Kara Rease [complete]

[kara]

N A M E '

Kara Nicole Rease

A G E '

21

G E N D E R '

female

S H I F T I N G '

Kara shifts into a king cheetah, she does not know of her family due to being adopted from an orphanage with no prior family knowledge.

P E R S O N A '

---------I hope this is alright, if not I can change it. It is from a character I began to make on another site a few weeks ago, but decided I wanted to look at a new site--finding this one-----------

Likes:


Running-- she loves feeling of the wind rushing at her, the essence of getting away

Thunder storms-- the storms puts her at peace, for some reason she enjoys the cracking of the thunder and flashing lightening

Outdoors-- she grew up 'exploring' the woods and using it as an escape

Sports-- she is competitive when it comes to sports and is sometimes a sore loser

Friends- -she considers them family and of importance to her

Music-- her favorite is hip hop, the beats and pace liven her up and she can quickly turn from unhappy to rather pleasant

Thrills-- roller coasters are experiences she seeks, she also wants to try sky diving one day

Sunrise/Sunset-- the feeling of the day ending and starting over, she feels she can become anyone with the start of a new day

Speed-- weather in a car, on foot, or on a roller coaster she always want to go just a little faster

Night-- the shadowed landscape, bright moon, silence, the feeling the world is asleep; these things make her feel important

Shifting-- she usually prefers her shifted form, but finds it difficult to be safe once shifted


Dislikes:


Winter--she hates the cold and does everything to avoid it, when forced to endure it she wears layers upon layers of clothes regardless of appearance

Secrets--she is curious and hates being held-out on

Liar's--she holds grudges and gives her trust lightly, so being lied to is a tough blow for her

Fakes-- she sets her mind to automatically avoid and dislike all people that deceive

Meeting new people-- she is rather shy when first meeting with people, but much more talkative once getting to know them

Seafood-- for some reason the taste just makes her feel sick

Hospitals-- the sight of people dieing with no way to help them troubles her

Loosing-- she is competitive and does everything she can to avoid loosing


Fears:


Ocean-- the constant waves coming at her and the ability to drown scare her

Hunters-- she is always afraid that once shifted she will be hunted after

Spiders-- a phobia she has no reason for, they have just always frightened her deeply

Lack on control-- an experience that has always been foreign to her


Strengths:


Speed-- well...she does shift to a cheetah for a reason

Persistence-- she does not easily give up and attempts thing until she finds an answer or solution

Risky-- she is willing to get into trouble or injured to help solve a problem or for a chance at a great thrill


Weaknesses:



Stubborn-- she is hard pressed to try new ideas and does not give up on things lightly

Seeing others in pain-- she will risk almost anything in order to help and person or animal in need of assistance

Determined-- she finishes things through...which may take them to far

S K I N . D E E P '

Kara is about 5' 8", skinny but not dangerously so. Her skin is constantly a golden tan throughout the year and her eyes a warm blue/green color. Her hair is very dark and holds a slight wave, it is dark brown and silky. She has been called pretty, but considers herself average. She tends to wear jeans and fitted shirts, avoiding dressing up unless required. She has wiry muscles and

In her shifted form she appears regal and fierce. Thick, soft fur or a golden color on her back with pitch black spots that connect closer to her spine, the golden color fades near her chest and is almost completely white on her stomach .Her tail is slightly longer than it should by matching his body length. Sharp, white teeth and claws, and at the base of her neck and along the spine her fur is ruffed up for a few inches before settling normally to form three thick black lines that run along to her tail. Her muzzle is average size and her black nose and facial streaks are the same dark shade. Her body is thin and athletic ; she is built for speed and has amazing reflexes.

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

Arms reached out to grab her, fingernails scraping against her skin and fur. Her coat becoming matted, breath labored, limbs tiring. She wanted to slow down, but the arms were continuously reaching out to block her way, knock her down. Why couldn't she get past them? How were they this fast? A foot leaped up before her, appearing to quickly to avoid. She hit it and fell, rolling and tumbling through the arms to land breathlessly on her side. Eyes scanning, ears pricked, she frantically tried to find the bodies of the arms that had been after her before. Instead she found nothing, a forest in the dead of night surrounded her. Leaves and thorns caught in her fur and a tree root leading to her fall.

She blinked quickly, trying to wish away the nightmare she had experienced. Sitting up slowly she found herself covered in sweat and splayed in the center of her bed, sheets wound around her. Sighing she rubbed the bridge of her nose, followed by pushing a few stray hairs off of her forehead. Working her way out of the bedsheets she padded silently to the kitchen, retrieving a glass and filling it will tap water. Leaning against the counter she slowly took in her drink and watched the moon through the window above her sink. The cool water slid down her throat easily, awakening her from the thoughts of her dream. Finishing her water she lightly put the glass into the sink, offering herself one last glance at the lonely moon.

She considered returning to her bed, but the thought of laying back in the sheets and releasing herself to her dreams frightened her. Reaching behind her back she grasped her hands together and pulled back, stretching out her back in front of her back door. Gripping the handle she twisted and pulled open the door, breathing in the sweet air that came rushing at her. Closing the door behind her she walked barefoot onto the porch and into the yard. Scanning the woods before her she strained to see into the shadows from the pale light. Noting nothing frightening she continued onward, tempted to shift but ignoring the temptation due to the fresh memories from her dream.