Middle name: Kaira ~meaning~ large forested wilderness between rivers
Last name: Shepherd ~meaning~ Herdsmen, or guardian
Age: at the start of the show, 25
Gender: female
Sexuality: straight
Face claim: Chyler Leigh
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Valerie has always had a very grounded and natural beauty. Her eyes are compiled of stardust in color, with how the honey hue appears in illumination. The color is glittering, a masterpiece of ichor and little spindles of shining hickory shades woven within her gaze. But, beneath the surface is a depth of darkness to shroud the brightness. Her irises are sharp, and there us always an underlying stoicism in them. Restraint had been embedded in her bones, always forcing herself to stay stoic. The military made her an intimidating specimen.
With trauma always lurking beneath the mirth of her gaze. With her shoulders always precise and straight, and her plush pink lips always pursed in an even line. Her body is welded from the bones of burden, always worried about who her parents wanted her to be. She always carries herself with a certain strength, and presence which is hard to capture unless you watch her.
There's something about the way her loose curls lazily roll over her back. Little strands of ink spilling over her shoulders, in enchanting waves stretching to her mid-back. She generally ties it into a braid, and lets it's fade down the side. But when it is down, it frames her face with natural hickory highlights throughout.
Her build is muscular, and bleeds prowess and independence. The scars marring her heart are reflected across her pale skin, in the little lines carved from wounds. Notably, on her stomach and right shoulder where two bullets wound scars remain. Of course, dozens of other little ones line her body but that's to he expected, really.
She has a scar on her eyebrow as well, affecting how the hair grows. As well, she has a few tattoos scattered about her body. A little, lonely flower vase lives on her shoulder from a person past. A thin stem, with a little dandelion bud on top, placed into a vase akin to a small milk bottle.
On her left calf, theres maimed cursive writing etched out. When she first got it done, the tattoo read "Meet me in the moonlight, where we'll bathe in the dusk," but it was now skewed by the mark a large burn left on her leg. The words singed off with the skin, and what was left was "Meet me in the moonlight, where we'll-" .
