Post by Deleted on Jul 18, 2015 20:58:21 GMT
Malia Tate don't you think that it's boring how people talk making smart with their words again, well i'm bored because i'm doing this for the thrill of it, killin' it never not chasing a million things i want and i am only as young as the minute is full of it getting pumped up on the little bright things i bought but i know they'll never own me Werecoyote  Full Name: malia elizabeth tate Nicknames: n/a Age: 17 Birthday: nov 28 Gender: female Sexuality: straight Face Claim: Shelley Hennig Appearance: malia is a relatively tall girl,around the same height as her peers,with long brown hair,highlighted with ombre tips.she has a great figure, the right sized assets,still making her attractive to the human eye. at 5 feet 8 inches, and 135 pounds, malia is the size of an average girl. malia's eye color is brown, but during transformation, they switch to a striking blue that seem to stare into the deepest pit of people's souls. when not showing any specific emotion,her face is frozen into a poker face, where she just stares without thought. Personality: being born a hale, malia has the sass and wit that seems to run in the family. she tends to be very humorous without necessarily trying, and her cluelessness due to living in the woods for eight years makes her funny, in a very odd way. she tends to not understand the reason behind some human choices, as well as emotions and their tends to worry. malia has a very 'i don't care' attitude, which makes her unique,and special, seeing as she doesn't worry about anything (other than her school work). Mother: evelyn tate (adopted) Father: henry tate (adopted) peter hale (biological) Children: n/a Pets: n/a Others: talia hale (aunt, deceased), derek hale (cousin, living), cora hale (cousin, living), laura hale (cousin, deceased) History: malia was born on november 28 at midtown memorial hospital. she was officially adopted less than a month later by evelyn and henry tate. Malia's life was perfect.She got anything she asked for.Being a daddy's girl all her life,she was closer to the head male figure in her life.Due to this,her relationship with her mother dwindled little by little each year,while it grew with her father. Around the time she was 7 years,she and mother had drifted apart completely.Her sister being her mother's favorite helped Malia separate herself from her,and her father realized this.He woved to do something about it.Something that would make their family closer,and inseparable. when she was 9 years old, evelyn and henry announced to their daughters that they would be going on a weekend long trip with their mother,to hve some daughter-mother bonding time.She detested this,but her mother declared that she was going on the trip,and she lashed out,saying that she wished they were both dead. So here she was, on a trip she was forced to venture on with her sister jade, and mother. it was also the night of a full moon, and unbeknownst to her, malia began to transform into a coyote. this frightened her mother, who swerved off the road, where it flipped over, and the roof caved in, trapping jade and malia's mother, where the slowly bled to death, unable to get out. During the night of the full moon,Malia felt free.She felt like this was where she belonged.With having to constantly fake smiles and appreciation at her mother and sister,she felt at liberty with her inner self.She went hunting that night,but didn't leave the reserve,fearing that if she did,she wouldn't feel as liberated as she did in that moment. malia,void of all humane thoughts due to the full moon, felt the aftermath of the crash the next morning, where she returned to find jade and evelyn dead. unable to change back, scared and sad, malia fled into the reserve, where she lived for eight years. Living in the woods weren't as bad as Malia thought it would be.After all,she had found herself a cozy little den to stay in.The deer ran by that area everyday,so she was never hungry.Malia thought of herself as pretty fierce,so no other rabid animal would even think of infiltrating her home.There were a few times foxes would come by,but she'd scare them off.No one dared to mess with Malia. About 6 years into living in the preserve,she hesitantly made her way back to the car where her mother and sister's decompositions laid,and scavenged around,finding the doll her sister loved.She also found her clothes she had shed in the car before running off.She took the items (the doll,and clothes) back to her den,where she kept them close to her. About 2 year later,coming back to her den one night,and having a smell around,she almost had a literal heart attack.Her den smelled like wolf and human,which scared her beyond belief.She took a look around,and realized that her sister's doll was missing,and she had to find it.Luckily,she caught a scent,and followed it to a slightly familiar-looking building,where she broke through a window,and then a door to follow the scent. Upon entering,she spotted a girl,tall with black hair and fair skin.That was the least of her worries,though.She smelt the doll,and that girl had it.She chased the girl until she closed a door,and Malia didn't even think before jumping and breaking through the glass in that door,and snarling at the girl,that she could smell was behind the lockers.The scent didn't lead to where she was,though.It lead to two rows down from where to girl was,and Malia realized it was in a bag.She wasted no time in grabbing the doll,and luckily she was fast enough,because not long after,the lockers came crashing down. She made her way through the broken glass in the door,and ran down the hall.Her highly trained ears heard someone behind her,and she turned to look at them,doll dangling from her mouth,before making her way out of the school,and back to the preserve. Another random day,Malia remembered being chased by a half-wolf,half-boy,that howled loudly,and she was going to start running again,but she felt different.She wasn't warm anymore; she could feel the breeze touching her skin.Skin.Why did she have skin?She looked up,and for the first time in 8 years,Malia saw her hands,she felt her head of hair.She looked around,not seeing things in black and white.She saw her body; her naked body,and she would have been embarrassed,but she didn't even remember what that was because she hadn't been human for so,so long. When she returned to her house,even though she was happy to see her father, she hated having to sit in his face everyday, and pretend she wasn't the cause for her mother and sister's death. she wasn't quite sure why she was put in eichen house, all she knew was that it was better than seeing her father walking around like all life had been drained from him. in eichen house,Malia met a boy named stiles, she recognized from him helping Scott turn her to human, so she punched him in the face. really hard. Being in eichen house was basically the same as being a coyote in the woods; no one dared to mess with Malia.When they saw her,they looked the other way,and always steered clear or her.If they were feeling brave,and tried to talk to her,Malia would snap something so sharply at them,that they winced,or she wold punch them in the face,like she a certain Stilinski. She found out that Stiles had been possed by some evil Chinese spirit,and offered to help him,if he held up his side of the bargain,in helping her to control herself.They found the body of the spirit in the basement,but she was knocked out,and woke up tied to a chair. A few days after leaving eichen house,she decided to confide in Scott, and join his pack, where he taught her how to manipulate her abilities and control herself. RP Sample: "Lydia is going through a hard time right now," Kira explained, placing a rose in Malia's hand that the coyote quickly gave back to her. "why is that my business?" Malia questioned, not really seeing the point of all this drama. the dog died, and she buried it in the reserve. why were they singing songs, and placing roses around it? she could just get a new dog, couldn't she? "prada was her best friend for years," kira said, and malia raised her eyebrows. "yeah? well,i've been around for a year,and i didn't even know she had a dog," she pointed out and kira didn't reply. instead she gave the rose to malia, who sighed and placed the rose where every else's flowers were placed,"there.happy?" __________ "malia,you can't open it in the store! you have to wait until we pay for it," scott explained, and malia shrugged her shoulders sheepishly, before placing the open pack of doritos back on the shelf, slowly finishing what was in her mouth. she picked up a closed pack, and placed it in the cart, before walking behind lydia,who was looking at magazines. she stood beside scott in front of the cash register, where a guy stood, packing their items in a bag. "hey," he smirked at her,and her eyebrows furrowed at him. she looked around, realizing the other four(scott,stiles,lydia,kira) were no-where to be found. she chose not to say anything, while he began packing more of their items. "you're pretty hot, you know," she frowned this time and tilted her head. he was confusing her;'what did her temperature have to do with anything?' she thought. "you wanna go out after this?" he licked his lips and she felt a bubbly, unpleasant feeling in her stomach; nausea. "no thanks, johnny depp," she referred to his 80s hairstyle,and folded her arms, "and the next time,you want to hit on a girl,make sure you don't smell like iced tea and desperation,". |
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