Age: 17
Height: 5'2''
Race: Human
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Hair: Her hair is thin and black and hangs limply over her shoulders. Her face is framed by straight bangs.
Eyes: Her eyes are a cloudy grey, but in the sun they appear to be slightly blue.
Body: She is a slender girl around the waist and arms, but she has filled out over the years to add a few curves. She's short, but not to the extremes and very fair skinned. She does have a very soft smatter of freckles across her nose.
Personality: Luna rarely talks. Her lack of words is not because of shyness but rather just because of the type of person she is. She is gentle in almost every aspect. Not gentle in a way that brings her to child like level but rather gentle in mind. She's a very intelligent girl and enjoys the piece and quiet rather than the constant babble of girls her age. She very imaginative and can find herself thinking or day dreaming most of the time. She is very mature for her age and maybe that's do to the fact that she loves reading. Back home she used to read all the time. That also might be a factor as to why she is so quiet. Reading involves no speech, really. Despite the illusion of shyness she does love to listen to people. She might not join in the conversation as much but that isn't due to antisocially. She just loves to observe more than interact. When people do get her talking she usually has something to say. She has a great sense of humor, but people rarely see her laugh... however when the do it is greatly worth it. Her laugh could light up her whole face, it could fling her head back, and it could fill a room. She is kind, but she's not one to be manipulated. With Luna kindness is followed be seriousness and the two together make a great pare. Though she looks fragile and innocent a fire can light her whole being when tempted. She is not a child and does not wish to be mistaken as one. She does love a very thought provoking conversation, but never a boring one. She finds often that people who only perceive intelligence as just knowledge can be quite boring. With intelligence comes creativity and that is why along with reading she enjoys drawing and painting.
Likes: Luna oddly loves the night. Not the night itself really but rather the peace and tranquility of it. She adores the moon and was named because of it. Though it might be rare, the blue rose is her single most favorite flower. She also enjoys thunderstorms and heavy rains, as it is the perfect time to either watch it, secretly play in it, or read a good book. She loves reading and writing and can also be found drawing and painting. She loves to sing, but never around people. She loves to converse with people despite the fact that she rarely does. Her favorite colors are red, blue, and black. She has a strange fascination with astronomy and can sometimes be found up late at night gazing up at the stars sadly. She loves to dance but has never really had the chance to formally dance with anyone.
Dislikes: She hates overly loud and rambunctious people along with people who act like children despite their age. She also dislikes extreme cold or extreme darkness. Others do not know this, but she is deathly afraid of complete darkness... even though she loves the night. She hates being completely alone except when she is reading. Luna hates people who are extremely rude and also people who are boring. A boring person does not quench her curiosity so she'd much rather be around people with more colorful personalities.
History: Luna lived in a pretty large family her whole life. They never had a lot of money but they had enough to survive. Most of the books that filled her personal "library" were ones the librarians gave her as gifts for visiting the local library so often. She had many siblings but was often lonely. This did bring her sadness but she stifled her onliness in reading and art. There really wasn't much to her history before she was selected to be a human food bank. This has honestly been the most interesting thing ever happened to her... it's also been the most terrifying. She heard that the quiet ones never survive....
