Name: Anita Crimson
PEANUT PEANUT PEANUT
Age: 13

Gender: Female

Appearance: 
Truly appears as:
[img=http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h64/KeepToYourself/normal_windy_day.jpg]

In her Imagination: 
[img=http://media-cache-cd0.pinimg.com/736x/1a/1b/ba/1a1bba0d8decb5c67637360f8e6db5cb.jpg]

Height: 4'7 ft

Weight: 90 lbs

Personality: Bubbly, Bright, Loyal, Protective, Adventuring

Bio: Growing up in the woods far away from the cities with her aunt, Anita has lived a life of seclusion. She knows nothing of her parents, other than the possibility that they live somewhere far away or that they're dead, but her aunt has confirmed neither. She's spent her days in the orchard of their home, picking fruits and selling them, and the baked goods they make with the fresh grind their windmill helps them produce, in the local village. Crimson's Fruits is their shop name. Run, stocked, and owned by Anitas aunt and herself. It's hard work, but she enjoys it. Afterall, it gives Anita plenty of time to run around the forest, exploring, playing. She lived for her Aunts faerietales, the ones of knights in shining armor and ladies of the lagoon. 
When she was ten, however, whilst exploring she stumbled upon a wolfs den. The solitary wolf had been collecting bodies of other forest friends... and one human. Upon seeing the corpse's fresh entrails spilling forth from its gut, Anita ran away blindly. She was so scared, that even when she came home and boarded up the cottage door, she could see the wolf. He had chased her, and was ramming itself against the cottage door. She swore up and down, screaming, that it was going to get her...

Until a few hours later, when her Aunt finally dumped water onto her head. Her and the town doctor were there, holding her down. From the looks of things it'd been quite a struggle. The Doctor checked her out, saying that nothing was wrong with her.

She was taken to Lovecraft Asylum, where the doctors there diagnosed her with OID. She doesn't remember much of the visit, nor if her aunt was even there, but she was told to be careful and be on her way.

Now she frequently wanders the woods, blade in hand, ready to find the wolf to confront him herself. 

OID: Anita believes she is a warrior, a protector of her village. She goes against the cur that is the Wolf haunting her and her village. She spends her time often training in the yard with her blade (which is actually a pointy stick) and knives, waiting for the day she may see the Wolf once more. 

Monster: 
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The Wolf.
The truth is... it isn't a wolf. It was a man she saw that day, devouring human flesh. Her young mind could not comprehend what she saw though, and to this day sees only a wolf. She fears him, and what he symbolizes. A darker world outside of her village, the side of horror that is her true faerietales.

Key: Killing the wolf... or becoming one herself.

~Preferences~
Loves: Fruit, Swordfighting, faerietales
Likes: Cooking, wandering the woods
Dislikes: The dark, cold
Hates: The Wolf, The truth behind human nature

Voice Audition: 
[url=http://vocaroo.com/i/s00gxsUyaEkF]Anita wandered the woods, brandishing her silver blade as her scarlet hood twisted in the ominous wind. As she walked, swaying her blade, she began to sing.[/url]