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Iris is a courageous, fighting young girl who keeps her head held high. She takes example from her mother who fights against her numerous illnesses, and gets her stubborn and resourceful character from her numerous trips to her host families, who are not always very gentle and tender. She prefers to lead than follow, she knows what she does and what she says. She thinks she's being fair, and she says what she thinks, even if it means hurting her friends. But deep down, she is kind and generous, you just have to know how to soften her ! She is very groomed and takes care of herself and the things around her. She loves reading, drawing, singing and dancing. She also loves sport, like soccer or basketball. She has very curly red hair, she takes great care of it. It is quite small and thin. She has blue-green eyes. She is very dressed, she wears some pretty classy clothes, even her pajamas are pretty.

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Iris was born on December 21, 2012, in France, her mother's native country. She lived there for two short years, before having to go to live in England for her father's business. A year later, his mother was diagnosed with bone marrow cancer, reducing the number of white blood cells in her blood. Her father left for business in Spain, Iris stayed for two years with her grandmother, her father's mother, also a former businesswoman, which made her a rich woman. Unfortunately, she died of a heart attack and her father, who returned urgently, entrusted her to a family, “friends”, or rather good customers for his business. But Iris didn't stay long, like other families who took care of Iris more or less well during her parents' absence.

Her mother was cured for a time, Iris lived with her, and her father sometimes returned between two business trips, but she quickly fell ill again, even more seriously this time. Iris therefore traveled to other houses of her father's friends, often in England, although she occasionally returned to France. Since she was 9 years old, she has stayed with her father's real friends, but whom she hates. It was at their home that she unconsciously used magic for the first time in her life. So she never really had any friends since she often changed schools and towns.



She accidentally practiced magic at 8 years old, in a foster family in Scotland, angry with them. She then placed her hand on a lamp, and it instantly broke. She didn't notice, putting it down to adrenaline.