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Name: Fauve (Pronunciation: -f oh v-)

Age: 17

District: 10

Gender: Female, but she wishes she were a boy

Appearance: Fauve is short, standing at 5"2, with a slim build; she is not one to stand out in the crowd. She had soft brown eyes, and hair the colour dark chocolate. Her skin is clear from any blemishes expect a beauty mark below her bottom lip. Her skin is very tanned and she is more agile then strong but she can hold her own in a fight.

Personality: Fauve is known in her District as the Wild One, she has no parents and she runs free and wild. Well, as free as one can be in the 10th District. She hates the fences and often you will find her there, sitting and watching the fences as they hum with electricity and wonder what the world holds beyond the fence. She longs to be able to just get on her horse and ride until forever ends.

Loyal to those she loves, and a monster to those she hates, Fauve is a hot-tempered girl with ides of her own and a will to do them. She doesn't mind the Games, and she pays close attention to them, for if she was ever reaped, she might know how to survive through the Victors.

Background: She only has one memory of her mother, and of her father? There is none. Ever since she can remember, she had run free and wild, without anyone to tell or what to do or to teach her. She grew up strong and free, and Fauve is glad of that. She roamed the District and people would knew who is was and give her food and shelter sometimes for the night. That is how she lived.

And she loves it

Strengths: Fauve is very agile and strong, she seems to have a connection to animals and can tame pretty much anything. She has an appreciation for all other things wild and often finds things which other people would find ugly, beautiful.

Weaknesses: She had hardly any people skills and she will speak her mind. She is hot-tempered and will lose her temper and fly into a rage. Fauve hates tiny spaces and being confined.

Weapon: She doesn't know much about fighting humans, but she knows traps and the art of disguise. So traps.

Token: Her Gem necklace her mother gave her.

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Time zone: Australian Eastern Standard Time (AEST)

GAMEMAKER REACTIONS

"Fauve. Like the sound of her name." Tris mused. It was past lunchtime yet she was still working her way through her fifth burger.

"Hate to agree with you but yea," Annabeth chimed in though in a grumbling manner.

"I'm like always right." Tris smirks. "Didn't know it took you that long to notice." She swallowed another bite of her beloved burger.

"Haha. Soooo funny." Annabeth rolled her eyes. "But really, Fauve is an awesome name."

"Yes. Love the hot temper too." Tris laughed lightly.

"I sorta feel bad for her family problems but don't we all? I mean experience in the end is really what shapes you so I'm interested how Fauve is going to deal with her problems. How is she going to use the skills she got from her childhood? Assuming she uses them at all of course." Annabeth eyes Artemis Fowl carefully as he decides to walk in then. 

"I see you girls have finally got along." He smirked. 

"Uh no. It's just for today." Tris rolled her eyes but they held the truth. 

"Right. Anyway, I've never been a hot-tempered child myself but I see you two can relate since you both have tempers worse than a two year old toddler. In fact it's hard to relate to her at all. But yes, the skills she picked up during her childhood will prove to be helpful in the future. Maybe not so much now, but guaranteed in the future." He nods his head. "Tris, anything to add?" 

"No. But you're right on the temper part." Tris and Annabeth laugh together. As they did, Tris thought maybe, just maybe they could get along after all.