CAIWA, zuleika anah

[zuleikacaiwa]

ZULEIKA ANAH CAIWA !?
'Not all is lost.. not everyone knows they are lost.'

FULL NAME Zuleika Anah Caiwa
NICKNAMES Anah, Zulei, Zuu
AGE Twenty-six
GENDER Female
BIRTHDAY January 15th
SPECIES Werewolf
ALLIANCE Darkness
SEXUALITY Heterosexual

PLAY-BY Micaela Dietrich
EYES Medium gray, sharp and defined.
HAIR Platinum blonde, shoulder length, disheveled with rough, wild curls.
BODY TYPE Slim and angular.
HEIGHT 5'9"
WEIGHT 137 lbs
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES Long, lean legs. Striking hair color. Piercing eyes with a collected, yet burning expression. Porcelain skin. Arm and leg wraps to protect her cherished skin in those areas. Nose ring. Stub tail in werewolf form.
STYLE Elegant clothing from the eastern cultures of the world. Usually adorning herself with dresses. Make-up ranges from dramatic to minimal. Jewelry may be extravagant.

LIKES

• Blood and gore
  
• Beautiful skin
  
• Play fighting
  
• Singing and poetry, sweet words, language
  
• Heat and fire
  
• Birds, other feathered things
  
• Unpredictability
  
• High places
  
• Crystals, precious metals and stones
  
• Dry environments
  
• Tracking
  
• Herbs and plants
  
• Secrets
  

DISLIKES

• Routine, lack of stimulation or challenges
  
• Mockery or being laughed at
  
• Relying on others
  
• Sweet foods
  
• Perfume and cologne
  
• Cold, wet places
  
• Getting "attached"
  
• Not having enough territory of her own
  
• Loud noises
  
• Low resources
  

STRENGTHS

• Zealous and decisive
  
• Bold
  
• Extremely keen senses, smell and hearing
  
• Generous
  
• Has high quality, regal sense of taste
  
• Perceptive
  
• Abnormally fast in werewolf form, even for her kind
  
• Discreet with secrets
  

WEAKNESSES

• Ruthless, Predatory
  
• Disloyal and divisive
  
• Impulsive and distrusting
  
• Has Hyperacusis
  
• Elusive
  
• Chemically unbalanced in human form
  
• Steals things
  
• Can have an unstable body
  

HABITS

• Sometimes growls in her sleep
  
• Much calmer and more hospital in werewolf form
  
• Will savagely murder or steal if she gets too hungry
  
• Huffs and snorts when angry
  
• Clawing the bark off trees
  
• Hanging carcasses for later consumption
  

FEARS

• Drowning
  
• Becoming obese
  
• Learning the truth about a certain past lover
  
• Seeing her dead sister
  

DESIRES

• Make other people as miserable as she
  
• To find something pure in this life worth living for
  
• To run from her pain
  

SECRETS

• Is an arsonist
  
• Wants to commit suicide
  

OVERALL
Overall, Zuleika comes across as heartless. She takes what she wants and gives what she wants. She is decisive and when she makes her choices they rarely change. Her gambling, careless nature coupled with her intense passion can be overwhelming to many, like a steamroller plowing over a pile of kittens. She's ruthless in her dealings, making most cruel people appear affectionate. When she wants something she doesn't take 'no' for an answer which puts her in toxic, high-risk situations. She knows she has nothing to lose because deep down she just wants to die. She's never satisfied and won't stop taking people down with her. Who knows if she will ever come to her senses or if she's even capable of feeling remorse again.

Despite being incredibly dangerous and difficult to work with, she is a miraculously skilled fighter. She is capable of solving harsh problems and has a powerful influence on others.. when she chooses to. She knows that nothing can stop her from accomplishing what she wants because everything she sets her mind to she achieves in stride. Her senses are heightened due to a rare chemical imbalance. It makes her faster and more sensitive to her environment, but also has drawbacks. For instance, getting severely depleted physically if pushed too hard will cause her to hibernate in sleep for days, she can be reactive and emotionally unstable, has reoccurring violent nightmares and blood-lust episodes. Her hearing is also unusually keen and certain frequencies are cripplingly painful to her ears.

Beneath all the garbage there is a flicker of light. When someone shows kindness to her she is one to likely shower them with generosity. Stalking them to return the favor is not something unusual for her. Her return of love may also be unwarranted. As a human she's psycho. As a werewolf she's warm and inviting. Actually quite tolerant, as if she was a completely different being.

MOTHER Biological mother unknown. Adoptive mother is Hafsa Khalilah Abadi - Whereabouts not pinpointed exactly
FATHER Biological unknown. Adoptive father is Waheed Haidar Rahat Abadi - Deceased
SIBLINGS Kitnie Sabah Caiwa - Deceased at age seventeen.
OTHER PERSONS OF IMPORTANCE N/A
ETHNICITY Australian.
WEALTH STATUS Well set. Adoptive parent is moderately wealthy due to recent inheritance from deceased husband.
OVERALL
Abandoned at a young age with her older sister, Zuleika joined a family who had tragically lost their own two young children in a car accident. The family was deeply grieved and lost in sorrow, mourning for the death of their loved ones. When the opportunity presented itself again to care for two more children, they did not hesitate to take the two girls under their warm wing.

Eventually the family split. Divorce, drug use and alcohol tore the family apart at the core. The father moved to another country away from his once very loved wife. He was disowned by the rest of his family back there, as it is incredibly dishonoring to leave a wife behind with children and not provide for them. He brought great shame upon them and commit suicide. The mother remained, attempting her best to keep things from crumbling. She was slowly fading, withering in her pain. She did not know how to cope and would often leave the pre-teens alone for days to get lost in fornication, gambling and drug abuse to numb her pain. After all, she had never truly grieved for her first two biological children. Never let the sting of their deaths subside in her heart and mind. She knew she could not care for more children and felt sorry for herself, being a failure of a person in her perception.

The two sisters were inseparable. They had each other through the times of crisis. They did have their moments, fighting and quarreling, but always love toward one another in the end. It was only death itself that could divide them. When Kitnie was seventeen, she had a seizure while swimming and drown in the ocean. They never found her body. Zuleika was devastated and in shock. She saw her go under but not come back up. The waves were violent that day, and her body went out to be devoured by the sea. To this day Zuleika still denies she is dead. Denies her sister went away. Somewhere deep down.. she knows she isn't coming back.. but how will she cope? Will her mother return? How long will she last.. Is there any hope?

NAME/ALIAS Dulce
AGE 140
TIME ZONE PST
HOW YOU FOUND US Advertising a while back
OTHER CHARACTERS N/A
RP SAMPLE

The dog jumped over the fence. His paws shuffled in the dew saturated grass, stirring up green blades. It was useless. He would never find what he was looking for. His mind was delusional. Reality escaped the grasp of his flesh. In spite of his pea-sized brain struggling to stay sane, a sliver of it did realize he had gone mad, having torn through the quaint neighborhood like a possessed rabbit. All for an imaginary little girl that had sweetly patted him on the head and then ran away. He whimpered as her giggles faded away into the distance some place he could no longer discern.

Immense weight pulled his ragged ears down. His dark eyes sagged and his head drooped. How he felt pathetic. Being left behind like that. His steps were slow and he appeared as if he had been given too much to drink by the way he stumbled about.

A pine cone collided with his paw, sending it sprawling ahead, bouncing through the street like a fluttering bird. His head whipped up and his tail wagged carelessly, his body standing rigid with delightful interest. Suddenly he had forgotten all his pain. How wonderful this new object was! Immediately he happily bounded after it with a cooing bark. He had a new toy! Then.. there was something new.

Screeching tires and asphalt cut into the air. There was a heavy thud. The stench of hot rubber tarnished the fresh spring air. A pint-sized toddler wailed, still sitting in his diapers with spaghetti sauce coating his delicate hands and sad, chubby cheeks. A man got out of the vehicle to help as a woman screamed, rushing from the house nearby. She swooped the toddler up and coddled him as tears rushed down her flushed face. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice shaky, glancing warmly at the lump on the ground. It was the dog, who had carried the small boy out of the road, saving him from the collision with the car. If only she had known he had intended to eat him.

[EMILY]