Fog Bree D8 fixed :)

Fog is about the height of every 18 year old that she knows and her hair is the same dust brown colour as everyone else. It helps to make her inconspicuous which she loves. Fog moves very silkily. She is very good at slipping from one place to another without being seen and sometimes, if she tries really hard, she can sort of fade away even when someone is looking right at her. As a result of this, not many people actually know what she really looks like.

Fog is very thin. Almost unhealthily so but she manages to survive. Fog isn't particularly attractive but she isn't ugly either. She is just, average like with everything. She isn't particularly strong but she is fast due to many speedy escapes from merchant shops. There really isn't much at all noticeable about Fog, she has grey eyes and slightly tanned skin.

Fog wears clothes which help her slip into the background. Never black. Navy blue or dark green and blue mottled tops are much more efficient for night time raids. She wears tights which are normally a different mottled colour to her top. This helps to break the shape of a person apart and hide her. Fog also wears a dusty brown and grey cloak with a hood that can cover her face. It manages to not look old fashioned, if people see it at all, despite it’s style. This is more useful for Fog’s daytime excursions and so is not used as often. On the rare occasion that Fog wishes to be seen, she wears dresses made of the kind of fine material that make people suspicious, and rightly so. Fog has never bought a thing in her life and she doesn’t intend to. Ever.

Fog hardly talks and when she does her voice is very quiet. Some people think that she is shy however, she simply has very little to say. Fog isn't the most intelligent person at all. In fact her intelligence only stretches to her ability to creep into shadows and get the job done. She doesn't really have any friends but the people she does talk to seem to enjoy her company. At least until they discover that their pockets are empty. She is not the best in group situations and people tend to not trust her. This isn't entirely fair though as when Fog gives her word, she will never go back on it.

Fog is almost childlike in her intellect. People who knew her now days would probably call her disabled but she didn't always used to be like that. Although she cannot think very well, Fog has a single minded determination to finish a mission and she does not get distracted easily at all.

Fog hates authority and will do anything to defy it. She doesn't care about getting into trouble or even going to the detention centre. As far as Fog is concerned one roof is as good as another. And if they feed you then, how can it be punishment? Fog hates rules on principle but she doesn't question their purpose. In fact she doesn't question anything at all. Things are the way they are and that’s it. That’s just how things are.

The one thing That Fog is very good at is creating things. All of her clothes and boots are hand made with the best stolen material. Her tights are made out of silk so that they make absolutely no noise as she walks and the leather boots have soles so thin and are so well made that it feels like Fog is walking barefoot. The only difference is that no stones hinder her passing.

Fog grew up on a farm with four parents. Her real ones and the other family that shared the farm and their house. They didn’t own the farm of course. That belonged to some merchant family who they never saw. The two families worked together well and they survived reasonably easily. As a child, Fog always used to think that it was strange that no one else had two sets of parents and she asked others what was wrong with their families and who had died. Not the best conversation starter, you can imagine. From a young age Fog got a name for being odd. It was plain that she was the dumbest kid in her class and she often got ridiculed from this. This was when Fog first discovered her skills at camouflaging. She was being bullied one lunch and she wished that no one could see her. Almost without thinking, she crept into the shadows and Fog never came out.

If she had continued living how she was, on the farm, she would have taken over from her parents- the only child in her biological family, she was naturally the first choice. However when her parents (all four) discovered Fog’s kleptomaniac habits a huge argument erupted in which terrible thing were said. Fog left her previous life and started a new one closer to town. There, there were more people and so more chances to make a living ie. steal off people. Survival is pretty much all that concerns Fog. That and her hatred for the Capitol. Fog is the kind of person who gives a revolution it’s name. Not that if she got into power (An option that will never be realised) Fog would be a harsh or cruel leader. It is simply that she rebels against any authority. She would assassinate one leader as easily as another, if she ever had the chance. Fog needs rebellion of some kind to fuel her and if one ruler is overthrown, then she will begin on the next. Of course, it is very difficult to rebel in the oppressed D8 but Fog slips under the radar fairly easily.

Fog’s life revolves completely around crime. She loves the risk of getting caught and the thrill of getting away with whatever it is that she has just done. Fog is addicted to the adrenaline and luck that has always held for her. She doesn't need half of the things she steals as they are so distinctive that they could never be sold, and a lot of the time they end up simply getting dumped in the rain. Fog is a junkie of an unusual sort, but a junkie all the same. She is not, however selfish in her theft. If she had heard of him, then Fog would consider herself a bit of a Robin hood- steal from the rich and give to the poor is not exactly her motto as such, but it is certainly something that she likes the sound of.