• Personality • A Russian doll, layers and layers until you get to the very core of her. She is silent and calculating. Every step she takes, every breath she fills her lungs with, is planned. Like a Halloween prank, she goes over and over everything, analyzing something from every angle until it's foolproof. Like a dying star, her outer shell seems cold, yet in her heart there is a spark of life and joy. Love isn't foreign to her, she just doesn't take things in romantic way, like kissing and hugging are kind of a small pro for her in the relationship. She wants hand holding and brushing hair back, the physical stuff that makes your breath catch and your cheeks turn red with blood that pounds through your veins as your heart beats faster when he intertwined his fingers with hers. It's the simple things that she loves, the smell of books in old libraries, the grass between her toes as she runs in the field, and the sight of the stars at night.
• Legendary Species • Halloween Hills Howler
• Why They Joined • She's not doing this for love or the crown or because her family wants her to find a husband...she's doing it because she wants to see how the stars are made, and be able to feel like she can reach out and touch the moon. It's an adventure of space and the night and seeing those pinpricks of light in the sky come to form. Her hair is silver, and she feels like she connects with the moon in that way, in how they both shin beautifully in the light of the stars. She's a shadow, a cold chill down your back that you get used to until you start to miss it, her presence is everywhere and yet she could hide forever if she wished. She is unnerving in how she moves, which like her personality, is silent mostly.
• Looks •
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
• Hobbies/Likes • As a part of Halloween Hills, she loves candy and pranks. She often sets elaborate traps that are harmless and are meant to make kids laugh, not scare them. She does scare the older people, but she doesn't have the heart to frighten a little girl or boy. Lying in the grass and looking up at the stars, tracing the constellations with a finger makes the nights bearable, while the mornings bring about a harsh sun and blinding light. The moon, with it's soft glow, makes her grin for once. She often partakes in making candy, especially chocolate spiders and sour cockroach clusters. In her spare time after the 31st of October, she paints, wherever she can. It's on the walls and floors of her home. Hand-to-hand combat training is an excellent pastime of hers as well.
• Dislikes • She hates when people mock her for her love of the starlight, of feeling at peace when she lays down and traces the craters of the moon. It makes her feel like she's understood for once, for she isn't outrightly vicious like her friends. She doesn't like mud, or eating her vegetables. The biggest pet peeve she has is when someone eats with their mouth open or tries to talk through it all. As a woman who wants to be respected, she doesn't like it when people call her 'kid', 'babe', 'hot lips', etc. contrary to her home, she doesn't like black cats, any other cat of another color is fine, but black cats freak her out but she won't say why.
• Other Information • She has a tattoo of a cat's eye on the palm of her left hand, and creeping up her collarbone is a small crow. Behind her ear is a witch's hat that is small enough to where you can't see it until you get close enough. She's proud of these tattoos, a representation of her home and who she is.