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►Full Name◄
Emilie Roxanne Parker

►Nickname◄
Em, Emmy

►Birth Date◄
2nd of July, 1998.

►Age◄
Seventeen.

►Gender◄
Female

►Sexuality◄
Homosexual and pretty happy about it

►Relationship Status◄
Single.

►Sexually Active◄
She doesn’t kiss and tell.

►Team Color◄
Team Blue.

►Years At Camp◄
Two

►In Depth Appearance◄
Emilie was raised in a very fashion forward family. Her mother was constantly looking through magazines littered with the latest trends for as long as Emilie can remember. However Emilie is much more relaxed with her own style. Her long blonde hair is the most maintained thing about her and she can’t remember the last time she saw it truly curly. Her eyes are a soft shade of milk chocolate brown and her smile is just as smooth. She’s usually seen in baggier tops with stains on them, which are always twinned with ripped jeans or denim shorts. It’s not often she’s caught without a cap either. Somehow her hair game still remains strong though.

As a soccer player she is fairly focused on maintaining a healthy level of exercise but the girl loves food which makes her focused on keeping her fit figure. She's not particularly tall but she likes everything to stay within ratio of each other.

►Habits & Quirks◄
♢ Emilie is constantly toying with things. It's why she likes hats because she can turn them around whenever she's bored. She's usually seen rubbing her hands together or twisting her hair around her fingers.
♢ Emilie is the kind of person who finds lot of stuff funny and sometimes she just bursts out in giggles at random times over something that happened an age ago. 
♢ She will wear shorts without fail if the sun is even remotely seen in the sky.
♢ If Emilie ever wears socks then they usually have no chance of matching. She just doesn't care that much about it.
♢ Emilie has a habit of trailing behind to look at things. Although she's high energy and always wanting to move, she has a habit of just standing still suddenly if the stars, rustling leaves or sunlight catches her attention.

►Likes & Dislikes◄
✓ Girls. Girls are awesome
✓ Macaroni & Cheese.
✓ Airports.
✓ Hats.
✓ Dogs.
✓ Soccer. 
✓ Country music.
✓ Stargazing. 

✕ Onions. 
✕ Soppy romance films.
✕ Having curly hair.
✕ Pollution.
✕ Heavy rock music.
✕ Unneeded rudeness. 
✕ A lack of sleep.

►Fears & Phobias◄
✕ Emilie is afraid of never being able to chase the world around her. She's worried that she'll waste time and never get to see it all. In some ways this is her way of dealing with the idea of failure and never living up the expectations of those around her. 
✕ Emilie is rather scared of thunder. As much as she wants to embrace everything about nature, she's the one who just wants to cower away when thunder strikes. She'd never admit this though.

►Good Personality Traits◄
✓ High energy and enthusiastic. 
✓ Gentle and kind (usually). 
✓ Good humoured. 
✓ Logical.

►Bad Personality Traits◄
✕ Indecisive. 
✕ Easily distracted.
✕ Occasionally distant. 
✕ Rash.

►Personality◄
Emilie is definitely a rather conflicted person. On the surface she is a ray of sunshine who treasures everything around her. She's the kind of girl who is charmed by the wind blowing through the grass and the stars in the night sky. These things thrill her and rapture her attention almost as well as a beautiful woman. Her solitude is as important to her as her social activities because she can either be very high energy around everyone or seeking alone time beneath the expansive night sky to lose herself in constellations. She's a very sweet soul who often sees the best in people. She accepts people's flaws and weaknesses; only wishing to try and help them however she can but in the process she neglects the fact she can be weak too. She hates the idea that anyone would see her cry and she'd never admit what really scares her. She's a dreamer with too much of a tendency to day dream. 

On the one hand Emilie comes across as a rather reserved person but she can be very outspoken when she wants. There are plenty of things she won't tolerate and if a line is crossed then the other person will be aware of it. She's fierce and knows that there's strength in her small body. She won't hesitate to use it in a justified situation. However beyond this there is a girl who can sometimes cross the line of harmful decisiveness. Without thinking she can lead people too far and act a little too confident for her own position. It's not intentional and she often regrets it but she doesn't see it coming until it's too late.

Although she seems soft a majority of the time, years of competitive sport have taught her how to love to win. She likes to be good at everything she does. She has the drive to excel and won't let many people stand in her way. Perhaps she's not quite as kind as she likes to think she is.

►Place Of Origin◄
Emilie was born in Ann Arbor, Michigan. She has plenty of love for her hometown and everything in it but there’s something so refreshing about being away. Her dream is to travel and even small steps can get the littlest people really far.

►Background◄
Emilie was born in to a very loving family. Her mother and father met each other at a very young age and married after only a few months. To this day they remain bound to one another and Emilie can't remember a time that she ever saw their love slip. Despite all this love around her, Emilie was never much interested in the concept and while her mother was desperate for her to follow the tales of love within Disney she scoffed and pushed it away. She liked the strength of Mulan and the true heart of Pocahontas. Emilie had two older brothers who would constantly sneer over their mothers attempt but after Emilie wrestled one of them in to a headlock at the age of seven their respect seemed to change and they were happy to let her in on their 'boy' games. It was almost as if Rudolph had been accepted among the other reindeers and Emilie thrived with their attention. She quickly became very skilled at soccer and her father urged her to pursue the hobby properly. Now for as long as she can remember she has loved and played the sport. A ball at her feet is as comfortable as breathing.

The town she lived in was extraordinary and her parents were very keen to whisk their children away to other states whenever they could. By the time she was ten she had covered almost a third of them with the ambition to get them all conquered one day. Although the cities and skyscrapers were awe-striking, the sight of mountains and lakes was what kept her going. Since she was a child she has adored nature and animals. Although she loves cartoons, nature documentaries are just as brilliant in her eyes. She treasures the natural world and thrives when she knows she's part of it. Although she'll never tear anyone apart for being a litter bug, she has very strong feelings about the protection the world needs.

As for Emilie's sexuality it was a long time coming. Her feelings began as an early teenage but she repressed them strongly. She didn't want to accept it and consider herself 'different'. Her mother found her sobbing over it one day and eventually after floods of tears Emilie spilled the truth about how she'd been feeling. Her parents were beyond accepting and her brothers jokes began soon after. Emilie is finally confident with it now after the last few months have seemed to go so well for her.

►Extra◄
Love a good game of rugby.

C O P Y R I G H T
This sheet was constructed by [ @HushedWhispers], herself. Any plagiarism of any kind will not be tolerated. And if need permission to borrow, please just ask.

@HushedWhispers

Well that took me a while. Phwoar.

Aaron had been dazed. No, that was an understatement. Aaron had been practically blinded by the sun when he’d woken from a bout of unconsciousness he’d never intended to take. For a few moments he just lay there, the situation a million miles away from his mind as he desperately tried to think about why the leg of his shorts felt so strange or why he was opting to lie on hard ground. And then it dawned on him and he forced himself to sit up so fast that stars burst before his vision. He rubbed them away and stared at his leg. The once patterned shorts had been a vivid crimson hours before but now the blood had dried and settled against the material. He rubbed it and in the memory of last night, he found great interest in the area of his arms where there should have been bite marks. They should have been huge bite marks but there was nothing. Absolutely nothing. He paused then yanked up the leg of his shorts where there should have been a wound. Nothing. 

Slowly, he hauled himself to his feet and stretched out the joints of his body; many until they gave a satisfying crack. Then he began to gather his thoughts, recollecting all that he could remember. The noises. The scuffle. The bites. The wolf. Damn, the wolf. He rubbed his neck then turned and wandered through to the main area where a few of his friends had already congregated Some of them looked as bad as he did in terms of their clothes and he knew he hadn’t been alone in the attack. However there was a newcomer among them. Well, more of a newcomer who hadn’t come out with the group. He knew her as far as it went. She worked down at the vets and as Aaron’s family had dogs, they’d paid them a visit from time to time. Plus, it seemed she liked to traverse the trails as much as he did so sometimes they’d greet each other as they went on their way. She was a nice girl and he’d always been nothing but polite to her. So he did the same now after he’d made sure all of his things were bag in their bags and despite his blooded clothing he approached Sky with a grin, just staying long enough to greet her and stroke her horse before moving toward the RV, packing everything inside and clambering on board, shooting confused looks around at the others. Were they going to really speak about this? What was there to say? We’re all really fucked up looking and oh, was anyone else attacked by a big ass wolf last night? Yeah, cool.

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