Wynn Crane - {District 12}

When you look at Wynn, usually the first thing you notice is her curly, sunshine-blonde hair. Its full of beautiful ringlettes that turn in circles down to the top of her chest, and bounce on the sides of her shoulders. Her hair tends to get knots because its slightly thicker than normal but, other than that, remains perfectly wavey. At the top of her head, her hair is straight with some little waves and frizz. Then halfway down it gets more wavey and slowly morphs into ringlettes as it reaches the end. Wynns hair is parted above her left eye and her overly long side bangs flow to her right eye. In the light, strands of hair will shimmer as if holding glow in the dark chemicals.

Her storm blue-grey eyes always have a dark grey circle around the edges of the iris, making her pupils seem like a black hole. Looking into Wynns eyes is like staring up in the eye of the storm. Rain pouring all around you but calm waters where you rest, in the middle. Wynns eyes are ever so slightly squinted.

Wynn has beautifully arched eyebrows, the colour of dark chocolate, and they slant downwards until they are around a centimeter away from the outer corners of Wynns eyes. Wynns eyelashes are a deep black, making her eye colour pop out a bit. Sloping downwards than flicking up like waves. At the outer corner of her eye, Wynns eyelashes slide upwards like the fingers on your hand if you were to make a cup out of them.

Wynn is about 5'6 and has very long, muscled legs. She has fair skin and rosy cheekbones. Her fingernails are long enought that you can just see them over her fingertips. Wynn is also very skinny. She is easily able to count the first and second row of her ribs.

Wynn always wears fifteen rubber bracelets at all times. Three on her left wrist and tweleve on her right. They are all different colours, and overlap often. Wynn eats, sleep, bathes and even hunts with them on.

During the winter, Wynn usually wears a grey, worn out, no zipper jacket with one long pocket on the stomache. The design on the hoodie is a bunch aboriginal looking necklaces. The sweater is very big on her, so Wynn tends to roll up on the waistline at times, but always leaves the sleeves folded once, covering her whole palm. Wynn cut a hole for her thumb, in the seams of the wristband. The waist of the hoodie is usually sloped to the right a bit and reaches down to the middle of Wynns thigh.

Wynn wears navy blue, tight skinny jeans. They have a hole on the right knee. The hole isn't very big. Its about the size of your pinky and its slightly towards her inner leg. Her navy blue jeans are one of two pairs of jeans (the other being exactly the same other than the hole) and she has to role them up five times before they fix against her ankles.

Wynn has knee high, flat heel boots that stop at about two centimeters below her kneecap. They are her only pair and already slightly too big. The sag and have small wrinkles, but her black boots are her favourite article of clothing.

In the summer, Wynn wears a ocean blue V-neck shirt. The sleeves on the shirt are attached to the waistline by fabris of the shirt itself. The fabric is see through but very loose. When Wynn spreads her arms out, at head level, it looks lile she has wings, or fins. She wears a white tanktop under her shirt, one strap fallen off.

Wynns shorts end just over the palm of her hand if she were to drop her hands down to her sides. The shorts are a icey white-blue. Lucky for Wynn, she doesn't need a belt because of how fitting they are. The seams of her shorts have strings and a few small wires sticking out of them. Wynn has managed to somehow, keep them stainless. She wears her only pair of shoes through all seasons, black knee high boots.

Wynn is kind, friendly, and caring. She never likes to repeat things and tries not to care to much. Wynn also has strong instincts, that usually turn out right.

Ever since her parents died, Wynn puts on a "mask" when she feels upset. This "mask" is Wynns 'safe place'. Instead of crying or screaming, she releases all her thoughts and shows no facial emotions until later. Afterwards, she will either draw with charcol or sobs into her small hamock.

Wynn tends to ruin the mood or mess things up accidentally. She doesn't try to, it just kind of hits her. She tends to put on her "mask" most of the time after messing something up.

Wynn was abused by her father as a child because of how different she was to the rest of her dark haired, black eyed family. She was left with retchingly vivid nightmares about her father abusing her, her brothers body and her sisters death. Wynn seems to space out a lot as well. Her mind will wander to a new topic in the blink of an eye and she will lose her train of thought. Wynn also has a bad habit of pushing people away if she feels they are getting close to her.

After Wynns younger sister was born, without any memories of her, Wynns mother died from loss of blood. Wynns father became dramatised and harrassed and abused Wynn. From slaps and punches, to burning with coals, and cutting her arms with knives, her father would take his anger out on the one family member who he knew would say nothing. Wynns older brother tried, but couldn't stop it and Wynns younger sister was too young to speak up.

The beatings and yelling was brought to a silence one April, when Wynns father was mauled to death by a bear who had ripped apart the fence (later restored). Being eighteen at the time, Wynns older brother began to work in the mines, Wynn being five and her sister being two. Sadly, after three years, Wynns brother was burned to death when a fire broke out and he was unable to escape. Now being eight and taken in by a very kind elderly woman, Wynn knew she was in charge of her sister. But, she was scared. She developed her "mask" over time until one day, about a month later, she knew her sister, her last remaining family member, would soon die of starvation if something wasn't done.

Wynn grabbed two handfuls of kitchen knifes and sharpened them all on rocks and old clothes until they were sharp enough to pierce skin at the touch. After coming across a very suburban landscape close to the fence, but too scared to go past it, Wynn stood in the middle of a slightly forested area with tall trees and large bushes. She began to braid knots to trees in hopes of being able to create a trap. Wynn tested the trap many times before she was sure it was good. Finaly, after hours of patience, a small rabbit came into view, fell right into Wynns trap. Wynn cried as she gutted the poor creature, but ran to the butchers for the first time anyways, wiping away tears.

After four more years of hunting squirrels and rabbits with her knifes and braided traps, Wynn was able to throw from long distances and still hit her target, from a tree or bush. One day, she decided to take her sister along. This would be the tipping point for Wynns "mask". She didn't tell her sister what she was doing. Wynn had set up her traps to hold many knives now. When her sister saw a rabbit hobble around a tree and almost into Wynns trap, she yelled out, reaching for the rabbit, warning. Then her sister fell straight into Wynns trap.

Wynn sat by her side, stroking her hair from her sisters paling eyes, sobbing silently as she buried her sister in leaves, long after her sisters last breath. Ever since then, Wynn has tried to avoid making close friends and got the nasty habbit of pushing them away if she felt they got to close. Wynn still goes hunting, but maybe three times a week. She also visits her sisters burial site and tells her about life in general.