~Role~
The March Hare.
~Side~
Undecided, but leans a little more towards the black side at times.
~Gender~
Female
~Age~
17 years old.
~Personality~
Willow March is a complex young woman. At times most people think she’s…Well mad. But that’s only partially true. Willow is in fact a very smart young lady, she always had been. Though, her intelligence is somewhat overshadowed, by her...Interesting change in moods. One moment she can be extremely excited, bouncing around with giddiness, though no more then 5 minutes later she could be raving like a lunatic, screaming at the top of her lungs about something shiny. She’s never really been able to explain why her emotions or moods switch so quickly, but she does try her best to control it.
~Brief Description~
Willow stands at 5'3, a bit onthe short side. She has a slightly curvy figure, whitish, gray colored hair. Her eyes are a pale violet color, and usually appear to be shining. Willow has a pale complexion, with slightly rosy cheeks. She usually wears black dresses, and carries around a small stuffed white rabbit.
~Likes~
[+]Tea.
[+]Being in the forest.
[+]The Black Kingdom.
[+]The Gold Kingdom sometimes.
[+]Sleeping.
~Dislikes~
[=]Yelling.
[=]Fighting.
[=]Not having Tea.
[=]Being told she can’t do something.
[=]Her random switch in moods.
~What do you wish for the most?~
Oh that’s simple, Willow wishes for peace…And hopefully finding love. Though she highly doubts that last part will happen. Besides, who could love someone who’s so mad?
~History~
Willow March grew up a rather normal life, minus her mild spurts of insanity, anger, and other random emotions. Her parents realized she was very smart, when she was a young girl, but hardly anyone believed this because of Willow’s odd personality. Though despite this, her parents still encouraged her to do anything she could. Sadly, her biggest fan, her father, was taken from her when she was 10 years old. He’d grown ill while hunting one night, and couldn’t recover. After the death, Willow slowly began showing more signs of ‘madness’ rather then her intelligence. Her mother was beginning to grow rather worried for her daughter, but as the years passed, she realized there was noting she could do. Now, Willow, a 17 year old young woman, lives on the boarders of both the Gold and Black kingdoms. She’s for neither of the sides, though she does occasionally lean more towards the Black Kingdom.
~Crush~
The Mad Hatter.
~Other~
None.