Mary-Katherine 'Katie' Carter.
22.
❒ single ❒ taken ✔ werewolf, immortal and cursed.

 people in the dark forest

Hello there, I'm Mary-Katherine, or Katie I like to be called, and if it wasn't clear enough, you could say that I'm new in this California. I was born and raised in England, but that changed when something happened. Everything after that is simply too mad to describe which is why I ran away from the place I had cherished for so many years, leaving friends and family behind without them knowing where I exactly am this very moment. Meanwhile I'm in California, I try to have a normal life. One of the jobs that goes with the description of having a normal life is being the owner of a bookstore, which is exactly what I am.

Part of a rpg.
Are you afraid of the big bad wolf?

june-novak:

So do I get my own parade? Famous people get parades. Nice to meet you too, Katie!

I reckon you might… It is however quite an exceptional idea. Tell me, June, have you lived in California long? 
 

dean-ericka:

Magicians? They’re douchebags. All wazy and glittery and stuff. Now tell me, how is that not gay?

Again, you’re very right. I once met an old witch, which is in my mind the exact same thing as a magician, and she ruined my life. After all those years, I still haven’t found her. I can’t believe I was so ignorant back then…
 

june-novak:

NOPE. I know you’re all disappointed. ~

You must be the famous June! I’ve heard lots about you, though it’s nice to finally meet you, I’m Katie.

dean-ericka

Sorry sweetheart, y’know what they say. A great magician never reveals his tricks.

You have a very good point there. I liked magicians when I was younger, though I loathe most of them now.


“Phases of her childhood lurked in her aspect still. As she walked along today… you could sometimes see her twelfth year in her cheeks, or her ninths sparkling from her eyes; and even her fifth would flit over the corners of her mouth now and then.” 

“Phases of her childhood lurked in her aspect still. As she walked along today… you could sometimes see her twelfth year in her cheeks, or her ninths sparkling from her eyes; and even her fifth would flit over the corners of her mouth now and then.” 

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