Name: Delilah
Age: 17
Height: Smol bean. 5' 4"
Physical Identification:
Left leg stops at the knee, and she has doodled all over her prosthetic leg to the point that I don't even want to try to color it in myself because it's the product of hours of school boredom. Her tired brown eyes have one wrinkle under one eye, and two under the other, and freckles beneath. At least, there would be freckles if she didn't keep them covered up with makeup, being more worried about hiding a few pimples than showing who she really is. She's a lil squishy around the badonkadonk and the tum-tum and is pretty self-conscious about it, but would rather fight the anxiety or
somebody than take up running. Running is supposed to be a social event, anyway... somehow it seems stupid to do it alone.
Unlike her father, she won't hesitate to throw a punch or (perhaps more fittingly) kick. She's not very good at fighting though, and often finds herself curled into the fetal position in a corner, waiting for the teachers come save her.
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Skill(s): Shifter, 2 forms.
Her second skin is that of the North American grey fox. Unfortunately, this skin doesn't come with a left hind foot, either. She does have a prosthetic for it as well, but it requires help to put on. Needless to say, she doesn't use the form often. It's good for holing up in a cranney to cry, though.
Drawbacks because of skill(s): Small, vulnerable (her fox only weighs about 10lbs or 4.5 kilograms). She can't really howl or growl, but can make various barks and screams.
Likes: Football, hot showers, shopping, watching TV, baked goods, chai tea latte.
Dislikes: Bees, science, sleeping in the dark, being called thunder thighs, feelings.
Quirks: Wants to be an actress, makes pet names for everyone and everything. Wouldn't call herself an artist, but she does doodle when bored.
It's not like she's even a son.
