her arms and limbs lashed out and clawed t the damp emerald branches. Her bare feet stumbled along the fallen nurse logs and thick old moss. Her vision was blurred from steaming tears, her ears rang, and her thoughts swirled together. She didn’t know where she was going. No. She just knew where she was coming from, and she sure didn't want to be there. It felt weird running through the forest that was always forbidden, but it also felt good. Like something she was always meant to do in the end. Her pace started to slow, and she realized how much sleep really had. There was a break in the trees. small piercing rays of shimmering light beamed on the moss. The last things she remembered was running into a meadow, then a courtyard. She laid down next to a well-kept hedge, slightly concealed by its luminous stature.
Someone was yelling a name. A faint name that she couldn't make out. She was a light sleeper but still didn’t wake. One boy, or man. She couldn’t tell caught sight of her and knelt next to her small and delicate body. Her breathing was light and gentle. Her body rose up and down rhythmically. He called out the name again this time a little hint of something in his voice. The girl woke. She was in a half sleep, like the kind of sleep where you know you are supposed to have a purpose, but everything is so foggy, and it is much easier to just go back to sleep. But in the instance when her mind was open she saw a blurry face and fiery hair, another man came a knelt. He picked her up and carried hr somewhere. The fire still walked beside her, and it made her nervous.
She wakes up and brushes her dark hair behind one ear. Her back and neck are sore. and her feet are bruised and cut. Her tanned face is puffy from crying, but she already feels better after some sleep. She now realizes that she is no longer in the courtyard, she is in a room. A beautiful ornate room, with a high elevated ceiling, soft pastel colored walls, and little hints of gold around the room. Her bed is fluffy and floral, nothing like her old one at home. There was a sweet smell in the air, like cinnamon, and you could hear laughter and shouts from unfamiliar female voices. A girl in her teens steps in a knocks on the door. She is beautiful, and has chiseled striking features and bone structure. She tucks a long lock of mousey brown hair behind a dainty ear before speaking.
“would you like to come eat breakfast?”
Name: Tala Costa (august 12)
Nationality: Native American-Brazilian
Bio: “Tala” which translates into “wolf” in the native language her mother speaks, grew up around two different cultures with her mother being Native American and father being Brazilian. In addition to knowing three different languages Tala has extreme beauty. High, prominent cheek bones, naturally tanned skin, and pale blue green wolf-like eyes. She was a hidden jewel. Growing up on a farm, home-schooled, and pretty much isolated from civilization has kept Tala, an only child very close with her parents. When she comes home from just visiting her Aunt and finds the her house burned down, her parents dead inside, and all of her treasures lost, she reacts by running into the forest that was always forbidden by her parents. She stumbles upon the beautiful castle of the Order and hopes to find herself a new home. She seems to fit in well among all of the other shockingly beautiful girls she lives with. Being the youngest in the house is wonderful, she is mature for her age, and has so many older sisters to look out for her!
Looks: Adriana Lima
Taken By: Emmalishous
you are welcome to change the Bio up if you’d like to. :)
I think that this character would be fun to play, especially because of her age. Which is my actual age, I realize that I might be a little young to be in this group. But I have a very strong sense of fashion and I love to write stories! One day I would like to be a journalist for Teen Vogue or work for some sort of fashion magazine. Although most of the sets that are on my page probably do not show much of my talents, I do know how to put together a high fashion look and write a story to accompany. I chose this character because she is very similar to me, looks wise and age wise. I will be able to write better stories that relate. I hope that I will be able to fit in at the house and be a good younger sister!