Ni c k n a m e s : Momo; Anne; Ash
A g e : Eighteen
G e n d e r : Female
R a c e : Witch
R o l e : Diane; Leah's Best Friend;.
W r i t t e n A p p : Anemone has a petite body, but still has curves, & stands at around 5'5''. She loves to wear skirts, shorts & dresses--she doesn't really like pants because she feels restricted. Almost everything she wears has a touch of frills or an elegant feel to it.
P e r s o n a l i t y : Strong; Loving; Intelligent; Cunning; Affectionate; Has a dark side; Determined; Friendly; Elegant & Polite.
Hi s t o r y : The day she turned seventeen, Anemone danced & laughed the night away. Everything seemed to be perfect for the day she became a full-fledged witch. Near the end of it all, she walked towards a lake with a young woman she'd met. They hardly knew anything about each other, but seemed to have hit it off. Anemone had thought that they were to be good friends; however, the fellow sister suddenly betrayed her by trying to strangle her. When that didn't work, she began to whisper words rapidly & stole her powers away. It wasn't until later that she learned that a talisman had been drawn with powder on the grassy field she'd stood on & the blood that had fallen from her skin had partly activated the hag's plan. When she asked the others about the woman, they all said that they hadn't seen that woman--ever. It's been a little over a year now & the pretty witch has gotten used to the way things are. She was able to learn a lot of potions & has gained impeccable talent. Still, she doesn't give up on finding the spell to undo her seal.
L i k e s : Nighttime; Herbs; Books; Her Loved One; Cute / Interesting Things; Dancing; Singing; Fashion & Sweets.
D i s l i k e s: Spiders; Neon Colors; Rude People; People That Hurt Her Friends.