Leah Clearwater {finished}

[leah]

Leah Clearwater

"I’m happier now, as a part of your pack, than I have been in years."

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the basics

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Name: Leah Clearwater
Nicknames: Leah; Lee - lee
Age: 18; 36
Birthday: 2nd of June 1991
Species: werewolf
Occupation: student
Sexuality: straight
Hometown: La Push[/left]

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THIS SHIPWRECK FROM SET-SAIL
TONIGHT THEY'LL HELP TO FIND A WAY
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the appearance

Eyes: brown
Hair: brown; smooth
Height: 5'5
Weight: 115lbs
Build: she is thin and tall
Distinguishing features: her eyes
Playby: Rachel Lutterll

Overall Appearance: at least 2 thick paragraphs

Leah is often described as a beautiful young woman.
She has dark brown eyes and hair. Her skin, unlike the other Quileute Indians, it is paler. She only reaches a height of about 5’5” and is very petite in her build. She is a beautiful woman and there are many people who would be willing to openly agree if she wasn´t so complicated. Leah has unlike the most other Quileute a bit paler skin. Leah has middel long light brown hair, there is a slight wave to it. She has a small nose and high cheek bones. She has a big smile when she decides to smile. Most of the time she looks serious and confident as well.

She was always thin and looked good. All her life Leah had basically worn jeans and a shirt. Her shirts are normally v-neck tee’s or shirts with prints on them although those are normally short enough to reveal a bit of her midsection. There are occasions when she was halters tops and spaghetti strapped shirts but they have to be comfortable and not too tight. Leah always has been and always will be about comfort when it comes to her clothing.

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WHEN ALL IS SAID AND DONE
WORDS CAN BREATHE MORE LIFE THAN DEATH
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the personality

Likes:
+ her family
+ beeing a werewolf
+ running
+ drawing
+sunshine
Dislikes:
- Sam
- Vampires
- Her bad memories
- spending time with vampires
- seeing the other pack memebers peek at her when she's phasing
Strengths:
+ Her family
+ Her sarcasm
+ Her cunning
Weakness:
-Sam
- Her temper
- Her bad attitude
Fear:
- that she never gets over Sam
- To get killed

Secrets:
- Still feels something for Sam
- That her feelings get hurt easily

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Leah is a stand strong girl. While she is still a typical girl with the emotions and temperament of one, she has the confidence and boldness to stand out, and hold her own. While the 'change' first took her she became bitter, and cold. When she followed Jacob away she learned to relax and have fun again.

Sassy, classy and very sarcastic, Leah also has a mean streak which has been known to stop people in their tracks. Leah can be kind and gentle when she wants to, and feels up to it. But being the only female wolf, then only girl among men, she tends to try to stay meaner. Also, very protective of her little brother, Seth, who also happens to be a Shapeshifter. Loyal, temperamental and bold even a human Bella could tell that Leah's bite would be worse than her bark, and even that was bad.

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THE INNER SENSE OF PEOPLE
TOUCHING ON SECRETS, LETTING DOWN HAIR
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the history

Parents: Sue Clearwater, Harry Clearwater
Siblings: Seth Clearwater
Pets: none
Other: Emily Young her cousin

Overall History: at least 2 thick paragraphs[/right]
Leah had the normal childhood for a girl growing up on the reservation. Played in the woods, the beach, went to school, and watched the-oh-so-pretty-boys grew to men. When Leah got into college, she found one man she could spend the rest of her life with. Sam Uley. He was everything she wanted. Leah was happy. Then came the changes...

Sam disappeared for two weeks, and left Leah and his friends and family frantic and worried. Finally Sam came home. Leah was so happy, so relived and....hurt... Sam was not normal. He was withdrawn and keeping to many secrets. Too many lies came between them. Leah, however, stayed beside him, prepared to deal with anything and everything in order to have Sam.

Her best friend, and family member Emily, came to visit and it was that event that would start Leah's spiral downfall. Sam left her for Emily. It was easy to see how happy they were together. Leah gritted her teeth and put on a brave face. When Emily asked her to be a bridesmaid Leah said yes, but the bitterness started.

It would not be until the day her own change came that Leah would understand. Imprinting, changing....and mind links. It was hard. It hurt to see herself though all the guy's eyes. The pity. Sam's pity and guilt. It often made her lash out at them. Thinking of things to make them hurt. Glad they hurt and stopped thinking of her. She became a pain in there ass. She made hers become the worst thing about their change.

When her Father learned of her change, it gave him a heart attack and that would be what killed him. It only made her more bitter. Harder. Colder. Things got worse when her baby brother joined the pack days later. Anger at his lost of a 'innocent childhood' as well as her own life would push her to be even worse.

Jake would be what saved her. Ironically. When left disbanded from the pack over the bloodsuckers, she thought long and hard and then left with him. She became happier and easier to live with away from Sam. She could finally heal, forgive herself, and learn to move on (If not become nicer to Jake at least). She understood where Jake was going, understood the long dark hole of bitterness. She and Jake would become friends. Once he decided to keep his own pack, Jacob names Leah as his 'Beta'.

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I SEE THEM ON YOUR FACE
SO THIS IS WHERE THE PROMISE BREAKS
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the out of character

Name: Adria
Age: 19
Contact: pm me
How you found us: over a twilight rpg
Other characters: none yet.

Roleplay Sample:
from another site where I play Rosalie.

There was a violent clash and then silence; ear shattering, mind numbing silence as Rosalie slid to the floor, her back against the concrete of the wall in the garage. She kept her eyes squeezed shut, fists and jaws clenched as she finally sat on the floor, her breathing no longer existent. She leaned her head back against the wall, opening her golden eyes to stare at the bright light, shielding her eyes with her hand. She finally stood to walk to the other end of the garage, leaning down to pick up the now bent and useless metal wrench. She sighed, frustration still heating her cold and empty veins. She stared at the wrench in her hand, her mind now empty. It had been a good day, and that was the main problem. Everything in her day had gone the way she either needed it all to go or wanted it all to go. She still had that feeling overwhelming her though, almost like a constricting feeling in her chest. She felt awful, just indescribably upset over nothing.

In a way she had learned to live with moods like this, trying harder than usual to make people believe she really was happy and wasn’t carrying something around with her. If only she could believe it herself. She jumped slightly when her silence was broken by the sharp pang of the wrench hitting the floor, its brief echo lead her back into silence as she left it to sit there, running a hand through her hair to push it out of her face as she pushed the door open to lead her into the rest of the house. She looked to the clock in the staged kitchen, its ticking louder to her than ever before, she winced with each little click the second hand would make, able to hear the echo and space between each second.

Was it really possible for her life to be thrown so off balance just because he was away for a weekend? She had been parted from him before, for longer periods of time. She even lived without him for many, many years before Emmett even entered her life. Why now was it suddenly so hard to breathe? She reached for the counter to regain her balance, still staring at the clock, about to hit midnight and mark four days of his absence from the Cullen house in Forks. The rain was just the torturous harmony to the now memorized rhythm of ticking. She shut her golden eyes once more, or at least she thought they were golden. Rosalie struggled to allow her eyes to flutter open again, but failed. She kept them closed to be connected with the thought and memory of his face.

It took her strength to be able to lift her lids and carry herself to the nearest mirror, leaning in to find a small glowing and golden rim around her black pupil. The girl took a step back, just staring at her skin, constantly blanched, the natural ruby of her cheeks that would be present had been long gone. Though right now her marble like skin seemed to take more ivory, almost making her seem like her skin had faded into nothing more than paper. She felt too afraid to move, for the fear that if she did she may rip open and every emotion may splatter to the floor, showing the wold her moment of weakness. She was only glad everyone else was busy, either hunting as well or in their rooms. Rosalie shut her eyes once more, trying to keep herself held together by crossing her arms over chest and almost clutching her shoulders. You are pathetic Rose she told herself, she shouldn't need to depend on him this much, but with all of the happenings lately, brought on by a little miss somebody sitting a few rooms above her, she had a right to worry.

It wasn't until she could hear the familiar roar of a large engine, most likely belonging to an off-roading SUV she would think if she wasn't absolutely positive of who it was. Without thought or hesitation, the dizziness faded, her skin was once again like a diamond and every sound that was plaguing her her head and making it pound disappeared as she rushed out the door and back into the garage, not stopping as he slid out of the Jeep. Rosalie nearly jumped on him, wrapping her arms around him all in one swift motion, paying no attention to Jasper or Carlisle getting out of the Jeep as well and passing smirks to each other. Why did this girl have to bring so much worry to their life, and why did no one else care but her? She abandoned thoughts about that before sliding her hands to his cheeks and looking into his eyes, a more intimate greeting than anything she could have ever asked for.

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I PAID MY DUES SO DON'T BE RUDE
DON'T FIGHT, I JUST WANT YOU TONIGHT
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the credits

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