Username: Dragontrix
Name: Leia
Gender: female
5 word personality:
nerdy - shy - stubborn - sensitive - motherly
How did they get their scarf?:
Leia had it very hard as a child, her father died before she was even born and her mother was never able to keep a job. It made it so that all the money they had had to go to food and the rent to their small apartment, things and clothes came after. But she had one good thing in her life that would always make it easier, her grandmother. The scarf is handmade, made by herself with her grandmothers help. Her grandmother may be dead now, but it's a reminder from her childhood, that it would get better with time, and makes her remember the time she had with her grandmother.
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Extra:
She sighed and picked up her cat from where it had placed itself on her old secondhand couch, leaving white hair where it had been. The calico she-cat meowed in protest, clawing at her scarf. She shook her head and sighed again. At least if was not her arm, she still had scars from the claws. She walked over to the window, a secure hold and the struggling feline in her arms. She placed the cat in the windowsill, hoping it will stay there so she can continue cleaning. Maybe even have some time left after to watch some episodes of Doctor Who. But she knew she probably wouldn't have the time, her cat would move again and leave more hair in the apartment the she would have to clean, and she had a late shift at the store coming up. She needed a nap before she got there of she wouldn't be able to work. She shook her head, turning back to the couch, now she had to get the hairs out of it if she wanted to get th rest she needed.
Something hit the ground behind her, she could see the cat up on the kitchen table behind her in the corner of her eye. She sighed.
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