Post by slytherianchicki on Dec 8, 2004 17:39:19 GMT -5
Name: Carol "Tiny" Maraia Berlay
Age: Unknowen
Descrpition: Long reddish-brown hair flowing to her waist, dark blue-purple eyes, her skin fair and pale. She was an animagus, of a small chocolate lab pup with the saddest, biggest brown eyes that could soften the heartest of hearts.
Personality: Seems timid, soft-spoken, easy to push around to those who don't know her. But to the few that do, she's a pure born leader, head strong, brave, vicious at times, and mischivous.
Wand: 13 in. Pine, Dragon Heartstring
History: Carol was born into a world of hatred, violence, disaster, and torture. She was whipped by her mother for breathing the wrong way, her father put out his cancersticks upon her skin, her cousins used her as a punching bag, and her uncles used her for when they wanted to see female nudity. Her village was burned down along with its inhabits except for Carol. She lived in a magical orphanage, and was currently adopted by a lone widowed witch. It took Carol 6 years to teach herself how to become an animagus, which always took place at night between her life of her years 5 of age to 10 of age. But she doesn't know the one secert her parents took to their grave about herself. That she was tested positive to a test at birth and as she doesn't know, is a Hecatamae.
Age: Unknowen
Descrpition: Long reddish-brown hair flowing to her waist, dark blue-purple eyes, her skin fair and pale. She was an animagus, of a small chocolate lab pup with the saddest, biggest brown eyes that could soften the heartest of hearts.
Personality: Seems timid, soft-spoken, easy to push around to those who don't know her. But to the few that do, she's a pure born leader, head strong, brave, vicious at times, and mischivous.
Wand: 13 in. Pine, Dragon Heartstring
History: Carol was born into a world of hatred, violence, disaster, and torture. She was whipped by her mother for breathing the wrong way, her father put out his cancersticks upon her skin, her cousins used her as a punching bag, and her uncles used her for when they wanted to see female nudity. Her village was burned down along with its inhabits except for Carol. She lived in a magical orphanage, and was currently adopted by a lone widowed witch. It took Carol 6 years to teach herself how to become an animagus, which always took place at night between her life of her years 5 of age to 10 of age. But she doesn't know the one secert her parents took to their grave about herself. That she was tested positive to a test at birth and as she doesn't know, is a Hecatamae.