Heidi Bison {D5/CBD 2} [fin]

Piercing blue eyes that used to be filled with feelings of excitement have dulled, leaving only a sense of tiredness behind. Her hair, though hardly taken care of anymore, is of medium length. It falls in waves over her shoulders and hides her face in times of embarrassment. Rash decisions without regret cause her to jump to conclusions without a care. She almost never finds herself at fault, even if it’s as plain as day. Trying to change the things that simply cannot be is a problem that she faces often, because she believes if there’s a will, there’s a way. She’s got a will, but she’s still working on the way. She looks for encouragement from her family, but she’s only found it in few. Locking the few she trusts to her heart she pushes the others away, preferring distance to proximity, because if people are far enough away, you cannot hear their screams. You cannot hear the pleas of desperation to fix the notches of wrong etched into the bodies they mark. Even though her eyes have lost their fire, there is still hope, because every fire can be rekindled, every fading light can be replenished if you spark it correctly.