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Romantic Interests: Moonlit walks, bubblebaths, romantic dinners, walking on the beach, or just plain cuddling.

My Story Is...: I grew up with violence all around me. I watched my mother being abused, along with myself. Almost been raped by the same men my mother claimed to love. My human family thinks of my as a low life good for nothing slut, even though I tend to void all males. I'm very scared of being within distance of a male. I keep to myself, only being around my sister who I hardly see anymore, since she moved out to another city. I am shy, and always feel frightened.
My best friend/sister isAlexandria Biffert. When we were in our teens I was attacked in an ally, by some male wear wolf. He bit my shoulder, leaving me to turn on my own. Once after a few times of beinging alone, a pack took me in, only to brain wash me, telling me that vampires we`re my motal enemy. I was tought to destroy any vampire they come across. The leader of this pack had an arena, I was asked to participate, not knowing what I was getting myself into. I accepted. Once in the arena, I saw all the vampired in the stands. Finally coming to, I knew it was fight to the death. I was knocked off, when I say my bestie walk through the opposite doors. We fought for a while, then turned on the croud. I killed th leader of the pack by mistake. Only thinking of protecting Alexia, and myself. We got away, and ended up in New York, living off in a cave, just out of the city.

My Appearance...: I'm about 5"6, with shoulder length black hair, and side bangs that fall into my face. My eyes are a light brown, that tend to darken with my mood, or lighten. My skin is a tan colour. I always wear tight blue jeans, with a T-shirt. A baggy sweater over top. I have an average form for my age, and yet, I am still self-conscious.

Inventory: I have one dagger attached to my waist band. Nothing else. All I need is my wolf instincts, my wolf claws, sharppend teeth. Nothing else, the dagger was just for show.