Physical
Hair: Orange with a patch of white at the front or her hairline over her left temple.
Build: Slim, Medium Height (Approx 4ft 5)
Eyes and Skin: Green eyes. Skin is pale with warm undertones. Has noticeably lighter patches in places. Notably on her right cheek and both hands over her ring and little fingers as well as a portion of her palms.
Voice: Quiet with a refined accent.

Please note: Hair and skin variations are natural and are from a genetic mutation known as Piebaldism. This is a purely cosmetic mutation with no ill affects to her health.


Personality
Robin is a somewhat friendly girl. She doesn’t make a point to insert herself into other’s lives, but nor does she try to avoid or actively turn people away. She is honest and loyal, willing to do almost anything to help those she does call a friend. Self-assured, but not egotistical, Robin has no problem acknowledging when she has done well but is not the kind of person to make a scene of it. Raised in a wealthy family, manners and etiquette were well instilled in her. So much so that Robin will naturally be inclined to dislike those who are rude or unmannered.

The way Robin was raised has also ensured that she is quite disciplined. Unlikely to cause a ruckus and able to get her work complete in a timely manner, Robin always makes sure to do her best at every task she is presented with. That said, what she calls her best may vary depending on her personal interest in a topic. Robin is quite intelligent and inquisitive. She doesn’t exactly thirst for knowledge, but she does enjoy learning new things as her interest is piqued.

Robin is hesitant to be assertive. She much prefers to let others take the lead and will happily follow along for the most part. If something particularly upsets her, or should no one else step up to the plate, Robin will speak her mind and/or take the lead as is necessary. She is by no means a push over and can be quite opinionated, although she rarely voices these opinions. This also means that she is only ever rebellious when she strongly disagrees with what she’s expected to do.

A generally positive girl, Robin rarely seems to be brought down by the things that happen around her. She seems to find positives easily, however there are, of course, times where the sun just doesn’t seem to shine in her mind. Even so, Robin will always put a bright smile on for friends and family.


Biography
Robin was born the only child of Heidi and Nathaniel Foxsworth. Nathaniel’s family lineage had long been wealthy having always owned a lot of land. In early years, the family made money through farming but as the centuries moved on this turned into a real estate company that remained quite successful due to the cleverness of the Foxsworth heirs.
Heidi, on the other hand, came from a rather middling family of no significant importance. Her beautiful red hair, slim figure and bright green eyes, however, easily attracted the eye of Nathaniel. While his parents urged him to set his sights on someone of a more esteemed background, the stubborn man refused and married Heidi as soon as he had her father’s blessing. Robin’s birth helped tie the two families together and while her paternal grandparents still looked down upon her mother, they had ceased to actively try to dissuade Nathaniel from the relationship.

The first sign of Robin being different was seen at birth. The newborn had splotches of paler skin, and when her hair began to grow in, the pure white patch above her left temple was immediately noticeable next to the ginger that made up the rest of her hair. Concerned, Nathaniel and Heidi took Robin to see a doctor who very quickly identified that the splotches weren’t simply birthmarks but a result of Robin having been born with a genetic mutation called; Piebaldism. Much like in animals, humans are capable of inheriting this trait that causes some pigmentation cells incapable of making the proteins that result in melanin. Due to this, pale or even white patches of skin and hair would be present on the afflicted person. The doctor also explained that most people affected by piebaldism had a patch of white hair on the frontline.

As it would turn out, Heidi too was affected by piebaldism, however, she had been aware of the name and nature of the affliction. Certainly, she had been aware of her own white forelock, but she had been dyeing it to match the rest of her hair for so long that it had never crossed her mind to mention it to Nathaniel. Once the couple were aware that it was merely a cosmetic mutation and not something that would affect their health, they calmed down. A conversation about it also resulted in Heidi no longer dyeing her white away.

When Robin was merely two years old, odd things began to happen. Toys that neither parent remembered placing in the crib would somehow find their way there. When she learned to stand and crawl, instances of Robin being found outside of her playpen or crib were numerous. Unexplainable, these small uses of magic were put down to forgetfulness and underestimation of a child’s ability to escape containment.

Robin’s ability to get toys that she wanted, even when placed on the highest shelf, and her ability to get out of playpens seemed to decrease as she grew older and came to understand why she wasn’t allowed to have a toy or needed to stay in an area. Her parents figured this was due to having been able to attain more sleep since Robin started sleeping through the night.

While the Foxsworths were certainly able to be considered wealthy, and Robin’s paternal grandparents absolutely had a proclivity for spoiling Robin during every visit, her parents never actually spoiled her themselves. Heidi very quickly established a rule of teaching Robin to respect money. Gifts were thus given sparingly and mostly for such days as birthdays and Christmas.

When Robin was five, her parents tentatively sent her to a private school. Heidi harboured strong concerns that her daughter would be bullied due to her hair just as she had been. It took a doctor’s note and a few conversations to prove to the school that Robin’s hair was natural and not dyed, but other than that they found no issues. Robin settled in very quickly and often came home excited to talk about the various games and tasks she had done in the day. She made friends easily and generally seemed happy.

Interestingly, around this time, Robin began to develop a strong dislike for the colour pink, just before she turned four. So strong was this dislike that pink clothes ceased to be worn and pink toys often went ignored. Whatever the reason for this dislike, it did lead to a rather unnoticed act of magic. Robin absolutely adored Hatchimals and when she got a mystery egg for Christmas, she was thrilled. That was until it hatched out as pink rather than purple. Her dismay was evident as she went through her day, however, as the toy hadn’t been seen, the reason for it was unknown. Yet, when Robin had returned to her room that evening, she discovered the Hatchimal had become the colours of the one she had wanted. Confusion was strong, but worried that if she mentioned it, it would change back, Robin simply accepted this magic and thanked her fairy godmother.

Heidi’s concerns about bullying, did come to fruition when Robin was older. When the classes began to be expected to meet certain social requirements, especially regarding manners and etiquette, the students began to form distinct social groups and somewhat of a pecking order began to become apparent. Robin was about eight at this time and her odd hair colour very quickly found her on the outer side of the social circles. Insecure little girls who were desperately trying to prove their worth to their families began venting their frustrations on Robin. Being one of the poorer students of such a prestigious school, her bright orange hair, coupled with her white forelock, made her an easy target. Due to her condition, not-quite unnoticeable pale patches of skin were, of course, visible on Robin’s body. The students soon took to calling her Blotchy as a way of defining her as different.

As Robin’s misery grew, the decision to homeschool became easier. It would hardly cost more than the school that Nathaniel’s parents had convinced them to send Robin to, and the bullying would not be an issue. What would be an issue was Robin’s socialisation. Homeschooling would isolate her, making it harder for the girl to cope with dealing with people as she grew. Due to this, it was decided that Robin would join her father at work functions whenever it was appropriate. For this purpose, a strong focus on manners and presentation was maintained for a time, giving Robin an appreciation for it. Her paternal grandparents were thrilled to see Robin become a polite little lady.

Heidi, however, was not overly happy with the way that Robin’s childhood seemed to have been completely wiped away during the year. As such, when they went on their annual summer vacation out at Mistwood Farm, Heidi made a point of encouraging Robin to play in the forest that surrounded the little cottage. As a part of this, Robin was encouraged to climb trees, explore and generally spend the day outside getting dirty and enjoying the world of her imagination. During this outing, Robin encountered a boy in the forest. She had been unaware that another child even visited the area, much less lived nearby, as she soon discovered. He was an odd and quiet boy, but seemed willing to accept her presence and even offered access to his treehouse. An offer that Robin gladly took up over the rest of the holiday.

The following year was easier for Robin. She missed her new friend but took solace in the knowledge that she did have a friend. She continued to be tutored at home and Robin soon fell into a calm routine, in which she had a heavy focus on her studies. It wasn’t that Robin had a particular love of learning, it was simply easier to occupy the time by methodically working through the projects and assessments that her tutor gave to her.

When the following summer came and Robin was once again at Mistwood Farm, she worried for a bit about whether River would be as welcoming after a year of not dealing with her. After all, she had no idea what kind of people he preferred to spend his time with. She need not have worried, however, as he was once again welcoming. Although she had arrived at his treehouse in the morning, a time when he was never there, Robin found that he had left her a gift of biscuits baked by his Great Aunt, and a couple of new books to read. Thrilled, Robin had cried happily for a little while that morning before getting into an amazing adventure in which the treehouse was under siege and she was the warrior queen who saw it saved.

It wasn’t that River was particularly enthusiastic with his friendliness, more so, polite and hospitable. Yet, he wasn’t unkind and without any other friends to compare to, Robin soon began to thoroughly enjoy his calm composure. Even so, she would be lying if she said that she didn’t enjoy riling him up from time to time. There was something utterly gratifying about making the rather stoic boy smirk or half smile, if only for a moment. Especially the times when she managed to get him to say something mischievous in his typically placid manner.

A couple more years passed in this fashion, but just a few days before the Foxsworths went on their annual holiday to Mistwood farm, a stranger arrived at their door. This stranger explained that they had an important letter for Robin. They also explained, as Robin read the letter, that she was, in fact, a witch. At first, Heidi had been furious and began telling this stranger that they ought not to be so medieval and that it was cruel to tell a child that they were abnormal simply because of their appearance. The stranger had had a difficult time calming the woman down and it was only through some very safe and innocuous magic that the point was proven.

The stranger had gone on to explain that some instances that had made Robin’s parents confused, may actually have been uses of unintentional, underage magic. They explained that there was a special school for Robin to attend where she could learn to use her magic safely. The Foxsworths were also reassured that the school was full of students similar to Robin and that she would have plenty of support. Bullying would not be tolerated. Although, whether this stranger had realised that their concerns regarded their daughter’s piebaldism rather than coming from a non-magical family, was left quite unclear.

As it was, however, the need to sort out Robin’s attendance at this new school meant that their usual family trip was cancelled for the first time ever. Talks with other family members in order to find a way to explain why Robin would be gone for much of the year, were more than necessary. Especially when it came to handling her paternal grandparents who had already been putting a lot of pressure on Nathaniel to send his daughter to a prestigious school.

To Robin it had seemed like her parents had made far more fuss than was necessary as she was dragged from place to place. The trip to London had been long, and the talks her parents had with various people, even longer. At some point, Robin stopped paying attention to what was going on. She dimly remembered being measured for robes and a uniform. Buying books and weird things for a supposed potions class. Robin’s heart just wasn’t in it, however. She wouldn’t be seeing River. Even if she did, she had had it made clear to her that she absolutely was not allowed to ever mention that she was a witch to him. It was unfair that her one and only friend was to be excluded from all of this.

Things got a little more interesting when she was brought into a shop to obtain a wand. Apparently they weren’t allowed to just buy a good quality one, but had to find a wand that suited Robin. She tried a couple and random things occurred around the store. At first, Robin was quite distressed by the mess and her parents were clearly worried that they would have to compensate, but the store owner simply grinned and reassured them that this was normal when trying new wands. He handed her a third one and this one seemed to glow happily in response to Robin’s touch. After that, Robin’s excitement was reignited, however, she still mourned over not being able to see her friend or show her new books and wand off to him.


First Instance of Magic:
Robin absolutely adored Hatchimals and when she got a mystery egg for Christmas, she was thrilled. That was until it hatched out as pink rather than purple. Her dismay was evident as she went through her day, however, as the toy hadn’t been seen, the reason for it was unknown. Yet, when Robin had returned to her room that evening, she discovered the Hatchimal had become the colours of the one she had wanted. Confusion was strong, but worried that if she mentioned it, it would change back, Robin simply accepted this magic and thanked her fairy godmother.