((Yush! I'll get her up under this post.))

Name||
Sayuri

Age||
Eighteen

Gender||
Female

Species||
Cypher

Rank||
One of the Chosen

Personality||
Sayuri personality when people are around  is much like that of a 6 year old. She is very trusting and doesn't like change and she enjoys dressing up like a doll. She always walks around with her doll Criss(As see in the picture) and she talks to him and he 'talks' back. She is often consider strange and crazy but if everyone leaves her alone she will act her age, and be normal. She acts that way because she is scared of people getting close to her. But she is extremly smart even though you can't tell. But if you get into her mind you'll see how smart she really is. And it is really hard to type out a crazy persons personality so you'll see.

Themesong||
Still Doll by Kanon Wakeshima

Other||
Nothing I can think of.

((Oh, my bio can be posted now. :3 Nomnomnom))

A girl with auburn hair walked down the street full of people, keeping her head down as her shoulders pressed up against other stranger's. Her hair was woven into a French-braided twist and held together by a golden clip. If someone looked closer, they would see that it was also studded with a strange gemstone, one unknown to most. Her hazel eyes had gold around the rim of her pupil, and her face had an oval shape to it. Keeping her head low, the girl checked her watch, also studded with the strange gem, several times before turning into a dead-end alleyway. She walked up to the bricks, touching a hand to them and forming a door where brick had been. As she walked through the doorway, it closed up behind her and disappeared. Her walk changed into a faster jog, glancing over her shoulder every few seconds, as if worried someone would merge through the wall as she just had. She mumbled something in an ancient language as she moved, fading away until she was invisible. Finally, she reached another brick wall, one that this time, no door appeared before her. It was just as well, since the girl de-robed and felt her skin crawl, still getting used to the Change. Feathers grew on her arm and fingertips, flourishing out into wings, and feathers started covering her entire body, until the girl had turned completely into a red-tailed hawk. The bird spread its wings and soared over the wall, looking down on all the humans and scoffing.

((So that’s Callyn’s intro; She shape shifts, and can shape shift things. I might add a human, but not a chosen one, if that’s okay.))