular day she's usually smiling and finding something to do to keep her hands and mind busy. She is a little naive about some things in the world, which is one reason as to how much of a natural flirt she is. The other reasons are because of the reactions she'd normally get when flirting with someone. She is also very confident in her skills, and her appearance. However, she does have off days where she is really down on herself, but she doesn't want anyone to fuss over her because it reminds her a lot of her parents and how they'd be. She doesn't understand though why it happens and when she tries to remember her mind goes black and usually her wolf takes over and lashes out in both fear and anger if she tries too hard. the history father • Ian Harwood, 57, deceased mother • Lenra, 53, Healer Deceased siblings • none important people • doesn't have anyone overall history • Amelia has only known one thing from the beginning of her life... Family... It's all she ever had. Just her father, mother and herself. When she was just a child she didn't mind it just being the three of them. She could have all the attention from her parents that she wanted. She got to learn all the healing components of herbs from her mother, and her father was always the shoulder to cry on when she was punished for doing something bad. However, getting older she experienced her first transformation. At first it was just fangs and claws, but then it was her whole body. For the first time it was so painful because she hadn't known to expect it. Once her mother had returned from picking herbs in their garden she found the little black pup whimpering on the ground not sure what to do. That's when Amelia found out her mothers secret of being a Lycan werewolf. Her father came home from his work in the woods to see both of his girls playing in the yard in their wolf forms. Eventually, with the experience turning good Amelia wasn't as scared of her other form as she had at first. Amelia grew just as normal children did, but she became a rare beauty to the small town that her family lived nearby. A lot of the boys were interested and being the somewhat sheltered girl she was, it was easy for her to say something and boys taking it the wrong way. However, it happened with one of the wrong boys, and he took it as an insult when she had only called him a friend. This same boy had been walking through the woods to her home to hopefully see her, but also get medicine for his mother's fever. That day he had seen Amelia turn into her Lycan form and ran home. (she was 15) 2 years later, her mother was working on a new medicine and had finished with her last patient when Amelia's father came in with an injured man. They put him up in the guest room and her mother worked her "magic". After that they began to make dinner. When it was finished her mother went to check on the man and a gunshot sounded. Amelia froze in place as her mind tried to figure out what had happened. Suddenly it was like everything was fastforwarding with her mother’s body falling down the stairs, and the man she helped holding out a gun. Her body froze as her father threw himself and his ax at the man to distract him. When he shouted at her and turned she saw the light from her father's eyes give out as a bullet went through his skull. That's when she transformed and ran for safety. For years now she has been wandering looking for a place to call home and belong. the role player alias • real name is Katrina, call me Kat for short if you wish or Forrest (it's my last name) age • 24 pronouns • she, her, Kat |
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