Feral Heart

"I don't need anything," Erica mumbled before looking around. "I say we look for survivors. Meh dog here is well trained, can find anything you want with his nose." Eric walked off a little ways, observing the wreckage. She went into the building she had been trapped in, and unlatched a heavy, thick-plastic fist-aid kit in a big box. She went back to the group, saying, "Hey, does anyone know why some crazy somebody decided to destroy all this?" That would trip up the number one insane somebody in the group, Erica thought.

Marris slid out of the water, onto the beach. His fiery eyes gleamed even more in broad daylight, that it was hard to look him in the eye. He sighed, moving the sand between his fingers. Suddenly, he heated the sand, turning it into glass. He quickly worked it, sifting out the bad particles. The melted glass became clearer as he sifted it. Then Mar began making a shape: a streamlined body, handlike paws, and a dog head and neck-- a telekhine. He let the glass cool in his hands, then put it on the beach. Marris then began loping as fast as he could up the beach. Before he could return to his watery volcano, he needed a few specific potions. He ended up in a gloomy forest, his eyes one of the only lights, besides the small gleam from above.

Erica peered through a doorway. Using all her strength, she pushed the planks that had fallen on top of her away. She got up, wincing, and limped to the door, looking around. She spotted some humans conversing near a broken bench. "Alright." She felt her pockets for her knife, and found it. She dug out her dog among the debris. "Come, Rocky," she called. With her dog at her side, she joined the small group that had gathered. She scrutinized each person suspiciously. "Who are you?"

Name: Erica Welles
Gender: female
Age: 18
Appearance: clik dis
Personality: intelligent and intellectual, extremely smart and calculating, when she is not angry; when angry or suspicious, her feelings are more enhanced, plus being infuriated
History: Find out in the rp
Others: She has a Border Collie mixed with Saluki, a smart runner. And she carries around a yellow glow-in-the-dark Super Tinker Swiss Army Knife. She wears a black shirt under a dark green jacket, with a dark green cap, blue jeans, and deep blue hiking boots. She carries a knapsack, and likes to fashion different models of crossbows, arrows, and such. You'll learn the contents of the knapsack in the rp. :danger danger:

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Erica Welles

Name: Erica Welles
Alias: Erica, Eric
Gender: female
Age: 18
Personality: extremely intelligent, gets frustrated when something is taking too long, tends to have a take-control personality, prefers to be alone when she is upset
?Extremely intelligent and intellectual
?Independent
?Is able to do many physical activities well
?Gets frustrated easily
?Doesn't like others ordering her around
?Can sometimes be stubborn and resistant
Appearance: Very short brown hair, no makeup or anything, jacket, and jeans, round face, brown eyes, lanky
Strength(s): Very smart, able to do many physical things, very independent
Weaknesses: Gets frustrated easily, doesn't like any others ordering her around, is rather stubborn at certain times
Crush: none
Relationship Status: single
Other: Survive Cruise
Theme Song: My Life, Billy Joel