Post by Raven on Jul 30, 2009 16:47:38 GMT -5
BASICALLY
Entire Name: Raven Hollow Akree
Nick Name: Hollow, Raven, Ray
Age: 17
But I look: 19-20 due to hieght
My Gender: Female
I was Born On: August 21
I Am A: Shifter
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And More...
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I Like: The rain, animals, ice, snow, the cold, reading, drawing, music, thunder
I Hate: people, heat, lies, fluff, optomists, lovy dovy crap, water, greed
My Powers: Mountain Lion
I Own: a backpack that holds a sketch pad, a silver throwing dagger, some clothes, and a library card
I Am Apart Of The: Loner
I Uphold The Position Of: N/a
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Examination....
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Appearance:Tall and thin. Raven is the stick of the shifter world. She is almost 6' 3" and only weighs around 120 pounds. Her body weight is a small issue. Living on the streets tends to make you a tiny bit hungry. Her hair is an insaine plot of black spiking in every possible direction on the top of her head. What weight she has is mostly muscle. Though she looks lanky there is a lot of strength behind thoes fists. Her face and most of her build is angular, and some what cat like. Her eyes are set almost constantly into an annoyed glare. Said eyes are emerald green. She always wears a pair of beat up jeans and a t-shirt with some odd saying on it. Along with armwarmers, or gloves. She tends to be considered a punk. Both of her arms as well as her neck and back are badly scared, which is why she always has her arms covered.
Personality: Sharp tounged and rude. Raven keeps to herself when ever possible and has a way of talking down to anyone and everyone.Though she is snappish and is normaly the first to start throwing punches, Raven is very kind. She is one of thoes people that are embaresed to help others, so they help than run like hell in the oposite sirection. Harded headed and pastionent when raven wants to do somthing it normaly gets done, though she is very bad about procrastinating on things she doesn't want to do. Badly unorganized and disevled she realy doesn't care what anyone else thinks about her. She has some smal phobia issues though, meaning if you attempt to hug her you might loose an arm. She doesn't do well with pysical contact.
She is very selfconciouse. She still tends to slightly believe what her parents told her.No matter how much she trys to deny it. Confused and lonley fealings creep into her heart every once and a wile, though she beets them back as fast as she can. She dosen't want to feel dependent on anyone. When in truth she longs desperatly for someone to trust, in reality she shoves everyone away. Cold on the outside, cold on the inside. She is loyal and devoted once you get to know her, though that rarley happens. She has a strong scense of justice and if she sees somthing she doesn't think is right she acts. Raven isn't one to turn her head, she hates the people who do. She knows how it feels, and she refuses to let any one else feel like she did. Like she still does. Hurt,alone, lost in her own body... in pain.
History:Born to a couple who should never have been together. A pack shifter and a loner. Never a good combination, too many diffrences. When teh two broke up, the pack wolf, the mother started to drink. Heavily. She remaired quickly. The man was... cruel. Raven was subjected to verbal and physical abuse from the age of four. It shows in the way she avoids people, the way she hides herself. And the scars. A four year old dosen't understand why she is bieng hit. She believes what the monsters tell her, she surrenders to make them go away. Not any more. The day she turned 15 she made a pact with herself. Never again would she submt to anything she didn't want to do. Of course this didn't go over well with the parents. Tossed from her home, if you could call it that, Raven hitch hiked as far away from San Fransisco as she could. From her new resting spot in Boise, she walked. Shifted she ran days at a time, toward a mountain range she had never thought twice about. Canada was an interesting place. Especialy when she found a little town.
A turist trap. It was badly littered with gang after gang. And she loved it.
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