Faith Avril Blackwood.
Faith - Faith, To Trust.
Avril - April.
20 - 30.
Cabin - Middle of nowhere in Scotland.
Pub - In the middle of nowhere America.
-Anything else at hand.
Singing by herself.
Writing in her journal.
Born in Scotland, Glasgow in November. Faith is the second oldest out of the children her father’s children. Her brother, James who was formerly the one who belonged to another father. Not much was well known of her brother and while they two had some similar traits the two of them had some different ideas on how to think as well. Her little sister was a distant sibling who stayed close to their mother and Faith. As a child she was a very happy one, even though her family was poor she was perfectly happy. The other children called her odd because she played alone most of the time. Her mother died some time ago due to cancer or so her father claimed. For the most part her father, Mike locked them in the house where no one could see them. He came off as rough around the edges her father and owned a pub in the middle of nowhere in America. The pub was filled with bikers and anyone stupid enough to travel - Usually due to their car breaking down on them.
As she grew up it was driven to her mind that she had to be tough. Her brother ran away from him when she turned ten and two years later was reported dead. Her little sister the other hand stayed by her side. Melissa, was a quiet child who stuck to her side. She looked more like her mother - Who wasn’t her mother. Instead of blonde hair, she had strawberry blonde hair and green eyes. They looked nothing like each other yet Faith decided to take care of her anyway. She was only three at the time.
Years later when Faith turned sixteen and Melissa turned ten they decided to move into the forest back in Scotland and spent days in the cabin around there. One night their father came in and placed Melissa under the plants in the cabin. Faith was still outgoing for her nightly stroll at the time. When she came back her father was on the floor his body torn to shreds. A growl came from the corner of the room with bright yellow eyes glowing in the night. Faith didn’t have time to think when this thing tackled her or tried to. Faith ran for the forest again without thinking. Her arm bleeding from her elbow. No one really knew what happened that night. Her sister was too young, but what she did know is that werewolf spared her life for a curse. Every night she turned into a wolf. It was only fortunate that was all she was cursed with or she wouldn’t be able to return.
A few days later Faith returned and helped Melissa out of the floor before fixing it back into place. Her sister learned in time, as they grew older Faith continued to turn.