Athena is an odd person all together in looks. Her face is the worst part. Her eyes are a red lava color, the color of blood. Many scars taint her face and she smiles brightly as if she enjoys them. A specific one on her lip has a story. The story of how she became and avox. Blood is always dried up on one part of her body with a new wound because sometimes she will shake her head and not do the command she was to do.

She is at about the average height for a 19 year old at 5'7. She also weights very little because she doesn't gorge herself with stolen food from the tributes at 110Ibs. She doesn't have many muscles and is quite weak, making her easy prey. Her long dark black hair flows down to her shoulder, curly at the bottom. Then, her legs are in position with her body and are the same size as her torso.

Her breasts are medium size and sometimes get in the way. Her ribs don't show but she is very thin as described in her weight. Her width from hip to hip medium sized as well. Her feet are a common size and she has no arch. This makes her flat-footed. Her ass is plump and sizeable and could positivley save her in a small fall.When sitting her arms reach down to her knees like a moderate human. When sitting her posture is tilted slightly but not in a full hunch. All her fingers extend equally and fit perfect, all of them straight.

Athena brings on a provative mysterious mood to herself when she walks, giving hand signals she came up with herself. She can be obident but stubborn as well, snorting often to make noise and annoy the tributes and their mentors. This nature makes her brave because she could get punished for doing so. She has a humble attitude towards anyone who is polite to her and says please and Thank you. When she gets attached to a tribute she is loving, hugging them secretly a day before the games.

You will find a worried look on her face when the games begin. The blood and gore fascinates her but when her favorite tribute dies she gets moody and pouts by not doing her work. She can sometimes be quite foolish when serving the tributes, slipping and falling clumsily. She is cold-hearted to all the capitol and hates them for what they did to her. She was never good with change, always sticking her nose up in the air when her regular routine changed. Though they cut out her tongue she is quite serious about her job and does what she can to prepare the tributes for a deadly battle. She is guarded about her belongings, well , if she had any.

She is quite creative and arranges flowers in her vision. Secretly, she is intellegent and quite good at arithmetic though science isn't her strong point. She is OCD about making things perfect andmay return to a room multiple times to make things just right. Most avox's are this but she is understanding and nods or shakes her head to the tributes. Finally, she is skeptical about the things she does and always over thinks things that could be thought out for only a moment.

Athena was born in a family of wanderers who hid in the forest near district 12. It was her home and she grew up in the trees. She doesn't remember much of what she loved but the thing she does remember is the tall green grass in the summer with the burning summer sun beating down on her forehead. Oh how she would dewell on that memory so when she had just became what she is now, an avox. Singing was one of her passions and she would whistle a nice little toon to herself while taking a stroll. She had her own little school in the trees and had dislexia which used to effect her reading until she would climb up in the tallest trees and read signs from district 12.

She doesn't know exactly how it happened but it did. On a cold winter night Athena was bundled up in a jacket made of deer skins, adventuring the land she had not. She came to to the dsitrict 12 fence and climbed over because it wasn't electrified. It smelled of so many news things! Oh how fascinating everything was to her. She was determined to stay the night and see how she felt. Wandering around the seam was odd for her because she had never really socialized with anyone but herself. She then laid out her deer skin coat. laying down she bundled up in it's warmth once more, only to be woken in the middle of the night by the flashlight of a peacekeeper. She even remembers his cruel colt-hearted voice. "What the hell you doing out here this time a night munskin?" Athenalooked at the man with confused eyes. "You mean we ain't aloud at this time sir?" He laughed, grabbing her arm and pulling her to a corner and throwing her into it.

"Tell me child! Why is the real reason you out here?" He yelled, the pain in his voice. "I swear I didn-" She couldn't make out the words. "I would be damned if you didn't know," He yelled it even louder, finally getting close to her and drawing his knife and slicing her lip. The taste of salty blood filled her mouth. "Sir, I honestly didn-" He didn't ler her finish and threw her tiny body across the street, kicking her. Finally, he stuck a needle into her arm and she screamed in pain.Did he not understand this was all new to her?She then slowly drifted to sleep.

She awoke in chains, weighing her down. She attempted to stand but couldn't. The voice of a man similar to the peacekeeper's was evident "Get up girl,".Athena tried and tried but couldn't stand. Finally, the man snapped his fingers and a band of men in black held her up.

She had a more clear vision of the man who told her to stand. He had short black hair and blue eyes which stared at her. Squeexing her eyes shut he spoke. "Tell me deary, What were you doing last night? You a wanderer?" She spoke in a low voice now "I was going to sleep when I was awoke by your officer. And no, I am a citizen of district 12. He made a low grunt and laughed.

Athena had made the worst mistake of her life. His oice grew even colder "Cut out her tongue and force her to be an Avox," She gulped and tear flew down her face as she dragged away. What was of her family? Were they okay? The room was dark when she opened her eyes. A man in black was well camoflaged with the environment. He was holding a knife and came up to her "Ready or not here I come," He said as the knife was forced to her tongue. Slowly it was off, blood gushing everywhere. She was now their servent and was now forever. Athena, The wanderer who is now an Avox.