Alana Hope Green

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Alana Hope Green;;
is now entering it's all in yer mind

About You;;
behind the RPer

Name: Ashley
Age: 16

Years of Rping: Three

Contact: [e-mail] or through PM on this site

ID Tag;;

Alias: Aly

Name: Alana Hope Green

Gender: Female

Orientation: Straight

Real Age: Six

Physical Age: Six

Species: Werewolf

Sire: Lady Abigail Clearwater

Religious Affiliation: N/A

Wealth: Hardly Any

Job: N/A

Dear Diary;;

Specialties:

1. Imagining

2. Caring

3. Remembrance

Summary:

Alana’s specialties are the following; imagination, caring for others, and remembering all that happens to her and those she loves. These special items have been chosen for her because of who she is. Alana could not function without her imagination. Everyone needs a way out of the most distressful of situations and that is what she does. She imagines a world that is filled with peace or an area that one could hear the ocean in. She imagines so much but no one ever listens. No one cares and she doesn’t mind that they do not see how important such a trait could be. At least, she doesn’t believe anyone would.

Caring for others has always been something Alana was very good at. She cares if someone else is feeling sad or happy, hurt or unscarred. She wants everyone to be happy and well. At times Alana has even made herself unhappy and unwell by helping another feel better. However, that hasn’t mattered to her. As long as she can see a smile on another child’s face or on an adults’ face…she is happy.

Alana remembers everything anyone has ever done to her or those she loves. This is a great strength of hers for the simple fact she knows who to hate. Of course this bottoms out the fact the she wants everyone to be happy, but sometimes being safe is what you must do. Alana likes to remember the happy times in her childhood but she will also remember the bad. That way she can remember everything and always relate to another. Some would say she sees things in a more mature way than a normal child should, but she doesn’t mind it. She believes it makes her even more special and irreplaceable.

Weakness:

1. Shyness

2. Day Dreams

3. Childish Fears

Summary:

Alana’s weaknesses are her shyness, her day dreams, and her childish fears. She’s shy with people that are already happy and well. She doesn’t know what to say to them, or do for them for that matter. However, other children are another story. She loves to make friends her own age. Especially if they are as happy as she is all the time. Alana loves to play and as such, will always have friends her age. Yet, being shy is something that has always bothered her and a few others. With a few children her own age, Alana is shy and they think that she is just ‘stuck up’ but that is not the case. She just doesn’t know what to say.

Alana sometimes gets stuck in her day dreams and needs to be snapped out of them. However, that doesn’t always happen very easily. Only two people know how to do that and those people aren’t with her all the time. If Alana has a dazed look in her eyes than she normally is not paying attention to anything that is going on around her. Normally a firm yank or yell in her ear can get her to snap out of it, but not normally.

Childish fears have always been her downfall. Like her dolls’ dress being torn or nightmares. If she has any of that happening to her, she becomes sad and frightened. Not many people can help her get over these fears and as such she is always afraid of that happening. Alana doesn’t like to close her eyes for sleep unless she has a nightlight or her great big teddy bear at her side. If either are not there, she will not go to sleep. There have been times that she has slipped into her sister or mothers beds because of it as well. A few safe harbors at there for her, but they are not always there when her dolls’ dress is ripped or a ribbon is pulled from her hair.

Human Appearance;;

Hair: Shoulder Length, Curly, Blond

Eyes: Big, Light Lavender

Height: 42 in

Marks: A small scar that never heeled from when she was attacked long ago. This scar is circular, like a rod or staff point, and is seen right between two ribs. It is just next to her heart and the object that caused the wound would have hit her left lung instead.

Race: Italian

Skin Tone: Fair

Body Type: Fairy-like, Petite

Clothing Style: Childishly Simple

Footwear: Tennis shoes, Sandals, and Flip-Flops

Summary:

Alana’s shoulder length curls fall around her face in a stream of gold. This hair of her is just as smooth and silky as her lycan fur. Some say that is the reason for her hairs texture but others says it is just from her youth. She doesn’t care what the reason, she just likes it. Her light lavender eyes on the other hand, she adores. They hadn’t always been the color. Before her change they had been a soft brown color, but once the werewolf venom entered her veins her eyes shifted color. All of this is upon fair skin that never tans and never pales. Her always pink cheeks pull off the appearance of a small angle, and that is just what she is. Her petite fairies body helps her to play games and run along beside her friends. All in all, she is a very pretty youth and many claim she will grow into a very beautiful young woman. However, there is only one scar that will never fade upon her skin. That scar is the mark that had almost killed her as a human child. It lays near her heart just on her left lung. This circular scar will always remind her of why she is without her biological mother and father but also why she gained a new family.

Upon her 42 inch frame, Alana wears children clothes, of course. However, she wears them in such a simple fashion that it is almost hardly noticeable. If she were to wear a black dress that fell to her knees one would not see it as her dressing up. They would see it as she was ready to go out and play in the yard. The way Alana wears these fabrics makes her look older but that hardly matters to her. She just grabs whatever and puts it on, sometimes having to change again if it is not suitable for the weather outdoors.

Wolf Appearance;;

Eye Color: Golden With Specks Of Brown And Blue

Fur Color: Shiny Jet Black

Fur Length: About An Inch

Fur Texture: Smooth, Soft, and Shiny; Feels Almost Like Silk

Size: 27-30 Inches From Nose To Tail Tip; Shoulder Width Is One Foot

Marks: White Tip On Tail With White Nails

Personality;;

Likes:

1. Chocolate

2. Running

3. Dancing

Dislikes:

1. Winter

2. Storms

3. Loud Noises That Have No Reason To Be There

Flaws:

1. Innocent Looks

2. Shyness

3. Childish Anger

Summary:

Like any child, Alana loves chocolate. She cannot get over the sweet texture of such a treat or the way it melts in her mouth. She enjoys the sweet taste and the extra burst of energy the sugar brings her in the end. Not to mention running that energy off, or dancing it away. Each activity allows her blond curls to bounce and fly. Not to mention the smile that graces her lips when she wins a race.

Alana hates the cold that winter brings. Of course she enjoys the snow, but why must it be so cold! She hates it! Alana would rather be warm and white then cold and white. She also dislikes storms. All the rain and having to be cooped up with the house with no where to go! The horror that it brings her tiny soul! Then all the noise storm brings or others make! Why must they do that? Is it just to aggravate her and bring her out of her clever day dreams of warmth and snow?

Alana’s innocent appearance is one of three flaws. She may look innocent but deep down she can rip out a person’s throat. It is almost as if no one can see that in her eyes when they smile down upon her. Then her shyness takes a role again. Being shy is such a bothersome task when people are being kind to her. She doesn’t know what to say or do, so she just bows her head with a sweet little smile across her lips. Alana’s last flaw is her childish anger. When something does not go her way, she of course stomps her feet and begins to throw a tantrum. Sometimes it is not the best thing to do, but she is still a child. What does anyone else expect her to do?

Background Check;;

Family Members:

Father- Harold Green; Deceased

Mother- Cheyenne Green; Deceased

Sister/Protector- Belita Black; Alive

Step-Mother/Sire; Abigail Clearwater

Birth Place: Naples, Italy

Childhood: The attack upon her family.

Transformation: Abigail Clearwater found her lying in a pool of her own blood and saved her from certain death.

Prey: Alana only eats animals.

Moon Tidings: Since Alana is still just a pup she only transforms when the moon is full. However, she is getting older and than will be able to transform at will.

Other Transformation: Alana’s teeth hold a certain venom that will transform another into a werewolf. The venom must be transmitted into the victim from a bite wound.

History:

Alana was born on May 6, 2002 to the happy parents Harold and Cheyenne Green. She was a happy baby and cried only to be held, feed, or changed. She didn’t bother with trying to be a pain as a toddler either. Harold and Cheyenne were very proud to say that their child was a complete gift from God. However, their demise for the child came only too quickly.

Jealous friends and family were talking in the open of the way Alana acted. They didn’t believe a word of what Harold and Cheyenne were saying about the infant being so well behaved. What child was now a days? Well, they made a plan to spoil the child and make her act up just in case their friends were correct.

Harold and Cheyenne had taken the three-year-old girl to a restaurant on night, showing her off as any proud parents would, but didn’t know their table was right by one of the cranky people in town or that their family had spoiled their daughter with different foods and drinks on their last visit. Well, they were in for a surprise when their daughter threw a tantrum over her dinner.

“I want my dessert now!” Alana had been complaining, now into a screaming and crying mode, for the last three minutes.

“Honey, please. You know that you have to eat your dinner first.” Cheyenne tried to sooth for the hundredth time.

“If you don’t shut that brat up, I’m going to have to.” The man that sat beside them growled in frustration.

“Now listen here.” Harold began.

After having left the place of business with a still screaming child, Harold and Cheyenne decided that a nice stroll around the park would be lovely. Well, they were wrong.

The man from the diner followed the family t o their destination and attacked with a weapon he had picked up out of the back of his car, a crow bar. He attacked without mercy, even the small child. Of course, Harold tried to protect his family but he was the first to die from a crack in the head, crushing his skull down to severe his spinal cord.

Cheyenne stepped up to bat then. She yelled for Alana to run away, but all the child could do was stand stock still. She was in shock and couldn’t move, all the blood had left her face after watching her father being slain. She didn’t like the fact that he didn’t get up off the ground. Than, because she didn’t leave as instructed to, her mother was killed right in front of her young eyes.

Cheyenne, while looking to make sure Alana was safe, left herself unprotected for the next attack the man bestowed upon her. He stabbed her through the heart. Cheyenne never had a chance. Alana couldn’t help but cry as she saw the blood seep from her mothers’ body. And then, he came for her.

Alana tried to run than, but she was too frightened to keep up a fast pace. The man lunged at her and threw her to the ground. She scrapped her knees and begged for the man to go away, but he would not listen. Even with a child crying in front of him, he still yelled “Shut up!”.

Alana was stabbed, not in the heart but the left lung. The man thought she was dead as she slipped into a nice daydream.

Alana pictured herself with her parents around a Christmas tree, the last one they had. She saw herself opening a present and her mother smiling down proudly. However, it was all ended when a voice sounded in her ear.

“You poor child.” The woman sighed and Alana was brought forth from her day dream.

“Help me.” Alana croaked in a voice that didn’t sound like hers, it was weak and rough. Alana knew she was going to die here, next to a stranger.

However, when Alana’s eyes closed for what she thought was the last time she was wrong.

Alana woke up, she didn’t know how much later, to a warm room and a woman singing near her. This woman was the same one from the night her family was attacked. Alana watched as the woman, who had the same blond curls as her, moved around the room. She was setting up toys and putting clothes in the closet. Alana was happy she was alive but knew her parents were not.

The woman was named Abigail Clearwater and explained everything to Alana. She explained what Alana was now, and to her surprise, Alana was not shocked or scared. “I knew there was something different about you when you found me.” Alana had answered when questioned.

From that night on Alana has lived with Abigail and created a new family with her. Abigail took Alana in as a daughter and never has Alana felt more loved. Unless she could count that last night with her parents of course.

”Daddy! Please wake up!”

Code Word:
'poof the magic fairy baby'

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