Her name Arebella. Her favirote flower, rose. Her thirst, unbearable, but controled with animals blood. Her dreams, love,life,happyness. Calling But no one listens
Shy
Unpredictable
Self-contious
Nice
Can be mean
Wants to kill herself, but doesnt want to die (she couldnt anyways)
Wants someone to ask her if shes ok, she says fine, adn them to tell her "Tell me the truth."
Small amber handled dager, kept on at all times.
Mother a psycic
Father a vampire
Grew in foster homes
Traveled as a kid
Rest not known, yet..