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Character: Ann Cooper
Aspect: Ragabash/ Children of Gaia
Age: 12
Description: Ann is around 5 foot 4, blonde hair and blue eyes, thin figure. Face has a very large birthmark on right cheek that stretched from the side of her mouth to her neck and then from her chin to her eye line, it is strawberry in colour.
Shifted she is a small pale grey wolf with deeper patches between her ears, some would say it looked like she was wearing a cap. Ann personally thought it was the mark trying to follow her into lupus.
Personality: Ann is shy and uncomfortable around people she does not know they always look at her mark. She is intelligent but uneducated, with an inquiring mind especially about nature. She likes being alone for obvious reasons but has a distaste for attractive women, resentment even. She would love to have a man to care for and to be loved by but knows that is unlikely.
Family, Two elder sisters, one younger brother.
Life was hard for Ann but then again she knew it was hard for all in this year of the Lord 1188. She lifted the water bucket and walked across the yard to the kitchen of the great house. The mistress was shouting at Lily again for not paying attention to the bread. Poor Lily her mind did wonder at times when it should be concentrating on what she is doing. Dreaming of a dashing knight or of one of the young warriors no doubt.
Ann knew she could dream but then that was all she could do, her family had indentured her to the Lord of the Manor. What else could they do, girls where for marrying off or the church. No man would want her, especially as her father could not offer any money or land to offset the mark she had carried since birth. She supposed in a way she was lucky her father had not carried her into the woods and left her for the wolves. But her mother had miscarried three times and to do so would have seemed like denying the Lord's gift.
Not that that had been in the Abbess mind when she had turned down Ann's fathers offer of her as a nun. "We serve the Lord as his bride and one must offer the Lord only the best. "But Ann suspected that sufficient gold would have removed that obstacle.
So it looked like Ann was to be a mouth to feed until her father had indentured her as a kitchen servant. Back breaking work from sunrise to sunset, bringing water, peeling, cleaning and going into the woods for herbs etc.
That was nice Ann had always had an affinity for the woods, the plants and the life and the gathering was no chore to her. The day was warm, the sun shining and her basket was full of herbs and wild apples. She was walking back through the woods when the voices stopped her, "Here lad, give us one of those apples." Ann stopped, she had not seen the two men in the bushes, not surprising the amount of dirt on them, vagrants by the look of them.
One of them stood up and moved to her, "Come on you can spare a couple lad, you got them free enough from the wood." Ann stepped back, "They are for the lord."
"Shit it is a girl, lets have a look at you girl." One of them swept of the hat Ann was wearing both to shield her from the sun and to cover her face.
"Christ, she is an ugly one at that." Ann felt the shame and anger she always felt but what could she do. "I have to go." The man grabbed her arm and the other side, "Let her go, who want to fuck that ugly face." The man leered and grabbed for her, "Who looks at the wall when they are poking the fire, I will shove her hat over her face."
"No, get off me, the lord." The man pulled her easily to him, his hand grabbing where it could, "There is only us and you here girl, now stop struggling or I will give you a slap." Ann struggled uselessly, her strength was no match for his, no woman's was. She raged though, at it, beating her fists uselessly against him and then her blows changed, she changed and her screams became replaced by theirs.
That was five months ago.
Ann had just stood and stared at the two dead bodies covered in their blood, she had killed, broke the commandments, her soul was dammed. She needed to confess to throw herself on the Priests mercy, she looked down at herself. She was a killer, she had stopped them, they where going to force her and she stopped them. But how could she explain, she would be a witch and burnt for sure. Stooping Ann picked up her hat and put it back on her head, what was she to do, she could not stay, and she had to leave.
Then with trembling hands she went through the men's purses taking what meagre coins they had. What could a girl do though? Any more men she met would just take advantage of her. The priests would burn her at the stake and the lords would hang her as a murderer. She would live in the forest, like a hermit that was the right course of action.
She lasted three days, the nights where cold, the woods dark and full of noise and menace. She was a girl, she needed to be with people, she was scared cold and hungry. The wolves howled in the distance and she was afraid and yet her blood raced at the sound and she felt the urge to do something, as if she could howl back. Other noises she could not identify, where they the sound of demons searching for the dammed like her.
Noise and smells brought her to the edge of a clearing, travellers, thieves and rogues some called them but they looked so bright in their colours and fancy caravans. The smell of meat cooking, a stew maybe made Ann move around the clearing until she was near a bubbling pot over an open fire. Her mouth had watered and then a gruff voice had spoken to her. "We don't like thieves boy."
Turning Ann had seen a middle aged man standing behind her, she had never heard him. His eyes examined her and then he reached out and turned her face. "Don't." Ann stepped back her hand covering her mark, scared and embarrassed, why did they always look at that.
"It is not the mark I was looking at girl, come, the old woman needs to see you." Ann shook her head and started to move away. "There will be stew after the old woman has seen you and no one her will harm you." The old woman had scared Ann, her eyes bored into her like they could see her soul and then the woman had spoken. "Aye she is, but she does not fully understand. Send the message."
They had looked after her for three days until a man had come out of the forest and taken a look at her. His eyes had been kind and he was quite handsome in a way but he was old although his voice was kindly. He had spoken to her of a place where she could go and be safe to discover herself as he put it.
It was a new and exciting world Ann entered, one in which she discovered what she was, what she could do and that others like her existed.
To her total delight she discovered that in wolf form the mark was gone, She stood and stared for what seemed an age at the reflection in the pool.
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