Flora {D10 ~ CB#3}

Name: Flora Emilia Rowan
Age: 13
Gender: Female
District: Ten

Appearance:
~ Shorty at 5 ft exactly
~ Scrawny with slight muscle from work
~ Fair skin & Blondie

Personality:
~ Distrusting & Rude
~ Loving & nurturing to the rare few
~ Not shy yet antisocial

History:
There has yet to be a day where life has been easy for Flora, always having things that are in need of getting done. Why her single Mother is so keen on keeping up an animal farm with only the two of them is beyond her. It’s by far a difficult task. Either a horse is in need of being trained for another farmer, or a cow is days away from delivering, on top of all the feeding and cleaning that has to be done; And to add going to school in the mist of all that? A day off is not in her vocabulary.

Constant sunburn affects her pale skin, and her light eyes are always squinting to see past all the rays, the daily consequences of working in the sun. Her once gentle fingertips, now rough and continuously scratched up from the hours of labor. In return everyone else appears spoiled and selfish to her, for the exception of her only friend. Oddly enough as Fauna has one of the rare decent lives with her two fathers. But every day Flora’s joined by her, and her life is a whole lot better because of it. Having someone by her side to experience the struggles with her, help her in ways she wouldn’t even think to ask, it’s more then she can understand let alone explain.


Word Count: 268

That thingy: O'Dair

Face Claim: Sabrina Carpenter