Post by Leah Clearwater on Sept 15, 2008 20:17:24 GMT -5
GENERAL iNFORMATION
PERSONAL iNFORMATION
PHYSiCAL iNFORMATION
Leah’s feet crunched through the dead leaves on the sidewalk as she walked down the street, her hands in her hoodie pockets and her hood up. The air was definitely starting to feel chilly; the spicy scent of decaying fall leaves filled the air. Two more weeks until Halloween, not that she cared that much. Just another frieken holiday, alone, again. Halloween was actually her favorite holiday out of all of them; you didn’t have to show compassion to others by giving presents, or feel let down by not receiving one from someone you hoped too. Halloween wasn’t about spreading peace, love, joy, and happiness. In fact, it was pretty much opposite. Now that’s was a holiday was supposed to be like.
The road was completely deserted, but that was common. Leah walked as if headed down to LaPush, but had no intention of actually entering the town. She vaguely wondered where Jacob and Seth were, but then dismissed the thought. Jacob was with Kiara Illia- as usual, and Seth was probably hanging out with the vampires. Even after about seven years, Leah still did not like them one bit. They were a bit more tolerable than before, but you’d better believe that she wasn’t going to eat their food or wear their clothes. She smelled bad enough without reeking like them since she had taken to wandering. Jacob was her pack leader, that didn’t mean she had to see eye to eye with him, or live in the vampire’s house.
In fact, that’s where Leah was going; to hunt. She was hungry, and feeling the need to run. She had quickly gotten used to eating raw meat more often, and was, if possible, in even better shape because of living like she did. Getting new clothes was a harder matter, seeing as every occasionally she would morph suddenly, and burst her clothes on accident – something that couldn’t always be avoided. Her mother was helpful of course, but Leah wasn’t a child anymore.
Leah sighed, glancing around quickly for other people, and pulled off her shirt and shorts, throwing them into a bush along with her shoes. She quickly dropped into wolf form, and eyes gleaming, she headed into the forest at dead sprint. Hunt time.
Dejamarie
Name:[/blockquote]
Age: About 25, but appearance stuck at 18 for now.
Grade: Not in school
Gender: Female
Race: Shape shifter
Celebrity: n/a
PERSONAL iNFORMATION
Personality: Leah is sarcastic and rather biting at times. Well, most of the time. She's very angry, and tends to act on the first idea that pops into her mind. She has a hard time apologizing for anything, and doesn't really like being put on the spot. She has gotten way better at being nicer, happier, and generally a better person- er, shape shifter- but she's still a bit hurt about what happened a while back with Sam.[/blockquote]
Best Quality: Her determination
Worst Quality: Nasty attitude
Loves: Running, running, fighting, not thinking about Sam, and hanging out.
Hates: Vampires, Bella, Reneesmee, Sam, thinking about Sam, usually Jacob, sometimes Seth. Kiara Illia. Being mocked, DON'T do it. Plus a ton more things.
Hobbies: Running, hunting
PHYSiCAL iNFORMATION
Clothing:[/blockquote]
Eyes: Bluish-greenish
Hair: Long and brown.
Complexion : Tall, thin, but strong.
Body-Type: Tall and thin, it was hinted in the third book that she was fairly decent looking to the eyes.
Identifying Marks: Smaller grey werewolf when transformed.
Leah’s feet crunched through the dead leaves on the sidewalk as she walked down the street, her hands in her hoodie pockets and her hood up. The air was definitely starting to feel chilly; the spicy scent of decaying fall leaves filled the air. Two more weeks until Halloween, not that she cared that much. Just another frieken holiday, alone, again. Halloween was actually her favorite holiday out of all of them; you didn’t have to show compassion to others by giving presents, or feel let down by not receiving one from someone you hoped too. Halloween wasn’t about spreading peace, love, joy, and happiness. In fact, it was pretty much opposite. Now that’s was a holiday was supposed to be like.
The road was completely deserted, but that was common. Leah walked as if headed down to LaPush, but had no intention of actually entering the town. She vaguely wondered where Jacob and Seth were, but then dismissed the thought. Jacob was with Kiara Illia- as usual, and Seth was probably hanging out with the vampires. Even after about seven years, Leah still did not like them one bit. They were a bit more tolerable than before, but you’d better believe that she wasn’t going to eat their food or wear their clothes. She smelled bad enough without reeking like them since she had taken to wandering. Jacob was her pack leader, that didn’t mean she had to see eye to eye with him, or live in the vampire’s house.
In fact, that’s where Leah was going; to hunt. She was hungry, and feeling the need to run. She had quickly gotten used to eating raw meat more often, and was, if possible, in even better shape because of living like she did. Getting new clothes was a harder matter, seeing as every occasionally she would morph suddenly, and burst her clothes on accident – something that couldn’t always be avoided. Her mother was helpful of course, but Leah wasn’t a child anymore.
Leah sighed, glancing around quickly for other people, and pulled off her shirt and shorts, throwing them into a bush along with her shoes. She quickly dropped into wolf form, and eyes gleaming, she headed into the forest at dead sprint. Hunt time.
Dejamarie
