Demidov, Anna; SACRIFICE - Ageless

[Anna Demidov]

Name: Anna Demidov.
Age: 16 years old.
DoB: February 15th.
Gender: Female.
Grade: 11th, junior class.
Position: Sacrifice.

Hair: Her hair is medium length, long and straight, with bangs that hang in her eyes. Anna has a tendency to keep them there, in the way. She isn’t lazy, it’s just her style.
Ears: Her ears are fluffy, a bit larger than most, and appear to be black. On a closer inspection, they are really just dark grey.
Eye Color: Light brown, with a warmer tint.
Skin Tone: Medium tint, almost tan, not pale in the least.
Height: Five feet, four inches.
Weight: 118 pounds.

Description: Anna is basically that little girl with enough personality to make up for her vertical challenges. Her clothes are usually casual, though she can (and does) dress up or look nicer on certain days. Anna likes to wear moderately tight clothing, and can usually be found with a pair of skinny jeans and sneakers on, followed by a simple t-shirt. Though she prefers to wear her hair down, Anna will pull it up for gym class or any type of a workout session. She has warm eyes, naturally inherited from both of her parents. Her ears are soft and taken well care of, just like her hair. Anna's ears are covered with semi-long fur, and the same goes for her tail, which is brushed before bed, simply because Anna cannot stand having knots. Her casual style goes well with her personality and the way she projects herself to others.

Likes:

• Lavender
  
• Sweet foods
  
• Lakes
  
• Thunderstorms
  
• Reading
  
• White chocolate
  
• Ice cream
  
• Strawberries
  
• Running, jogging
  
• Heights
  
  

Dislikes:

• Mathematics
  
• Rodents
  
• Platform shoes
  
• Swimming
  
• Ripped clothing
  
• Yogurt
  
• Small spaces
  

Personality: Anna is one of those people who just seem to be perpetually happy. She is a friendly, outgoing person. At times, she may come across as way too hyper, but she knows enough to calm down. Anna is never one to be depressed for long, and seems to just keep a smile on her face. However, she can definitely hold a grudge - she has one against her former childhood friend, back in NEPA - and knows how to talk the talk. Anna is a fiercely loyal person, who can shoot fiery insults at a whim and at the same time be cool and distant. She does have a temper, and it shows when she gets frustrated with people or the task at hand. Anna has very little patience as well, which doesn't go along too great with her perfectionist tendencies. If something isn't exactly right, she tends to become irked. Anna can definitely run her mouth and make rash decisions at times, but she has a good heart and a strong sense of loyalty and ethics.

History:Anna's family came to Pennsylvania during the early 20th century, settling in the Scranton area of Northeast PA. Her mother's side was from Poland, while her father's family hailed from Russia. She grew up in a home that loved her, where they spoke bits and pieces of Russian and Polish. Loved, more than loved as a second child, Anna grew up happy. Her childhood was filled with friends and perpetual bliss. She was never down for long, always one to bounce back up. Her parents work, though they made time for their children. They would, once a month take their children out to just have fun as a family on a Saturday. Anna has one older brother, who is currently in medical school, on his way to becoming a surgeon for one of the many ER's out there. Her parents worked hard to have a steady financial situation for their children, and Anna carefully reaps the benefits. She hasn't lived in the lap of luxury, but she still leads a comfortable life - smart phone, prospect of a good college, and the occasional designer purse. Overall, her relationship is still loving, and she keeps in touch with them through email and the occasional phone call.

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OOC Name: Vio, Vi
Years of RPing Experience: about 5, I’d say.
Other Characters: None ):

Roleplaying Example:
If he had said those words, Felix would never have been able to forgive him. Had he told her he loved her… well that would have been a very confusing first. He never talked to her about his feelings, very rarely if anything at all. The woman was hurt, worse than anything before. She was indeed a weak leader, not only because of Bryce, but because of who she was. Felix was quick to rise to a challenge and her temper was terrible. The femme sighed softly, watching him with the eyes of a wounded wolf, backed into a corner. She didn’t know what to do with herself or with him. Never before had he confessed his love for her. Affection, yes- but never love. He never said, “I want you as a mate, be mine. I love you and want to spend my life with you”. There was nothing like that between the two, maybe it just wasn’t his way. But never before had Hiro dared speak such, and that would be the ruin of them. Her temper paired with his silence could bring down empires, species, and themselves. She wondered what he was thinking and recoiled, because she realized she didn’t want to know anymore.

The mate she was talking about was Lucian, not him. Hiro had never been a true mate to her, never bound her to him, never.. there were many ‘nevers’ when dealing with the Ancient. Felix didn’t know where to begin, didn’t want to anymore. Would it be better if she just walked away? How could she do that to him? He would have no doubt spit in her face if she did. But wasn’t that what she was doing now? By daring to renounce him, Felix was spitting in his face, lips curled in a sneer. Although the femme felt terrible, she didn’t regret it. He needed to know how she felt, and if it hurt him, so be it. The woman was impulsive and bratty, but she was mostly honest with those she held dear- as honest as possible. A foreign scent entered her nose, causing her senses to go haywire. Her hackles rose only slightly, because this male scent was something that challenged her own authority. The wolf within her was ready to rise to the challenge and take on this man; but then it faded, and Felix was left with the empty thoughts of battle in her fur.

Pleased but surprised at his affection, she held on to Hiro tight. The femme wanted him to stay, needed him to stay with her, and yet could not bring herself to drag Bryce into the Battalion and the wolf issues. Hiro would not judge him or her, would not partake in anything of the sort. Her green eyes closed as his forehead rested against hers, a feeling of loss being replaced by regret. Felix wanted to make Hiro happy, but there was nothing she could do. There was a time for reconciliation, but not now. Maybe later, when she had grown some, but tonight wasn’t the night to do it. The woman followed him to the rock, laying her body out on one nearly, because she was getting to the point where the water was too warm for her. She nodded, listening patiently to her advisor, knowing that he was right. It would be good to attack, to get out there and put fear into the enemy. Felix would be able to hold her own and show off what she had in order to keep her wolves safe until the bloodsuckers launched a counter attack. But it would come later, when it did. Felix’s eyes flicked over to the ancient wolf and held his gaze. ”That would be best. It won’t take long to mobilize the forces. Night before the full moon?” she suggested. The woman had a werewolf in her care and didn’t feel like becoming that one’s prey during the blood moon. Felix, as well, needed to be in full control in order to keep control of her men. Her regiments would do as commanded, and of course couldn’t obey a large female anthro wolf who was attempting to chew off their arms and rip through throats. Her reply was short and almost clipped, letting him know that she was still a little miffed. Hiro, she knew, wouldn’t do a godforsaken thing about her attitude or what had transpired between them. Silent as usual.

[Avery Newfeld]

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