~Been a long road to follow~ -- hide.out || do not enter

*she tilted her head eyes moving from slate to look at Alex for only a brief second before back to Slate. The girl couldn�t be trusted; Amaranth wasn�t the trusting type normally. Get caught trying to steal from her� the results were normally not pretty. she had been surprisingly civilized in this case. Probably something that wouldn�t be seen again. Ever since she was only 7, she has been criticized for her overly violent nature. Some even had went as far as to call it a bloodlust. She was always the first to draw a weapon, she also be the first to slit your throat, that was her father�s blood. She reached behind her as her sister�s tugged on her shirt gripping her hand lightly, her eyes never leaving the form of the stranger. As stated earlier the girl wasn�t to be trusted, and it wasn�t only the stealing that gave her that impression. She dropped her sister�s hand signing the words �not now� well half signed them. They weren�t completely correct, but it got her message across. She was sure her sister would be pissy about being dismissed, but she didn�t really care.*

I don't know who to trust, no surprise
(Everyone feels so far away from me)
Heavy thoughts sift through dust
And the lies
(Trying not to break,
But I'm so tired of this deceit
Everytime I try to make myself
Get back up on my feet
All I ever think about is this
All the tiring and time between
And how trying to put my trust in you
Just takes so much out of me)

Take everything from the inside
And throw it all away
'Cause I swear, for the last time
I won't trust myself with you

Tension is building inside, steadily
(Everyone feels so far away from me)
Heavy thoughts forcing their way, out of me
(Trying not to break
But I'm so tired of this deceit
Everytime I try to make myself
Get back up on my feet
All I ever think about is this
All the tiring and time between
And how, trying to put my trust in you
Just takes so much out of me)

Take everything from the inside
And throw it all away
'Cause I swear, for the last time
I won't trust myself with you

I wont waste myself on you!
You! You!
Waste myself on you!
You! You!

Take everything from the inside
And throw it all away
'Cause I swear, for the last time
I won't trust myself with you

Take everything from the inside
And just throw it all away
'Cause I swear, for the last time
I won't trust myself with you
You! You!

Name: Amaranth

Nickname: usually just goes by Amar, never really acquiring a street name not wanting one

Age: 15

Gender: Female

Family: Sebiya (younger sister)

Street family: Tenaya, Kayla, Khaleah, and Keagan

Appearance: Dirty blonde hair that reaches about her mid-back. Has scars from fighting, and washed out blue eyes.

Personality: Though she could seem somewhat shy around strangers especially when on �their territory�, and though it might take a while for her to warm up to you once you get to know her it�s obvious why she was the �leader� of the gang of street kids. Very outspoken and not afraid to tell whatever is on her mind. She has the kind of air about her which makes one usually want to follow what she says and not fight her. She�s street smart, which also helps explain how she was so easily accepted as leader. She has a short temper though and didn�t think twice as Tenaya(Pena) always put it �slapping someone alongside the head� when they were annoying her, or pull a blade when pissed. She rather gutsy attitude, making her seem almost suicidal or at least as if she didn�t care if she died. She refuses to �submit� to anyone, promising herself never again will she be ordered or told what to do. Though she makes a good friend, it just very hard to reach that part of her. She stands up for her friends, or people that she has taken �under her wing�. Though the last thing one would want to do is get on her bad side, for she is not afraid to kill.

Strange Quirk: Her fear of cameras usually confuses people. She won�t let one near her.

Past: she ran away at age 5 but in truth pretty much lived on the streets her whole life having often come home to finding her parents gone and herself locked out of the house. She raised herself since she was a little baby, usually refusing to return home for days at a time. She lived that way until she couldn�t take her father�s abuse anymore and ran away. She lived alone as a street kids until the age of 8 when her group started to form. When she turned 8 she ran into a normal hiding place for street kids, where she met Pena who despite being older attached herself to the younger girl. This was the beginning of the formation of the gang. After it formed they traveled together, when they traveled to her old city she stopped by to see her old home having some feeling she had too, for some reason. Which is where she found out she had a half sister. She had left the group for a while, to stop the complaining about her sister.