Wynter Storms ~ D1

Wynter's hair is so blond, many have claimed it to be 'white as snow'. Her eyes are the lightest blue imaginable, giving young Wynter an almost ethereal appearance while her round face and pale skin exudes youthfulness.

Wynter is very tall, standing at 5'9. She is fairly weighty, at 155 lbs, but a lot of her weight is attributed lean muscle due to the fact that she likes to dance. She never wears any really tight-fitting clothing, though she will wear something form-fitting. She prefers freedom of movement with her style of dress so she is more likely to wear loose shirts and stretchy pants in neutral or pale colors, mainly light blues and white.

Her style is very mild in comparison to most, but there is one defining mark - a tattoo of a snowflake on her right shoulder. This tattoo has prompted a nickname Wyn has never cared for - Snowflake, a nickname she was given by her sisters.

She is never one to fuss over her appearance, mainly keeping her hair pulled back in a bun, braid or ponytail at all times, especially in the sweltering summer months.

Wynter would seem to be the solitary type, but she is quite the opposite. She is what many would define as a 'social butterfly'. She knows many people and makes friends easily.

Wynter is not known to be combative or contrary in any way, except when provoked. She hates the Games, and what they stand for, with a passion. This, however, is something she keeps mostly to herself for fear of reprimand - or worse.

She can be moody when she thinks of the death and destruction she has heard of and seen wrought by the Games and their Tributes, which causes severe and sudden moods swings, as well as depressive phases, which fill many of her days with weeping and unbridled rage toward anyone unfortunate enough to be near her at the time. Especially whenever the Games are close.

These feelings increase every day that goes by during the Games, as she watches another person kill, another person die needlessly and all for the sick amusement of the Capitol and anyone else that enjoys bloodshed.

Wynter was named so, due to the fact that she was born in Winter. Such is the lack of creativity on her parents' parts. Even her sisters, Autumn and Summer, were named for the seasons in which they were born. Wynter, however, is the only one who has had to endure a strange and unheard of spelling of her name.

Having heard stories of her Aunts Valencia and Althea, her mother and father's only sisters, respectively, being lost to the Games, Wyn is constantly consoling her mother with the help of her father and two sisters, even all these years later while her father seems to grieve in stoic silence which Wyn has seen drive him to drink on a near regular basis.

This, among several other similar factors, has brought the passionate hate for the Games out in Wynter that she dare not express outside her home or to her other sisters, Autumn and Summer. Wynter has made many friends over the course of her twenty years, but she has often found herself being more reserved and cautious with getting to close, for fear of losing them.

As yet, she has felt no personal loss due to the Games, but Wyn knows it's only a matter of time before the heavy hand of the Capitol reaches out and slaps her in the face with choosing someone near and dear to her, as she has seen happen to both Autumn and Summer.