Name: Sora whitely
Description: A small girl of 5'3” who loves the color white. Her eyes are brown, and her hair is a very light blond that goes only to her shoulders. While she doesn't really have strong upper body muscles, she has strong fingers and strong legs. Her hands are small and pointed, and she doesn't hold much fat on her body.
Item held close to you: Small white hoop earrings. They are made of white gold and hold an intersect design of waves going along the entirety of it.
What it will do when we leave: Her item will give her the power over light energy, though the world is fading into darkness, the closer she is to her friends, and the better she feels, she is able to use white magic to either heal her friends, or to attack the creatures of darkness.
Why is the item important to you?: She asked her parents for the longest time if she could get her ears pierced like her mothers, but since she started asking when she was five, her parents wouldn't let her. She begged and pleaded with her parents for years, and when they left with the others, she got her wish. Her mother pierced her ears as a going away present, and gave to her daughter her most precious set of earnings that she had in her possession. As a teen now, she never takes them off.
Notes: She was always a curious little girl, and she wished to experience it all. With her friends of course.
Name: Elizabeth “Ellie” Blake
Description: 5’2” and barely over 100 some pounds. Slender build with jet black shoulder length hair which she normally keeps tied back in a ponytail
Item held close to you: A dog stuffed animal which she never lets out of her sight. Its body is pure white, its tail and ears are tipped with bright red which are the same color as it’s paws.
What it will do when we leave: Turns into a real canine, the size of which depends on what the situation calls for.
Why is the item important to you? : Her parents had gotten a puppy when she was born. The two of them had been inseparable until Elizabeth had turned eight and the canine passed away. When it died, she was distraught… She wouldn’t leave her room… wouldn’t talk to her friends… locked out her parents… she wouldn’t even eat… After two weeks, her father finally entered her room, hands behind his back as she moved to sit down beside her. After a few minutes, he wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close… He sat there, reminiscing on memories of the canine they both loved. A lifetime of stories later, he pulled his daughter onto his lap, and placed a white and red stuffed canine in her arms, “Don’t be sad… because loved ones never truly leave us… so long as you keep them close to your heart…” He said, gently tapping her chest, “Remember that…” he said, before sliding her off of his lap, giving her a small kiss on the forehead, and heading out of the room… and within minutes she followed him, the stuffed animal in a death grip.
Notes: Anything else about your character.