Son faux sourire s'élargit alors que Nina commence à parler. À ce stade, agir comme un être humain normal était presque la seconde nature pour elle. Quand elle a commencé à s'entraîner pour devenir chasseur, elle a oublié ce que c'était d'être un humain. Son humanité lui a été volée et son seul choix était de le reprendre aux griffes des bêtes mortes. À ce stade, sa chasse était bien au-delà de la vengeance - sa chasse n'était que pour éliminer les bêtes avant qu'elles ne puissent éliminer les humains. Bien qu'elle ne se sente plus jamais comme un humain normal, elle avait un devoir envers eux et elle allait suivre cela même si cela la tuait.
Soulevant une main, elle a brossé quelques-uns de ses cheveux blancs sur le côté et hors de ses yeux avant de hocher la tête. "Ça me va très bien! J'ai juste besoin de me mettre les pieds sur le sol et je ne suis pas sûr que nulle part ailleurs engagerait même quelqu'un qui vient juste d'arriver en ville!". Frowning, Anna s'est tournée et est entrée dans son sac avant de retirer sa licence et ce qui semblait être un CV. Tout faux, bien sûr, mais ça l'a aidée à trouver du travail dans tous les endroits où elle a choisi de chasser.
Une fois passée à la jeune fille, elle sourit doucement. "Tout devrait être là. Je vais bien avec le salaire minimum et je suis plutôt en bonne santé, alors soulever et grimper ne devrait pas être trop gênant." Posant un bras vers le bas sur la table, elle recourbé un brin de neige entre les doigts. "Je suis d'accord pour travailler n'importe quand, vraiment, tant que vous ne me tuez pas!"
Avec une secousse d'elle-même, elle se souvenait de ses manières et que cette fille ne voulait probablement pas manger avec un étranger assis en face d'elle. Rising, elle a donné à la jeune fille un demi-smile, mi-smirk qui semblait être assez flirt. Elle voulait ce boulot et elle n'était pas au-dessus d'un flirt sans défense pour l'obtenir. Traînant ses dents le long de sa lèvre inférieure, elle a hurlé à Nina. "Une fois de plus, désolé de vous déranger. Mon numéro de téléphone est là si vous voulez m'appeler."
Avec cela, la jeune chasseuse sortit du restaurant avant de regarder vers la dispersion des étoiles qui pendaient au-dessus de la ville. Anna pouvait entendre des hurlements au loin et savait que ses cibles n'étaient pas très loin d'elle. C'était dangereux qu'elle soit aussi proche mais elle était prête à prendre le risque s'il y avait une chance qu'elle puisse tous les éliminer.
Jusqu'à ce que cela arrive, cependant, elle a choisi de retourner au motel et de se réserver elle-même. Elle avait des recherches à faire sur un Hunter en particulier qui était déjà arrivé en ville.
Name: "The Winter Rose" Originally Anna Roberts but goes by multiple aliases.
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Sexual preference: Whatever is required. Mostly asexual but missions usually require a sensual touch.
Human or werewolf: Human Hunter


Standing at just below five foot, four inches, Anna isn't what most would describe as a threatening Hunter. Although she looks fit enough, she looks in no way ready to take on any werewolf. That's what makes her so good and that's probably why she has so many registered kills with only a few years of hunting under her belt. In terms of actual physical appearance, her hair is a shade of blonde so light that it can almost appear white or even silver at times. Her eyes are a gentle hazel-green colour. Overall, her features contribute to a look of innocence which allows her to gain entry to Wolf Packs and tear them apart from the inside.

Strengths (at least 3):

 A great actress and deceiver with the ability to build an entire false life upon lies.
 Intelligent with a deadly cunning
 Pretty cute - she can usually attract a high-ranking werewolf without much initiative on her own part.

Weaknesses (at least 3):

 Very weak compared to other hunters. If it comes down to a proper fight with one, chances are she'll choose to run instead of fighting it head-on.
 Can let anger cloud her judgement and is usually fuelled by anger itself.
 Can sometimes build an attachment to her prey that can get in the way of the mission.

Personality:
Even amongst werewolf hunters, Anna isn't well-received. Her methods are said to be much too barbaric and brings her too close to werewolf society for her own safety. Not like she cares, of course, she's mostly separated from a lot of the werewolf hunting organisations and will only use them to gather intelligence on a particular prey. The reasons why her methods are viewed as barbaric is that Anna lives two entirely different lives.
On the outside, Anna appears to be a quirky girl who's curious beyond redemption and quick to laugh. It's all a facade, of course - it's her trap that drags in unsuspecting werewolves who would be attracted to her. Females or males, it doesn't really matter. Once Anna finds a target she carries out her mission and eradicates them and possibly members of their pack depending on her cover.
In realty, Anna is cold, calculating and not above using her body or her looks to kill those who she views as her enemies. Hatred powers her motives and anger clouds her morality. If she hasn't developed any form of relationship with the target, she can kill them with ease. She neither cares for their story nor their apparent innocence. Werewolves are werewolves and eventually, one day, they'll be consumed by the beast inside of them. Instead of dealing with them when that happens, like many of her comrades prefer to do, she does some pre-emptive striking, making sure to kill them off before they lose control.
Eager to kill and not above using everything in her arsenal to do so, Anna is a deadly hunter with little to no failed missions. Killing is all she knows now. Killing is all she'll ever know.
History:
Anna was orphaned at a young age after the disappearance of her father and the death of her mother. For a while, her sister and her roughed the streets before they were taken in by an orphanage and raised by the state. They were passed from foster parent to foster parent without anyone ever stopping to even consider adopting them. Who would ever want some vagabond blond and her little sister?
So they existed for the majority of their young lives. Her sister did some things she shouldn't have to help them get by and to try and put Anna through school. Adoption was a lot more likely if the child looked like they could go onto college, after all. Her sister made some sacrifices for her but things began to pick up. There were talks of them getting adopted by a young couple who couldn't have children and Anna was flourishing in school.
Things have a way of being nice to you for a while but then the world finally catches up to you and pulls you down into the dirt. Her sister fell in with the wrong crowd. She was a bombshell so it was no surprise that she garnered the attention of a newly-turned Werewolf. Although the wolf himself wasn't too bad, the pack he was in were less than approving. Their relationship was heavily frowned upon and when the Ulfric caught wind of it, he knew that he had to crack down hard to make sure that none ever dared mate with a normal human - it was bad for the pack's image. He had both Anna and her sister taken in.
No one really knows what happened inside the pack's headquarters but only one teenage girl walked away from it, a bloody silver blade in hand. That girl was not Anna Roberts. Anna Roberts died in that building.
Over the years, tales of a Hunter that is like none other have spread. The reports are garbled and not overly clear but they do details a few features of their assailant. Lips redder than blood and hair as white as snow. A cold beauty with an icy hatred. A winter rose.
Other:
Has a scar along her left thigh that appears to be some sort of scratch. When out hunting, she only arms herself with a curved silver blade.