Name: Suzanne/Zane
Age: 16
Species: White Kougra, green-eyed, with a tail that looks like it's been dipped in blue paint. She wears hoop earrings, with silver on the inside and sapphire on the outside. Usually wears a blue tunic, soft leather boots and dark blue cloak fastened with a silver carved Z. (Don't ask me how she wears the boots. She's supposed to be anthro)
Profession: Krawk/Mystery Island smuggler
Background: Zane comes from a small village on the beaches of Mystery Island. Her father is the leader of a small smuggling group, bringing goods to his brother in Krawk Island. The Chia Cops catch up with them when she is about 12 and her father is captured. He tells Zane to go to Krawk Island and stay with his brother. She stowaways on the ship carrying the smuggled goods.
For the rest, read the story I'm currently working on.... MUAHAHA!!!!
Family: Zane has one cousin in Neopia Central, an Island Aisha called Jasline working as a cop. Jasline is about 19. Her uncle (Eric, or Rick) is a shadowed Lupe and her father (Zegar) is a red Kougra. Eric and Zegar ran away from home because they didn't want to take over the Health Food Shop from Zane's grandfather. Jasline's mother is their oldest sister, a white Lupe called Suria. Suria and her husband are dead.
Excerpt from the story:
My earliest memory was my father kneeling down before me, holding me by the shoulders. I can still remember his calm voice, telling me to stay in the house and to open the door to no one but himself. I was six years old.
My father went out often after that. Since I was a very small child, I could remember him going out, usually twice a week, always at night, on varying days. I did not know about before that, for until the age of six, I was always in bed and asleep when he went. I never knew what he did, nor cared, until the age of nine, when he finally brought me along...
Traits: Zane is strong-willed and stubborn, very attached to her family. She can survive in almost every enviroment and has a fairly cheery personality. She dropped out of Neoschool and learned her letters on her own. She can fight well and knows how to handle a ship.
Weapon: A slim blue-hilted dagger, made of steel and fitting snugly into a sheath in her right boot.
Picture:
This picture is only a modified one, I'll see if I can get myself down and draw out a nice picture.
P.S. That is without a doubt the crappiest dagger I have ever drawn in my life.
