||Name||
Allariia Willows
||Gender||
Female
||Personality||
Allariia is a very mysterious Kalon, she hardly ever gives straight answers and likes to talk in riddle. She's very graceful and kind like her mothers, enjoys reading most of the time and is fair with others. However she'd always been into herbs, superstition and witchcraft. Studying up on Salem changed her personality over the years of growing up. She fully surrendered herself to the metamorphosis and spent a lot of her time reading and studying the rich history.
As a young kalon, she was very open and bright like the environment she was raised in. She loved to paint and decorate herself in plants such as ivy, willow branches, branches and flower crowns. She was very honest and loved spending with her family and sibling. It was nice that her parents loved to read because she also grew up curious and smart because of them. She felt no knowledge could escape their library.
When she turned eight, she discovered her love for witchcraft and herbs. Her bright personality began to dim to a less social kind of light, immersing herself with common, natural remedies. She was still friendly and honest, but spent more time alone mixing different herbs together and testing their effects. Her room became a small garden which she expressed a great love for; the red ivy was placed by her window and kept well trimmed. The ivy taught her control, focus and sticking to something. If she didn't trim it every so often, it'd take over like the vine it was.
Once she turned twelve, she was a fully grown witch. She remained loving and caring towards her family, offering up many herbal remedies for the common cold, aching joints, relaxing scents that calmed the mind and got rid of headaches. Currently, she is less social, speaks a bit funny and acts defensive if you say anything negative about her habits. While not very emotional, she watches out for others and is very wise for her age. Ivvy claims she has an old soul, but she doesn't quite understand what she means yet.
In later years (the future) due to teasing and rejection from others, she'll become more distant than before. She'll talk to her family, but often keeps her feelings out of the question. She still cares deeply for those she loves and will forever devote herself to natural remedy, but there will be a hollow glare in her eyes. Family will be nice, but she'll start to seek out another who understands and loves her for who she is. The craving for a better relationship can sometimes make her off to be a loose cannon when negatively engaged.
||History||
Generally good childhood is the answer she'll give. She'll tell you she had two loving parents-WIP
||Occupation||
When she gets older, she'll run her own herbal teas and remedies shop. She wants to live in a swamp someday though, so she's still thinking about where and how she can run a business.
||Dreams||
Ali wants to own a big greenhouse, one with a fountain in the middle and a few willow trees for her to read under in the winter time. She'd grow food, herbs of course and possibly collect small tropical birds if it gets warm enough in there.
||Fears||
Blizzards, drowning, being rejected by the ones she cares about most.
||Theme Songs||
Hallow, Cloudeater
Wait for It, Hamilton
Tainted Love; various artists
||Voice||
In the Moment
||Favorite Books||
Harry Potter; duh!
Wings of Fire
Magic Thief
Beautiful Creators
Various herb books; identifying wild plants
Hobby
Mixing and peeling plants has given her quite talented hands and she does a bit of caring on the side. She sells her incent holders freely which are often cut into mythical creators like unicorns, dragons, mermaids and even leviathans. Custom orders cost a bit more, but she's too nice to charge much.
A creative side
Ali learned how to play the flute at a young age, she's always loved the sound of music. One day when she earns enough money, she hopes to buy a violin or piano; or both would be ideal. Even if she wants to be a witch, playing music outside for the birds and animals is her own, personal favorite pass time. It also attracts customers.
A story for Ivvy
"Why can't you play with me?"
At a young age, before discovering her love for witch tales, Ali always wanted to spend time with her mom. She loved reading together and drawing, but going outside was also very exciting. It wasn't until a while later she learned Ivvy suffered from heart failure. Sometimes it was a wonder how she managed to have kits; but Ali didn't judge her own life on a disability.
She can remember always crying when Ivvy couldn't go outside, Cleo would take her instead but it wasn't the same. A good reason to pick up herbal treatment was to help her mom, make her something that might heal her; make her feel better. Years later, she hasn't been successful in finding any cures; only things to help her.
A tale for Cleo
"Maybe if you weren't gone all the time!"
Her first real fight, her first time calling out Cleo for her late nights out on the town for entertainment. Deep down, Ali thinks she wasn't built for family some days but will never fully admit it; it has to be some side effects of her own childhood. Back when she was young, she didn't mind being home alone with her sister and Ivvy but sometimes things didn't feel right between them. Her parents loved each other, that Ali knew, but then why did Cleo have to go out and look for something to do. She didn't understand
Most of her aggression came out when she realized Ivvy had a weak heart, looking for others to blame but in the end she couldn't point a paw at anybody. She finally talked to Cleo for almost two hours about it, realizing they both had the same concerns but handled the pressure differently. It made them a little closer, she thinks, but a better understanding was only the first steps in their lives. Thieving felt wrong, though it felt unfair to judge her by her talents and the family she was born into. Allariia has never thought less of her mom for being a thief and eventually noticed her attendance as she grew older, less impatient.
Some light over the years brought them closer together; in fact she feels like half of her favorite books might be 'borrowed' from the book store. Eventually it just became one of those don't ask don't tell things, it was certainly difficult for anyone to make an honest living in this world. Cleo has taught her some stealth tricks before, she mostly uses them during Halloween to spook her guests.
A Future
Sitting in her shop, Ali goes through her journal wondering how much of the year she'd forgotten. Family sketches, playing at the beach, setting the oven on fire again... She flipped through the pages alone on New Years Eve, slowly flipping into the past for her memories. Thanksgiving, Cleo got one of the biggest Turkeys she'd ever seen and they'd managed to completely ruin it; no one had ever cooked a turkey of that size. Reading a cook book wasn't always the best source of knowledge; she made sure that was written in big handwriting.
Oh, halloween was just before that, her favorite season. She's dressed up with a day of the dead theme that year; decking out her parents house into a small maze before the little kits could take candy from them. The maze started at their walkway, circled the yard twice with a few glass mirrors to confuse them before leading to a foggy tunnel to the front door. Cleo, having a talent for distraction and illusion the maze was a great success and they got a lot of excited trick or treaters. That year, she carved a witch and cauldron pumpkin...
She's spent most of the summer building parts of her cabin in the swamps, she had a few friends to help of course. She'd taken a day off to go swimming with her sister and Cleo while Ivvy spent her time of the beach because of her heart. It was her first time using a homemade sunscreen and it made the fur on her paws fall off. Cleo and her sister must have teased her about it for at an hour. Of course, she'd perfected this side effect by the time the summer ended, but her home still wasn't fully built.
Fourth of July, Easter, Valentines Day and back to New Years and the Christmas before that. Her journal was getting full again, but it still held a years worth of memories. Sitting down, she turns to a blank page and begins to draw a messy sketch of how she would have spent tonight with them if she wasn't so afraid of over-exciting Ivvy. She drew Cleo first, sitting beside Ivvy with their tails laying over one another. She sat beside Cleo, they could talk and get pumped together about the fireworks and wrestle if things got intense. Her sister was sitting closer to Ivvy, calmly looking out over the sky and the fireworks were drawn. It could have been great, but her house had just been finished today. Her home, her shop, her future where she'd find a cure or at least a remedy to help Ivvy. She'd make candles for Cleo with the scent of Lavender or Lilac, things that would calm and relax her, remind her of Alliariia if needed. Bath salts, perfume that didn't irritate your nose, she could do so much here in her new shop.
