Physical Description: I have red hair and chocolate brown eyes. I am four feet and nine inches tall. My skin is pale and my face is dotted with an abundance of freckles. My cheeks are a light, natural pink, as are my lips. My hair is wavy and hangs down to my back, stopping along the center of my spinal column.

Mental Description: I'm a friendly and bubbly person who likes making friends and talking about things I like. I enjoy eating sweets and running around in the rain. I find everything to be interesting and especially like reading storybooks and crafting. I like both light and dark colors. I'm an early bird and enjoy spending the day either reading or talking with friends. I'm also a dilligent student and like to keep my work complete and my grades at an acceptable level. I'm fine with animals but especially love cats.

Biography: I lived in a big house that my grandparents had given to my parents before they had passed. I have a younger sister who is about one year younger than me. My parents were usually out at their places of work during the day while me and my sister spent the day either playing or studying, going to and from school together. I had many friends at my previous school and most of them shared my love of books and reading.

First Instance of Magic: When I was seven, I'd had a huge argument with my mother about a trivial matter which I don't even remember anymore. Despite the fact that I had always been a sweet and happy child, at that moment I was very angry. My anger seemed to burn me from the inside out as I'd screamed and yelled at my mother. It was a very stark contrast to my usual behaviour. Right as my mother was about to send me to my room and ground me, a vase on the other side of the room suddenly crashed to the floor and shattered into a thousand tiny ceramic pieces. That vase had been my mother's favorite, one that she had gotten from her grandmother when she was younger, so, without listening to my ramblings of how the vase had been sitting safely on the table at the other side of the room and no one had been remotely close to it, she had me clean up the broken vase before she sent me to my room and grounded me for two weeks. So unfair.

(Lillian and I are sisters just not on the site.)