TELLIRA LETANI | DISTRICT FOUR {FIN}

tellira west letani

Fifteen | Female | District Four

I will open my arms
So I can embrace the world
I might not see it again
The colors and the fun

appearance

On regular days, Tellira doesn't do anything to her hair; it's wake up, brush her hair, brush her teeth, get her bangs out of her face, and pick out a nice outfit from her wardrobe. It is part of this pride that makes her want to dress nice. Although she cares very little for intricate hairstyles, she tries her best to wear the most stylish fashions. She stands at five feet and two inches, has a scrawny frame which is the reason behind her ninety-pound weight. Her legs are just as thin as her body and arms, and are long and rest on likewise long feet. There's nothing outstanding about her; she not a skeleton in a layer of skin, and she's not the large poster child for the weight loss programs. At least, this is the way she sees herself.

Small, light golden locks curve around her neck in soft and thick tufts, enveloping them in a light halo of yellow. Though, as angelic as her mother thinks it to be, it's terribly thing, and small gusts of wind send it spindling back, tangling and causing much more hassle than it needs to be; left to be a poofy, unlikeable mess. The strands are cut above her chest, curling up to her shoulders in a light twist. Her bangs are cut to cup her cheeks, and swoop above her brow line, usually kept in clips so not to fall into her eyes. Each strand is soft and well groomed, as the girl who possesses them, though one who can get dirty and move around until sweat runs down her forehead, has a conscious mind to keep her hygiene up.

The irises of her eyes come to reflect light in shades of the deep ends of the ocean -- put in less obnoxious terms; a dark blue. Her pupils are a cold black as any, but in a small web, her eyes produce a dark blue shade, that shows more clearly near the dark pools at the eyes' center. Her forehead isn't super big, but is perhaps larger than others, but is usually occupied by bangs and therefore looks smaller than it is. These bangs form a ridge for the eye and are met by high cheek bones. At the center of her face's frame is a small nose with a light curve near the tip that rests center, spattered with very light freckles that one can see only at close range. Her chin, a small notch below her lips that lacks the cleft that her father had obtained, rather, reflecting that of her mother's.

personality

Much of the naivete and bubbliness of childhood still clings tightly to Tellira. She's a fun-loving spirit who loves games and sports and can often be seen running around town with the younger children, joining in their fun. People chastise her for not acting her age but she's the type who would stick out her tongue and pull down her eyelid before skipping back to playing tag or hide and seek. What's the point of living life if you're not having fun? And who's to say what's fun to other people? Although Tellira is quite sensitive, but that doesn't mean she'll just sit there and cry about it. She is quite proud of who she is, how she acts, and what mistakes she's made and still gotten up from. Though this can be a source of great weakness, she's not worried about it.

Tellira is stubborn as all get-out though, so if she says she'll do something she'll stick with it, and hold her ground on whatever position she has on something. Probably her biggest trait is her determination to do everything that she can on her own. She's not good at letting anyone in on her secrets or her journeys or anything, simply because she is strictly a girl of independence. Despite her nature, which some may deem animal-like when it comes down to it, Tellira isn't unintelligent. She loves knowing things, even down to the most trivial of things. Partially, this is to fend off the popular belief that blond-hair, blue-eyed girls are are idiots, and partially, it is just because she's very curious.

As the firstborn, Tellira sometimes sees herself as such: first. She's the head honcho of it all. If there's something going on, she's first in line. Now whether it gets finished is a different story entirely. If you're in need of some motivation or new ideas, call her. She fancies herself as a leader. Tellira's impulsive nature spells out bad news for when she should probably not get in trouble. However, her temper and pride just won't let her not have the last word. Her energy seems to spring up from out of nowhere. Unless she's concentrating hard on something or in a bad mood, you'll usually see some kind of smile on her face. No matter what challenge she's facing, she'll stay in the game to the very end.

history

Tellira was lively and curious from the very beginning, eager to see what the world had in store for her. As soon as she learned to crawl and later to toddle, she got into anything and everything she could get her mitts on. There was never a dull moment when the blonde was around, for her parents were constantly on their toes trying to keep her occupied with something so that she wouldn't tear the house up on her 'adventures'. Everyone could clearly see that Tellira had plenty of energy. She had a father and mother who doted on her, and a house far too big for them with her parents having well paid, respectable jobs - nothing could really be any better. Tellira had full access to joining either of her parents in any meetings, dinners or activities they had to attend, for she was well behaved and kept her head down.

The neighborhood Tellira lived in wasn't the most exciting of places, if you were a kid. But knowing her, she'd always find some way to amuse herself: go to the local shops and chat with the clerks, or throw paper balls from the roof; listen to ghost stories that the guy on the top floor of a building would tell; borrow a bike from a friend and cycle around town. It was like she could come up with more things to do on a boring day than people in the world! She was always curious of things, going as far as to bring stray animals into her house. She had always been fascinated with wild animals and their ability to survive, and soon developed a fondness for them.

For her entire life, Tellira was surrounded by friends, and kept most of them. Of course, people came and left, it was just a thing of nature. Somehow making her way up near the tip of the social pyramid, she almost never encountered any friendship problems. Since her parents were quite wealthy and her mother had a very good eye for beauty, she was dressed in the best clothing and styles, earning herself the eye of her grade. Like any teen in the career districts, Tellira attended District Four's training once in a while. She was never really too serious about it, and just figured she would just get tons of sponsors if she were ever reaped. Often times she tries to ignore the annual possibility for death, as her charmed life certainly doesn't call for it anytime soon.




codeword - odair

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face claim - Brooklynn Proulx

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