Gender: Female
Age: 16
Physical Description: Bright red curly hair that she keeps in a ponytail or bun. She has bright blue grey eyes that hold a haunted look. Her nose and cheeks have a dusting of freckles that give her an impish look. She is a bit tall at about 5'9". But she doesn't look that tall as she is so shy and nervous. Her skin is very fare.
Personality: Victor goes by Tory and is very shy though if push comes to shove she will protect herself and those she cares for. She is loyal to a fault but it is almost impossible to earn her trust enough for her to care about anyone. She is scared of letting people into her heart and life. She is very intelligent and street smart. She is kind to animals and children but distrusts adults. She is nervous around new people always having her guard up. She doesn't want to be hurt again.
History: When she was little her family got in trouble with the law. They changed their names and started to call Tory by a boy's name. She didn't really care as she didn't mind dressing like a boy and being called Victor. They never stayed anywhere long which didn't seem odd to her. It was all she knew. She loved to travel and this let her travel a lot. But her parents always had this scared look as if they were being hunted. She didn't understand why though.
As she got older things made more sense to her. They were in trouble and running from someone or many someone's she never knew who it was. But they loved her and taught her how to stay safe. But one day she came home to find the house ransacked and all their things destroyed. She walked into the room to find them dead. A person they had trusted turned them into who they were running from. She ran and never looked back. Letting herself be the girl she was again as they were all looking for a boy.
Hound's Name: Lasrial
Gender: Female
Personality: Larsial is a sweetheart. Wanting to make others laugh and smile though she is protective of Tory not letting the girl out of her sight. She is silly at times with those she cares for.
The Summoning: It was a few months after the murder of her parents. She was alone and scared trying to make sure she had enough to eat. She worked odd jobs for different shops and stayed in a room of a kind old lady's house. She was out buying some fruits for the older woman when some boys decided to try and give her some trouble. She didn't let them bother her and taught them a lesson about messing with people. This angered them and they started to harass her. She would ignore them everyday. They weren't worth her trouble. Not at all. They were just an irritant.
As the days went on they got more and more annoying until they pushed her down in an alley destroying the food se had bought. Her anger flared up as she fought back. They ran again but this time she was injured. She was curled up in a ball and passed out. In her passed out state something tugged at her mind. She opened them in a cavern. How had she gotten here? She didn't understand how she had gotten to somewhere underground. A sweet scent of flowers filled her nose. Something happened causing a small pup to appear next to her. Tory looked down at it and something passed between them.
A bond formed as she understood the hound would keep her safe if she would be its friend. And the hound's name was Lasrial. Her mouth opened but no sound came out so Tory just nodded. She then passed out again. Waking up in the be where she slept with the hound curled up next to her. She was walking to the market again this time no one bothered her. She bought some fruit and as her and the hound walked home it looked up at her and she felt a strong urge that Lasrial wanted the fruit in her hand. Tory handed it over and the hound seemed pleased with this.
