Royal...delievery girl....WHAT?!
Black hair tied into a wirey braid that reaches her waist. Light brown skin, and dark brown eyes. Nice white teeth, high cheek bones and long eyelashes. 4'5 and weighs 145. Skinny as a rail, but eats more then anyone you could ever see. She wears an old pink t-shirt, and dark brown khaki shorts with pink socks and plain white sneakers. She wears a bead necklace and a matching bracelet. There's a scar on willows left knee.
Willow doesn't pretend to be brave when she's not, but she doesn't back down when things get tough. Her body is fragile, but her personality and attitude isn't. Call her a name, and she'll call you something three times worse...In another language, or english...depends on how she feels. Punch her, and she'll bruise real easy, but be warned, cause she'll punch back, and probably knock out a few front teeth. She likes to learn weird and creepy things, but knows when enough is enough, and also knows when to keep her nose out of other peoples business. She can be polite, and rude, and knows how to take care of herself. She can play ball as good as any boy, cook as well as any girl, and agrue as well as any adult. She's good at using commen sense and keeps logic in mind.
Alice carries her daddys old pocket knife. Never know when it could come in handy. How she snuck that on the plane, noone knows...
Willow's daddy died in a war when she was little, and her momma left her to live with an auntie willow had never met. Auntie used to tell her stories of vampires, werewolves, demons and such, and willows learned a lot about them since.