Moa Gaffe: Wanderer

Name: Moa "Boa" Gaffe
Age: 16
Gender:
District/Area: Wanderer
Appearance:

Moa is average as far as height, and quite tan due to the fact that she's never had a true home. Her figure isn't noticeable, since she wears almost all her clothing at all times, so often she's mistaken for a boy, save one with long hair. Though it must be said, she doesn't have much of a figure to begin with. Her nomadic existence has given her little as far as curves; her hips are barely there, and her breasts are nearly non-existent.

Her face is all angles. Sharp jaw, sharp chin, high cheekbones. If she was well-fed, she would be reasonably attractive. As is, she's striking, and actually rather frightening. Her eyes dominate most of her face, and they're a lovely grass green.

Her hair is rather long, since she's never been able to go to a hairstylist. It's strawberry blonde, and either matted and dirty, or, on a good day, simply braided.

As said before, Moa wears most, if not all her clothing at all times. An old army jacket over a t-shirt her boyfriend, Allen, gave her, over a stolen cashmere sweater, with cargo pants and combat boots.

Personality:

Moa is tough, pragmatic, and embittered. She harbors a deep prejudice for the Capitol, and those who agree with their policies is met with viciousness and hatred. It is because of this tendency to lash out that her friends and boyfriend call her "Boa", despite her ever exasperated insistence that Boas constrict. However, she has only pity for most Careers.

From her live in the wild, she's learned to do the often difficult things to survive, and also how to do things such as hunt, start a fire, etc. She's sure in her abilities, and is quite willing to go to extreme lengths to survive. Her survival view is that nature is something to be overcome, not to be adapted too. Due to this, she often takes risks that most would consider foolish, and is often very stubborn in her dealings with people, on the rare occasion she goes into the districts.

Yet despite her tough exterior, she has a soft side. She often goes hunting for families in the lower districts, and fell in love with Allen Hearst not because of his strength, but because of his silliness and kindness. She has a soft side of children, and if she sees babies or small children, she'll immediately go into a sort of mother mode; her maternal instinct is very strong.

History:

Moa grew up in District Nine, the hunting district, where she learned how to track and hunt from her father, and learned about fire-making, cooking, and basic herbalism from her mother. She was close with her big brother, Bear, who was also a hunter. However, no one in her family knew that Bear was actually part of an anti-Capitol movement. Her family didn't know, but the Capitol found out. After the movement was destroyed and the members, including her brother, were killed, the families of the members were hunted down to make sure there was no chance of them attacking out of vengeance.

When they attacked in the night, Moa woke up to the sound of their coming, and managed to slip out of her window while they ruthlessly shot her parents in their sleep. She often goes back to that day, wondering if she could do anything different. She never thinks of anything that would have ended with anything other than her death.

She slipped out into the woods, where she hid until it became her home, and she had no intention of leaving. However, after awhile, she decided that it was worth going into the lower districts with her kills, and became a fairly well-known poacher among the black markets there. She also joined a gang that was devoted to over-throwing the Capitol.

One day, she crept into District One, since one of the peacekeepers in District Twelve said the library was worth seeing. When she went to the library, she met Allen Hearst, daycare supervisor and Career. While it wasn't necessarily love at first sight, they became close quickly, and District One became a frequent place she visited. Eventually, it came to the point where both begged the other to join them, but both were unable to leave their homes.

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Comments/Other:

Once again, imagine it without the wings and with the clothes I specify, and you've got dear Moa.

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