Abbigail Marien, Avox

Abby has light skin and dark brown eyes. She is fairly skinny, 10 pounds underweight. She is short for her age and tends to stand on tiptoe when standing still. Her hair is short and curly blonde. Her master cuts it monthly.

Abby has many freckles, and a few brown specks on her arms. She has scrawny arms and legs, but gets a bit thicker around her stomach. She has a few scars on her legs, but doesn't pay much attention to them. They are a deep, white cut that usually get hidden by her tunic. Occasionally, a brown speck can be seen in random places on her body, like right above her elbow, around her thigh, and on her toe.

Abby's good traits are there, but hard to dig into. To her friends, she is sweet, kind, and playful. She is easily impressed when it comes to just about anything, and she is very content most of the time. She prefers to keep to herself around strangers, even at her young age she learned not everyone can be trusted. She used to be very talkative to friends, but now she isn't, of course.

She is a light sleeper, and the smallest of noises wakes her up. Although this has been an advantage in her past. Abby is a klepto, taking things, just to take them. She is good at what she does, and is often taking strange things like mere forks, napkins, or straw from a broom for no known reason. When she gets cought though, it's a whole other story. She lashes out, full of anger, hitting and biting, throwing and screaming. It's rather odd, because it comes out of nowhere, but what happens, happens. She knows it's a problem, and it happens a lot, but it's a habit.

Abby loves butterflies, and fishing. She likes to sit with a book near the ocean, and occasionally look up at the butterflies. Her true passion is humming, not singing, humming. Day and night both she'll hum, although the loss of her tongue injured her humming to pain, she found a way around that. She hates the cold, it's terrible to her, she can't stand it. It brings out her anger. Abby has a bad habit of playing with the skin on her hands, so they are a bit crinkled. She also occasionaly bites her nails to keep them short.

Abbigail was once from district 4. She lived with her three sisters, all older than her, and her mother and father. Her sister's names were Alice, Mouna, and Marissa. She played with her best friend, Lilly, on tuesday afternoons. And every day, except on tuesdays, she would go out on the crab boat with her da, while her sisters stayed with her mom loading fish onto the trains and cleaning them. Every now and then, her mother would go on a 3-week journey to the capital to drop the catches off.

One day, her father asked her to come with him, Alice carried a bag of fish, Mouna caressed some blankets, and Marissa was stuffing some bandages into her pockets. Her mother was standing at the door, looking out, and she grabbed a net from right outside. Her father picked her up and began to run. When they were about a mile from the edge of the forest they dropped their pace, and eventually made it to safety. They continued to walk for a months, and eventually Abbigail turned 6. A week before she turned 7, they reached district 11. After a long time of walking, catching fish, and trying to stay alive they made it.

The first thing tha happened was, her dad grabbed her hand tightly and ducked under the electric gate, hoping it wasn't on. It was, but they managed to duck under anyway. They came up to a huge building, that had to be the justice building, and knocked. A peacekeeper openedthe door and was rather surprised to see them. They tried to get in, but their pathway was blocked, so her dad hit him. He was momentarily dazed, and just long enough for her dad to burst into a room and drop her. She scrambled to the nearest safe-looking person and tried to pull him up to "go get" the mean peacekeeper. They mis-interpreted what she was doing, and took her and her dad to the capital, where they were recognized as two runaways from their district, intent on re-starting a rebellion. There were murmers throughout the districts, and capital that Abbigail should be let go, but it was decided she was old enough to have had a plan, and was sentenced to be an avox, seperated from her family.

The specific reason she was made an avox is because she was thought to be an enemy, trying to help start the rebellion, and (yes, the capitol must be that evil) the capital decided she was old enough to understand what that meant.