Delilah Amelia Dmitriev

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Physical Description

 * Height: 5ft 5in
 * Weight: 137 pounds
 * Eye Color: ?
 * Hair Color: ?
 * Hair Style: Long

Family

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 * Mother: Enter Here. Remove brackets if you do not wish to elaborate

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Appearance
As stated before Delilah can be easily overlooked, she is shorter than the average woman and weighs an average amount, she would be petite if she was not strong. She has dark hair that has been passed down for generations, and olive skin. She does not burn in the sun, and would tan easily if she enjoyed the heat.

Likes

 * Languages
 * Dogs
 * Travelings
 * Music
 * Friends
 * Nature
 * Jokes

Dislikes

 * People who are ashamed of who they are
 * Unnecessary noise
 * Fattening food
 * Feeling Lazy
 * Aggressive males

Personality
Delilah was brought up by a family who was first generation- off the boat from Russia, although she never knew the culture; she grew up with what her family took from the land in her home. Her parents were strict- therefore she is well disciplined, she was brought up to respect her elders. She is proud and would never succumb to begging even as a child. If you want something- work for it, you should never ask for it to be given to you. Her mother's words, that Delilah took to heart. This lesson took flight when she found herself in an abusive relationship years later- she didn't ask for him to stop- she made him.

Delilah despite being proud and strong, loves laughing, she loves having fun and is lighthearted. She doesn't come across aggressive, she doesn't like having enemies. Delilah prefers to be in a room full of friends, not have a tight knit group that promises to have her back in unfamiliar territory. She is quite intelligent. Can be witty at times, but keeps sneers to herself.

Biography
As stated before, her family is first generation off the boat. She grew up in a small town call Aurora, NY. Population- around 800. This town had a secret; it was a sort of haven for people like her, people like her family. Her parents would always say they were safe there, they were welcome there. Delilah always thought they welcomed immigrants. After her family's secrets were revealed to her she understood. A majority of the town were apart of a similar pack and worked together to provide a decent and secret environment for their kind. The humans in town didn't know. They might have had some idea but they never openly accused them.

When it was time for Delilah to turn, she was nervous, her mother smiled at her as they walked out into the moonlight. The pack would pick up everything and head out to the wilderness for that part of the month. Delilah smiled back but was trembling. Her brother, Anton placed a hand on her shoulder and gave her a reassuring squeeze, and then the sun began to set.

The transition was difficult; despite her best efforts she couldn't control the screams that slipped through her gritted teeth- however once it was over, everything got better, and each change became easier and easier. She even came to enjoy it, and was proud of what she was. The pack was lively, but had some older members who strongly frowned upon shifting outside of the moon cycle. Delilah was never caught, but her brother was and was brought before the elder. He was chastised and given a lesson on secrecy. However the youth only saw it as a slap on the wrist.

When Delilah was 15 they received a call that her grandfather had passed the day before. Heart broken the family mourned but had to carry on with their daily lives, that night Delilah heard someone walking around, and she sat up from her bed, listened a little harder and decided who ever was walking around in the hall was tiptoeing- and no one in her family tiptoed around their own house. She opened her door quietly and saw a very pale apparition of her grandfather standing in front of her parents bedroom, he leaned on the door frame, and wiped his face with a handkerchief, Delilah could only stare, and was frozen in her spot, after a little while, the apparition of her grandfather faded into thin air, and she never saw him again. Although everyone in a while she will see a figure that looked just a transparent and pale as her grandfather looked watching his son and his daughter-in-law sleep.

After high school Delilah got bored with the small town life, she began to travel with her older brother who refused to live his life working at the paper mill his father worshiped. They provide the food on this table, Their father would always say proud, and instill in his son that that was where he should work as well. Anton and Delilah left town, their pack in peace, and their family with love and promises to call. Since then they have been traveling, staying in place to place and working in cities for a while until they get bored and move on once more. Recently they heard about a rebellion- one not too far away from them, and decided to head out and check it out. Keeping their ears low to the ground.

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