Last Post: May 30 2018, 12:56 PM
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coat color: black with varying shades of brown and white
eye color: yellow
To her core, she's always been a troublemaker, but never the sort of woman to break the law... At least, not after that one time her brother had to bail her out of jail. She was always a pushover, perhaps moreso than anyone realized. To those around her, she was the yes woman. She always said yes, no matter what was being asked of her, provided it didn't go against her moral code. There were rare occasions when she could say no, but it was few and far in between and usually involved her moral code to some degree. She was always uniquely her. One thing was quite obvious, however... She had vast intelligence.
Whether she was stealing wallets or stealing hearts, it was abundantly clear to everyone around her that she knew just what it was that she was doing and how to go about doing whatever it was she set out to do. She enjoyed mind games, whether she was playing them against someone or playing them with herself, she always found a way to come out on top. Her victories might not have always been obvious but to her, they were victories nonetheless. They were small victories usually but that was enough for her. She wanted nothing more than to grow a backbone but knew it was well out of her capabilities. Through all of her mind games and spinelessness, she was sweeter than people gave her credit for. While she could often be the iciest of ice queens, she still possessed a heart of gold.
She also had quite the sharp tongue. If she wasn't sassing someone (whether playfully or otherwise depended on the person), she was giving someone quite the tongue lashing. She didn't discriminate or hold back. She merely said things the way she saw them. She never held back, not even when she was wrong. If someone proved to her, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that she was wrong, she apologized but usually, it wound up being a cold day in hell before she apologized. She believed apologies were for the weak and despairing.
She was born to an unassuming couple nearly ten years after the birth of her brother, and she wanted for virtually nothing. All of her physical needs were met and most of her material needs were met, as well. While her family was big on community values and familial connections, they were also strict in their own way. She was loved and cherished as any child should be. She was more her mother's child than her father's, however. With a lot of polish, the street hoodlum had turned her act around and had done wonders in her pursuits of academia. She went from stealing wallets to stealing hearts by the time she'd grown into herself around the tender age of fourteen.
She and her brother were an unstoppable, dynamic duo. They were always looking out for each other first and foremost, she more than he. He was concerned for her, yes, but not in the same way that she was for him. She swore fealty to none other than her family and her pack (and not necessarily in that order). There would even be occasions when she was jealous because he spent more time with his wife, rather than her. Over time, she got over this sense of jealousy, only to have it be replaced by nonchalance. Her brother's wife moved out of Dawnbreak to parts unknown with Harper's nieces and nephew in tow.
It broke a part of her she hadn't known existed until that very moment. From that point on, she tried nonstop to get her brother to return to his normal self but to no avail. Before long, however, she gave up and returned to her own devices. Having dedicated her life to aiding her pack and her family, she was honestly at a loss. She wanted to say she knew what it was she wanted to do with her life, but she didn't. All she knew was she was up the creek without a paddle. She wanted to be able to enjoy life again but found her pursuit of happiness increasingly difficult.