Name: Grace Yenya Gender: Female Age: 15 (her 16th birthday is the next day if thats ok) Appearance: Short for her age (only about 4'5), looks more like a 13 year old than someone about to be 16. Shortish straight black hair in a cute cut emphases her young appearance. A face that remind you of a fox, she has tilted green eyes and smooth pale skin. Likes to wear earthy colors and flowing clothes, not a lot of tight things. Personality: If you had to describe her in one word it would be "watching". At times it seems she can see everything at once, and rarely does she miss a flicker of expression or movement in the grass. With reflexes to match, its no surprise that growing up she was very good at any kind of video games. Despite this she rarely spends any time inside, perferring to spend it outside fishing or hunting with her dad.
She loves animals-dead or alive; she believes that killing the animals if she will eat them isnt doing them an injustice- and takes life and death as two sides of the same coin. Shes the type that says shit happens and its best to deal with it rather than whine about it. Life is hard but is all the sweeter for living. If shes your friend you found one for life and youd have to screw up with her very badly to make her change her mind. All in all despite her physical size she is a mountain inside. History: When she was born she and her parents lived in a small farm on the outskirts of a deep woods (bordering but not inside the green acres, about 5 miles away) They had a small garden, some chickens and a few sheep. But when she was about 4 years old her mother was killed by a mountain lion that came seeing an easy prey in the sheep they had, her father shot at the lion but it managed to get away, dragging one of the sheep with it.
In a whirlwind of panic and grief, her dad and her 4 year old self rushed her mother to the hospital, where she died 2 days later. It was a hard lesson for her to learn so young, but her father helped her, teaching her that death was a part of life, and not to fear it lest she forget how to live. He taught her the ways of nature, and that to live means to kill, and to let live, he taught her to kill only for food or in self defense, never for revenge. This was as much for truth as it was to keep her from going after the lion at her young age. As she grew she learned to be tough but not hard, determined but not cold, and a couple years later when she went to school for the first time she was friendly and eager as any child.
Due to the fact she lived a bit aways from the city life she was one of the first of the group to get her learners permit, but most of the time only drives to the nearest bus stop and takes the bus into the city. She enjoys hanging out with her friends but doesnt like them to come over her house much (if asked she wont say why, just changes the subject if she can). Interests: Loves anything to do with being outside, swimming, fishing and hunting are amoung her faves. Loves animals whether its eating them or caring for them, and she has a pet boa-the perfect pet that emphasizes the circle of life and death. She used to be into playing video games in the arcade but recently grew bored of it. Makes crafts like dreamcatchers and necklaces from various things found in nature to calm herself whenever shes had a bad day. If it werent for the hunting you might almost call her a hippie lol But dont, seriously. lol
