Tess Funke

[Tess FUNKE]

N A M E '

Tessara Joan Funke

A G E '

17

G E N D E R '

Female

S H I F T I N G '

Tess is a brown bear in shifter form. She doesn't belong to a family, but instead is a loner. She only shifts when she feels threatened.

P E R S O N A '

Tess is a sweet, strong, sporty girl. Her life was ruined when she was forcefully injected with the vaccine, and ever since then she practically refuses to shift unless absolutely needed. She shows no sign of hating shifters, but that deep pain and hate is slowly swelling up inside her, and eating th epoor girl alive.

S K I N . D E E P '

Human. Tess glows with a bright radiance from the clothes she wears, and from her almost tan skin. Never once has she been able to get it perfectly bronzed like she always dreamed, but a semi-tan is good enough for her. Her brown eyes reflect her happy mood as they almost melt into that beautiful carmel shade whenever she laughs.

Shifter. The small, brown bear also know as Tess is far different from the girl you know. The bear's dark brown fur goes against her lightly tannes skin, and its thin summer coat goes agianst her original dark brown, curly hair. The bear has dark brown eyes, that always seem to show the anger for shifters. Her large bear shape contrasts the girl's small figure completely... It's like she's two very different things meshed into one.

A . S M A L L . T A S T E '

I stared out into the white wall before me. I imagined it was a large ocean, waiting for me to run into it's perfectly white sand. I noticed a spot. It bugged me. My brown eyes zeroed in on the small mark left by someone probably kicking the wall. I glared at it, trying to make it go away so I could get back to my dream beach. I felt the sharp pain in my left arm... It all went black. My eyes blinked back to life in a mere second or so it seemed. I moaned and glanced around to see my room.

I let out another moan and sat up. What would my friends think? I was so far against shifting. It was cruel and wrong to make an animal give itself to a human! Why were my parents forcing me to do this? I swore I wouldn't shift unless I absolutely needed to. I wrote it on my arm to make sure I wouldn't forget. I wasn't even sure how to shift, but I would soon learn it's more than natural, it's addicting. It would turn into my save haven, even though I hated every second of it... Or maybe it was the fact I hated it so much I wanted to do it more, and more... I could've lived a normal life, done well in track, just barely pass all of my classes... What where my parents thinking?! It was a college requirement to be a shifter? Was it? I just knew if there was a way to reverse it, I would... Hopefully.