[b]Name:[/b] Karisuta Takahashi

[b]Age:[/b] 15

[b]Grade: [/b] Freshman

[b]Appearance:[/b]

She’s of normal weight for her height, being about 5’3” and 127 lbs, and while she’s by no means fat, her gracious curves show where all that weight is hidden. From her fairly large chest, to her gracious hips make this girl 100% smoking hot. Her eyes are sea foam green, the tone mixed with dark emerald in unnatural patterns, the color contrasting harshly with her colorless skin and silver hair. On each cheek is a gray stripe, starting under her eye and curling to her jaw line. Her short, silver locks are pinned over her head in a tangle of small spikes and curls, framing the wolf ears that sprout from the top of her head. The ears are furred in white, which matches her hair almost perfectly. These ears give away the fact that she is not human; she’s actually a demon. A white wolf demon to be exact.

She dresses rather traditionally. Donning Japanese and Chinese dresses most of the time in rich silks of various colors, though when running around outside she’ll wear jeans and tank tops, like any other person would. Around her throat is a chain of emeralds, rubies, and sapphires of no notable quality, which would explain why she has so many, and spaced every so many stones a wolf fang is threaded onto the cord, the pure white teeth laying against her skin lightly. Around her ankles she wears several loose bracelets, the solid bands jingling with each step, and her feet are always bear unless occasion demands that she wear shoes. Swinging behind her a white tail comes from her rear, doing little other then maintain her balance.

[b]Personality:[/b]

Karisuta, or Kari for short, is what you’d call the ‘normal’ teenage girl. She’s bubbly and lighthearted with a vicious streak that teenage girls are notorious for. However, she can hide any emotion with no trouble giving her the title of “Ice princess” from her pack back home. Despite, or more likely because of, this trait she has she tends to burst every now and then, whether it be in tears or laughter depends on the occasion for the most part. She’s also what you’d call a prude, having never dated or even really looked twice at a guy other then when she had to converse with him, and she is appalled by the idea of relationships for the most part, though she secretly is waiting for her ‘knight in shining armor’ to appear and steal her heart.

Being a wolf, she’s obnoxiously loyal and submissive to authority figures, a quirk a lot of people like to pick on, but she’s also quick to notice weakness and will use that to make her the ‘top dog’ so to speak. To her, being useful is a must, to not have a use means you go hungry, thus she makes herself busy every day, not wanting her tummy to not be filled for even one day. She’s rather intelligent and willing to learn, especially if it involves being outside and being allowed to run and wrestle with her friends. She often challenges people to long distance running, her stamina in such a sport more often then not getting glares shot in her direction when a human found they could not keep up with a wolf, but she adores competition and thus keeps shooting the challenges anyways.

She’s over exuberant in her greetings, often tackling an old friend to the ground and giving less then typically normal greetings which can vary from grinning and wagging her tail, to rough-housing and play-fighting. Most find this behavior obnoxious and rude, though she has never understood why seeing as that was how she was brought up. How else were you going to measure if a person was weakening or if they’d gotten stronger since you last saw them after all? Surely no one was going to say “Yeah. I’m kind of lame in my left foot. You should step up and take my spot while it’s easy pickins” in a wolf pack.

[b]Special Power:[/b]

[u]Flora Manipulation:[/u]

Kari is a Flora mage, meaning she can manipulate the plants around her to a degree. To get technical she can only get seeds to sprout or make a branch move a bit to suit her needs like give her a foot hold so she can climb it. She has tried more advanced magic but has met with failure and usually felt extremely sick after. She specializes in Roses, loving to make a cutting take root or a stubborn blossom to bloom. However her ability is limited and if she tries to do too much she will end up passing out from anywhere between a few minutes to a day. She’s learned to be very careful about it, despite the fact that she needs to push herself to get better.

[b]History:[/b]

Demons are a long-lived race, and they count years differently then humans do by far. However, when they are young, from the ages of 0-25, they age no different then a human does, this is so that they can keep the population of their kind up. Such is the way with Wolf Demons as well. Karisuta was born the youngest pup of her litter; she was also the smallest of the 5 young demons born that day. As the ‘baby’ of the litter she had to fight a bit harder for things she wanted or needed, be it a toy she desired or a preferred spot by the nightly campfire. This constant match of wolf politics made her very energetic and outgoing around her known peers. Her siblings, three brothers and one sister, all eventually gave in to the girl’s whims without caring much any more after she developed the talent of manipulating plant-life at around 10 years old. They grumbled about this new power in their baby sister and often whined to their parents about the unfairness that she had ability and they did not.

This power gave the white pup an edge when it came to getting away with things, since because of it she was considered the most powerful of the pups. The girl was given very special treatment and her parents hoped to one day marry her off to one of their neighboring packs in return for a treaty of peace between the usually quarreling demons. This did not sit well with the pup, as she was a romantic beneath her ‘ice princess’ exterior and wanted love, not a husband chosen for her. Her sister had no need to worry about such a demeaning task and was free to be courted by whichever pup fancied her, Karisuta envied the brown Miiya for that reason alone.

However, despite her aversion to the thought of being married off to some random male she didn’t know, she often took the time to leave her pack’s territory and visit these other packs. Mostly these trips were for her own good, rather then for the thought of having to be married into one of them, and she enjoyed running with their young pups on hunts or rough housing with them to figure out what their position in the ‘mini-pack’ was. All in all she enjoyed her childhood and often snuck off the territory to run in the human lands with some of the pups from the other tribes. It was this disobedience that got her in the trouble she was in.

She had been returning from a run with the pups, the sun just barely beginning to rise, when the humans went hunting for the loud-mouthed pups who had been howling and scaring their livestock the whole night. She managed to escape the hunters, but not without paying the price of her disobedience. A bullet grazed the back of her left calf and, while she escaped their hunt, her father sent her to MHS so she could be tempered and taught, this was her punishment, temporary exile from her pack. She was not thrilled about this, and hopes that she can prove she’s worthy of returning to the pack by increasing her magical skill and learning about the human kind so that they may better live amongst them.

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[b]EXAMPLE ROLE-PLAYING POST:[/b]

The scent of the forest was heavy around her, the earthy tones full of damp, decaying moss and fresh rain, as she trotted through the dense underbrush. Bare feet collected the morning dew as she jumped over a log and continued her distance-eating lope through the trees. Her pale green eyes gazed through the morning haze, the warm sunrays burning off the fog and leaving her ‘path’ clear. This is what she lived for, waking early and running while no one was watching her, she knew as soon as the sun was fully up she would have to return to the house and report into her father, but for now she was free. A lone wolf, so to say, and she loved every short minute of it. Her chest heaved a bit, sucking in the cool air of the morning as she rested a bit, her hands falling to her hips as she panted.

It was about that time when the first gunshot was heard, the bullet ricocheting off of a boulder and imbedding in a tree mere inches from her head. Her ears flicked towards the sound of the shot and she was instantly in motion again, her body moving like a shadow through the trees. Another shot was heard and a sharp pain tore through the back of her left calf muscle, a yelp leaving her lips as she fell to the ground. Her light eyes turned to the wound and noticed it was merely a cut, the bullet having just grazed her, with that in mind she rose and took off again, her limp slowing her but still she managed well enough. A trail of blood droplets marked her trail but she had no time to waste, the blood was still flowing down her leg and the longer it bled the stronger the trail. She had to figure out a way to get home fast and stop the bleeding.

The gunshots no longer fired and she hoped that they’d given up on hunting the demons. She never understood why they bothered her pack anyways. They lived in a remote area, didn’t bother anyone, and rarely went into town. Why hunt them?  As she hobbled into the pack’s land she slapped her hand on a bell, the silver chime echoing through the trees to alert the others that she was at the border. These bells were set up every 10-15 feet for convenience more then anything else. As the houses came into view she noticed her father standing on the front porch of her home, his arms crossed and his gray ears turned back. He was obviously displeased at his daughter and the punishment would probably be very severe.

“I’m sorry Papa, I was just running and I didn’t think they would shoot me!” Karisuta whined quietly, her white ears limp against her head as he glared down at his youngest child. From the window her brother’s ears could be seen just barely, obviously waiting to hear the punishment for disobeying the Pack rules and going outside the safety of the territory.