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[centre][color=ed1c24][h1]Reena Durian[/h1][/color][/centre]
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[h3][b][i][color=ed1c24][center]Character Summary[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[centre][b][color=6ecff6]Name: Reena [/color][/b] 
 [b][color=6ecff6]Age:19 (Changed at 19) [/color][/b] 
 [b][color=6ecff6]Species: Vampire[/color][/b] 
 [b][color=6ecff6]Sexuality:bisexual[/color][/b] 
[b][color=6ecff6]Relationship Status: single[/color][/b] [/centre]

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[b][color=6ecff6]Height: 5'3[/color][/b]
 [b][color=6ecff6]Build: slim[/color][/b] 
[b][color=6ecff6]Eyes: grey[/color][/b] 
[b][color=6ecff6]Hair:long curly red[/color][/b] 
[b][color=6ecff6]Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: has a tattoo of a paw print on her wrist[/color][/b]

[color=6ecff6][i]Reena is a small woman, being in a wheel chair most of her life had caused her grown to be stunted. While she has a very sweet face with soft features, covered in freckles, most would see her as a welcome sight. Her arms have a fair bit of muscle due to work and trying to get around through everyday life. While her hair is what people say are her most striking appearance, thick red hair that curls down her back, only to frame a pair of warm grey eyes. Many would often tease her about being so short though, it was obvious that if she could stand, she'd still have to look up to see most people’s eyes.[/i][/color]

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[center][i][color=6ecff6]Patiant[/color] *[color=6ecff6]Timid[/color] *[color=6ecff6]Kind[/color] *[/i][/center]
 
[b][color=6ecff6]Personality: Reena is a sweet thing, growing up in a family that had a wild life sanctuary has caused her to accept the comfort and companionship of animals over humans. She's often been told that she needs to grow a back bone though, shying away and going without just to avoid confrontation. A soft spoken voice and often times being taken advantage of due to her throat locking up whenever she tries to defend herself. Even so, she is still very warm to those around her, offering advice when she can, and not being turned away from a outburst. Her family often worries that her nature would get her into trouble one day, far too trusting, and a little too easy going. She still looks at everything with a more optimist view, thinking that if she is patient enough, anyone could warm up. The only saving grace of her nature is that she has many friends and very few enemies.[/color][/b]

[b][color=6ecff6]Habits:[/color][/b]
[list] Clicking her tongue [*]
[*] fidgeting with whatever is in her hands
[*] tapping her fingers into notes
[*] pressing her fingers into someone's side to get them to move
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[b][color=6ecff6]Strengths:[/color][/b]
[list][*] Extremely patient
[*] Great memory
[*]Creative
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[b][color=6ecff6]Weakness:[/color][/b]
[list][*] Disabled most of her life (not very athletic) 
[*] Trouble standing up for herself
[*] Skittish
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[b][color=6ecff6]Likes:[/color][/b]
[list][*] Music
[*]Animals
[*]Black Coffee
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[b][color=6ecff6]Dislikes:[/color][/b]
[list][*] Yelling
[*] Being pushed in her chair
[*][/list] Hot days

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[i]Reena grew up in a very loving family. The Durian's owning almost 60 acers of land, they turned it into a whildlife scantuary and reabilitation centre, stationed in the high pass. It was a child's dream, every day she would get to see birds of prey, wolves, big cats, even lions tigers and bears that were taken from illegal trading. It was hard work, her mother would show her how to feed them and there was a million ways to punish a unruly child in such a place. Her parents dotted on her as she was a only child, thinking she would take over the trade due to her absolute passion for animals. She took to horse back riding when she was only four years old, and she would often be seen talking to whatever new beast had been taken in.

When she was five years old however, a storm had swept through Washington. Being so high up, the winds seemed to want to sweep her off the ground as the staff was scrambling to get everything secure and move the animals into the barn. Her father has herded her inside their home, giving her the demand to stay with her dog. The house creaked and thunder boomed, drowning out the yelling when Reena remembered that her horse Roxi had not been fed and that she needed to take care of her. With the naive child determination and her rotwhiler's whimpering, Reena pulled on her pink raincoat and marched out into the pestering rain. No one saw her enter the barn to see her beloved mare, as she was dragging over a flake of hay like it was just another day. The wind had taken it's tool on the barn however, pushing and pulling the old beams until the support buckled and the roof caved in on top of them. Roxi had to be put down, and Reena woke up days later, unable to fee her legs.

Life was very hard for the girl after that. Her cheery loud and demanding personality shifted into a reserved and quiet child. Her head down as she would push through the day, her only comfort was the animals that would lick and nuzzle her, it was always enough to bring a smile to her face. But after the death of her horse, she stopped competing, barely able to ride now without being tied down. Still, her parents were determined to give her a better life and got her into music. Anything to give her confidence, and bit by bit, she broke out of her shell, only to fall back into it when faced with a stranger. She still worked the sanctuary as hard as she could, even taking in a large wolf that was caught roaming the area. Most thinking it should be put down due to how wild the beast was, yet she found a fondness for it, always careful enough to not get bitten. 

It was in the middle of the night when she wheeled out to go feed that very wolf that things changed. Meat in hand, she was putting it in the slider when she heard the most vicious sounds of crunching bones and tearing hides. Her eyes wide, she tried her best to get away only to be cornered by a team of werewolf hunters. It only took one to be hungry for her to be found by an old man in the middle of nowhere. Her chair a twisted mess back home while Reena herself was alone, scared and confused. 

The man wasn't the one who changed her. A doctor who smelled blood and realized that she was unfairly turned only for her sire to run and leave her her crazed wilds. One of the old mares back home drained of blood, while she hid in a hallowed tree in tears, trying to figure out why she was there or how she got there. It took a long time to coax her out, even longer for him to convince her that she could actually stand on her own. Disbelief and awe was what she was met with, for the first time in a decade, she could stand. He took her in right than and there, promising that if she learned how to control herself, she could one day return to her family. Sending someone to gather her things, Reena found herself being shipped off to the night school, and being thrown in a world she never knew existed.[/i]

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 [b][color=6ecff6]Advice To The World:If someone takes something from you, make something better.[/color][/b]
[b][color=6ecff6]Anything Else: She plays the cello, and has a fear of storms[/color][/b]
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