Missouri Fox || District 10

Missouri is skinny, really very skinny, it seems that no matter how much her parents try to put some weight on her she just keeps on working it off. With that in mind it's pretty obvious she doesn't have much in the way of curves though she does have a little hidden muscle here and there. Stronger then she looks Souri isn't someone that you, or anyone else for that matter, wants to mess with. but, more on that later. She stands on the taller side for her age at 5'5" and weighs in at 94 pounds. Like I said, not much meat there.

Features wise her facial points are actually quite rounded, somehow, those she gets from her mother while the long pin straight blonde hair is her father's doing. She is quite pretty and would, no doubt, have suitors chasing after her left and right if it weren't for her attitude and the general terrible way that she treats people. That doesn't even scratch the surface. She tends to wear darker colours and hates everything bright and cheerful with a passion. If she had the ability she would have dyed her hard black long ago, sadly she's stuck with the sunny locks and those blue eyes of hers. Thankfully, those eyes, despite being light in colour, only add to her icy and cold initial appearance.

Missouri is, in short, a complete sadistic sociopath. That is, she derives pleasure from injuring those around her and has no conscience to tell her right from wrong. She hurts people on a daily basis, hurts them emotionally, verbally and physically. There is no sadness, no regret if she gets caught (she rarely does), as she gets to relive time and time again the instances of pain she inflicts. She has never felt love, never felt like she has belonged, though it isn't something she truly strives for. It's doubtful if she could feel love at all to be honest. 

She's not always violent and mean, there will be a few people she can tolerate having near her, though chances are those people would have to either be as messed up as she is, or very, very tolerant of her abuse. She has tried in the past to be empathetic and understand those mushy emotions that she doesn't feel, though when she does try she usually ends up in a fit of giggles at the weak stupidity that comes out of the mouths of those around her. She is much more likely to laugh at your pain then try to understand it. That's just who she is. 

Missouri is cunning, she can be charming and very convincing. She has taught herself to act as she has aged. She pretends to be more stable now, knows how to cover her tracks and best of all how to lie. She can convince whoever she wants of whatever she wants, which allows her to get away with her crimes and get things that she wants. 

She has a particular fondness for a savage hunting hound which her father keeps threatening to kill due to the attacks on the livestock when he escapes. She likes to take him out and watch him massacre the field pheasants, all the while encouraging the violent behaviour. She has dreamed of bringing him to the schooling area and letting him loose on her peers there though has never gone through with it. Not because she fears for herself, but because she doesn't wish to lose the hound, for he'll surely be killed during the attack. It would be a waste of his life and she'd much rather keep him around for now, perhaps later though...

It all started when she was younger. She was raised by loving parents, nothing wrong there, no rape or abuse, nothing that would have pointed to the person she would become. As a child her mother found her in the hen house one morning covered in blood. At her feet lay their best egg laying hen, o what was left of her, with feathers and blood littering the floor. Peering up at her mother, four year old Missouri in her little blue dress smiled at her mother. The purest glittering smile. When asked what had happened, little Souri responded, "The mean bird bit me so she had to go on time out."

Needless to say Missouri wasn't left alone much after that.

As she aged there were more incidences, though they were less cut and dry then the one with the chicken. Animals went missing. It started with newborn chicks, one here and one there, then gradually increased to bigger things, barn kittens went missing. The kittens weren't noticed, they could have died from the cold, from sickness and had been eaten by something larger. It didn't stop there though. Full grown cats were found eviscerated, a leg missing here, a tail there. It looked like a wild animal attack. Then a herd dog had a litter of puppies. At two months two of them disappeared. They weren't found though, assumed that one of the neighbouring farms had taken them for their own. 

Lately it's been bigger things. A sick calf disappeared a few months ago. It was found, much like the barn cat, ripped apart like a wild animal had gotten to it- strange thing was that none of it was missing, just pulled apart. Everyone suspected her, though without any evidence, and afraid that they were correct, no one asked; No one said anything and they left it at that.

There have been violent attacks on children at school in the earlier days as well. It started with other kids belongings were broken and trashed after making fun of her. Things moved up a notch when a girl had her braid cut off after taunting her. Then when she was a bit older she stabbed a boy with a pair of scissors after he said that she was 'weird looking'. With that she was pulled from school and has been schooled at home ever since.