name ;; um...a-alicia s. jackson...b-but call me angst..
age ;; eight-teen.
gender ;; female.
sexuality ;; straight. bi-curious but she does prefer males over females.
species ;; were-wolf.
rank ;; scout.
consort ;; open.
personality ;; um...shy... she's rather timid ain't she? this a rare opportunity for you, since she it is not often that she talks this much in a day, let alone to some stranger. but aside from being shy, angst is a very kind hearted gentle girl who has a fond appropriation to nature since its been the only friend and guide at home. the young girl isn't much social, so dont expect her to talk with you often if at all..
positive traits ;; um... caring. kind hearted. intelligent. artistic. strong; physically mentally and emotionally.
negative traits ;; stop... doesn't talk to almost anybody. keeps herself hidden in the shadows. mutters to herself when she's nervous. sketches drawings on almost any surface if she has a pen or pencil in hand. angst is also not a fan of humans. in her experience all humans brought was pain and disappointment, that being said she will try her hardest to avoid loud obnoxious characters. daydreamer alert! since she isn't very social angst tends to loose herself in her thoughts quite often and will ignore you in the process, sometimes though she does do it on purpose. she is also known to be stubborn at times.
interest ;; nothin'... well, nothing but singing when she's alone, or drawing in her small journal and writing song lyrics she'll test out later in the day. also she adores animals large and smile, knowing angst she'll get in trouble trying to sneak into the horse's stables to pet or groom them when she's suppose to be doing something else, or even go into the woods to track down a mammal model to sketch into her book. also, since she is such a fan of nature she often times adores being in her second form just to trot throughout the woods and lay down in the meadows on cool evenings while the other beasts of the forest bicker and snap at each other.
appearance ;; um...-looks down at self and shrugs.- pale-tan skin with natural semi-curled silver hair. she rarely splashes a small layer of make-up on her face seeing there is no need to hide a natural beauty. the runt knows her gorgeous traits and isn’t afraid of them nor neglects them but she does not like to show herself off, not like she could stand alongside other gorgeous women with more curves in the right places and masks of make-up hold their generous amount of pain and heart-ache. often times she wears bagging clothing though, finding it more comfortable to wear a long baggy hoodie with some leggings then a skirt with tight short blouse to show off her top half.. another reason why the runt loves her hoodies and long sleeved clothing, she’s hiding a gorgeous design stretching down her right arm from the world. it’s a tattoo she gotten herself a few weeks ago in memory for her lost brother. standing at five foot six inches it’s clear she isn’t the tallest person on the world, though she isn’t sure about her weight she is about a hundred and twenty pounds. not the skinniest skeleton around but she isn’t complaining.
but she is more prideful of her second form. a five-foot pure breed white wolf nearly three times her weight, holding muscles underneath her thick pelt. three-inch-long nails decorate her paws, often times angst would paint her human nails white so her wolf ones would match the same colour as her pelt. long thick row of teeth within her jaw and lean muzzle decorated in small scars from fights. the scars can be seen in her human form but they are small and not too interesting, for her at least. strangely though, her tattoo cannot be seen in her wolf form. one that she is grateful for.
past & present ;; i don't want to talk about it. she has a lovely voice, soft and warm, sometimes even a little bit husky if you catch her off guard. it’s a voice that matches her gentle features and loving eyes. angst wasn’t always ‘mute’ but she never talked to anyone besides the person whom raised her half her life, her only brother tito. he was the only person she remembers as a child, the only person in her life as she grew up, the only person who truly cared about her. she’s an orphan. the both of them were but luckily tito was able to sneak his little sister and himself into an old abandoned house far from town. he managed to get a job at a young age to keep himself and his sister healthy with full stomachs. as the years passed by they were caught shoplifting food at a local grocery, tito was only six-teen at the time and angst only eleven, and since they did not have a home or any known living relatives to go to they were sent into foster care. not a week later and the siblings were adopted out…to different families…and taken far away from each other. now eight-teen years old and angst has never given the chance to see, speak, or been able to locate her brother. as far as she knew the boy could be across the sea by this point. ever since she was eleven years old, angst hasn’t spoken much then two lines to her adopted parents, and a single word to her multiple physiatrists. because of all the fear and anger she has bottled up inside her, all just waiting to tip over and break her to pieces, she picked up the nickname angst, now whenever someone asks her for a name that’s all she gives to them. angst s. jackson.
love life ;; why? eh, being a social outcast as herself means no dating, and rarely any crushes.
face claim ;; [unknown.]
ooc ;; I'm sorry! I've looked everywhere but I can not find the chic's name anywhere on weheartit! & don't mind any weird things you find in either characters I've given you, just took them off of another site I rp on they are still my characters just different pictures and slightly altered to fit this rp..
