Ryder Emerson [W I P]

ALIAS(ES):
BIRTHDAY: Month, day, year
BIRTHPLACE: Place
CURRENT: Where does your character currently reside?
FAMILY:

• Mother: Cara Emerson, aged 37. deceased
• Father: Remus, aged 38. deceased
•Aunt: Tammy Emerson, aged 49. alive
• Uncle: James Emerson, aged 55. alive
• Sister: Doli Emerson, 20
etc.

ALLIANCE: Shadows
RANK: n/a
STONE: Moldavite
POWER: When she was first transformed into a magical girl, super speed was the first power she was given and one of her favorites. It helped make for quicker escapes when she was in need of necessities the wild just couldn't offer her. As she grew stronger, her senses began enhancing, thus she became more animalistic so to speak. She has impeccable hearing and it's likely she can track better than most normal animals. Another ability she possesses is not much of a power but more of a trait she's acquired while living in the woods with her wolf; camouflage. She is able to blend herself in to most things–or rather, she's good at hiding-and can usually go unseen unless she wants to be.
BLOOD TYPE: O
ORIENTATION: -
FAMILIAR: Wolf

SCARS AND MARKINGS: Self piercings all up her left ear and a scar up her back from an animal attack. 
COLORS: Green and black/brown?
UNIFORM: if your character has a special uniform tell us about it

DESCRIPTION: Include height, weight, eye color, hair color, any scars, etc. No required length.
PLAY-BY: Sophie Turner

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Fear: In short, what is your character afraid of?

Desire: In short, what is your character's deepest wish?

HABITS: What does your character tend to do when nervous? Scared? Bored? etc.
PET PEEVE: What makes your character tick.

STRENGTHS:
• Calm; because she spent so many years in solitude, with nothing but the wolf as her guide, it's hard for her to become irrationally angry.
• Sly; She's cunning and can manipulate people into doing her bidding.

WEAKNESSES:
• Bitter;
• Selfish;

TRAITS: Ryder is witty, feisty, and cold. She manages to keep herself calm and composed, considering showing an expression other than a scowl to be a weakness. With heightened senses, it's quite a challenge to sneak up on her, and once she's met someone, she'll have their scent stained into her memory for quite awhile. Ryder is rough around the edges, with walls higher than most can climb, and that's just how she intends to keep it. Her intentions are never for anyone else's benefit but her own, no matter how slyly it comes across. She is selfish to her core, bitter, and vicious due to her lackluster childhood, empty of the love she's always craved.

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HISTORY:

Ryder never expected her parents to die. Who does, really? It was so unexpected, that her mind was still in a haze by the time they'd moved in with their godparents. She kept telling herself it was all a dream, that she'd wake up soon, that her mother would stroke her red tresses and tell her it was all alright. She kept telling herself that somehow, it would be a mistake, which was why she couldn't run when her elder sister suggested it. It wasn't that she didn't trust the other, it was that she preferred to spend the late hours of her evening sitting on the porch and waiting for that familiar car of theirs to pull up and take them away from the dreadful home they currently rested in.
When her sister left without her, she felt a numbness sink in, and it was the first time she saw in clarity, how truly alone she was and always would be. She tried to make herself a fitting place with her godparents, but they never trusted her, not after her older sister had run away, and what did they want with a child anyway? Their marriage was falling apart as is. So Ryder stuck to the shadows of the house, where she pretended she didn't hear her godparents bickering over who would get the little red headed brat once the divorce was finalized.
It was a cold day when Ryder was playing in their backyard, a distant look in her eyes as she skipped over the dead leaves. She had gotten off early from school, and neither of her godparents had bothered to pick her up, so she had walked all the way until she'd reached the backyard of her home. The wind had blown a certain way and Ryder had shivered, but it wasn't simply just because of the cold.
She felt it before she saw it.
There was someone or something watching her. She had turned and saw a giant wolf approaching her. Normally terrified by big animals, she felt strangely calm as the beast had circled her, and somehow she knew that if she could just pet it, all her problems would be solved. But it ran off as quickly as it had came and she chased after it, not daring to look back to the place that had been her home for years. She ran for what felt like ages, until her legs felt as if they would snap off if she took another step. She was surprised that the wolf came back for her, snuggled around her and granted her the power to keep moving. Ryder felt herself grow dark with power as she traveled on her own, gathering her strength and honing her senses, living off the land as her familiar taught her to do.
It was inevitable that because of seclusion, she'd end up so cold and vile to people who approached her, only wanting to survive and gain whatever she could for herself. However, she eventually took refuge upon finding another like her, the other strong, willing and able to do what Ryder herself could not.
Eventually, she saw her beloved sister again. Though the circumstances weren't under what Ryder would have preferred. Head of the rivals stood the one she used to tell everything to, the one who had abandoned her and found a whole new team to call her sisters and to take care of. And it stung Ryder to her core. She had never wanted to attack someone as vigorously as she did right in that moment. But she knew her anger would only show that she still cared, and she would have none of that nonsense interfering with what she'd become. It was trivial, really. So when she met the eyes of her sister, she'd hardly even blinked before turning to her head to her new leader, awaiting command.

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