DAHLIA FAITH CORONOS

age: 17

Picture: Human:
Animal:

Additional Appearance: Standing at 5'5 and weighing in at 150 pounds, we have Harlen Coronos. Her long, blonde hair lays flat and straight down the middle of her back. She has sparkling, blue eye that always have a cold, calculating look in them. They're framed by long blonde eyelashes. Her creamy pale skin is blemish free and soft. When embarrassed, she turns a rosy pink color. Her dark red lips are lush and voluptuousness. She is lean and muscular, but is also curvy. She is well endowed and is considered fairly lovely.

Clothing: Simplicity is the objective of Dahlia's style. Nothing too flashy, or too showy. Modesty is a key point as well. In summer she is most often seen in shorts, a t-shirt, and running shoes. In the colder weather, she wears hoodies, jeans, and boots. Though if necessary, she can dress up.
Weapon: A long bow with poisonous arrows, and a long sword, she wears on her waist.

Faction: Werecat Refugee

Rank: Lieutenant

Animal: Albino Lion

Background: Dahlia was kitted by the mothers of the Great Pride. They often doted over her because of her rare pure-white fur. Despite all the affection she received, Dahlia was never really all that outwardly affectionate. As she grew up, she took special care in learning to protect herself, should the Great War affect her family. When she was 12, her father was killed in the Great War. It tore her family apart. At that point, Dahlia became very aloof and detached from everyone. She became apart of Astrid's troop when she turned thirteen. Her hard work and fighting skills soon earned her the title of Lieutenant. Dahlia whole-heartedly agreed with Astrid's decision of rejecting the leaders mating process.

Personality: Dahlia is cool and seemingly emotionless. She holds any pain and anger inside, releasing them in battle. She often appears to be deep in thought. She doesn't really speak unless she is spoken to. She doesn't smile that often. Though outwardly harder than a diamond, she loves everyone in the troop. (Sorry, I'm not very good at personality.)

How do you feel about the other faction: Indifferent. Astrid seems to think they can be of use. I trust her.

Miscellaneous:
Theme song:
"Given to Fly" By pearl
He could've tuned in, tuned in
But he tuned out
A bad time, nothing could save him
Alone in a corridor, waiting, locked out
He got up outta there, ran for hundreds of miles[/font]