Celty ouvrit un œil au bruit du mouvement, sa main saisit fermement son couteau de poche. Si l'enfer de la nuit précédente devait continuer, elle serait au moins prête. Dormir dans les arbres était en fait plus confortable puis penché contre un mur. Son dos était raide et dur. Voyant que le mouvement n'était que Quinn, elle ouvrit les deux yeux et s'étendit légèrement, espérant soulager une partie de la tension dans son dos.
"Bonjour, dormez?" Celty demanda à une voix basse de ne pas réveiller les autres qui dormaient encore. Elle n'aimait pas faire des ennemis alors elle lui a tiré un léger sourire. "Tu te lèves assez tôt. Toujours debout devant tout le monde?" Elle ajouta alors qu'elle se tenait debout et s'étirait à nouveau. Son dos a sauté et elle a soupiré avec soulagement. "Il faut admettre que l'arbre était un peu plus accueillant."
Name: Celty Farron
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Bio:
Celty grew up with her brother. Together they played ‘War’, a game where they joined together to battle mystical creatures and other people to save the world. It was their own form of house. She grew up as a tomboy with her brother until he was drafted into the war on her 19th birthday. Following in his footsteps Celty joined the US Air Force and became a pilot. She flew various missions: dangerous ones, easy ones, ones that almost got her blown out of the sky.
She then left service a couple years before everything went down and moved to a more rural area. Hunting for fun, she learned quickly how to use a bow and butcher animals for food. Celty stayed mostly to herself in a cabin, but did go to towns on occasion when she wanted something different to eat or needed anything in particular.
When things went down and the world went to hell Celty quickly packed what she needed into a backpack and began to travel. She feared large cities so she kept her distance from them. Being smart about her moves, she never stayed in one place for too long. Surviving meant hunting and scavenging while also being smart when it came to trusting other people.
While traveling with a small group she heard rumors of a group called the Blood Army. Choosing to stay away from them she broke away from the small group and went back on her own, where she felt safest at the moment.
Personality:
Shy around new people but daring. Not one for long, drawn out conversations. Celty is a social antisocial person. Pretty ironic, but when she gets to know someone and trust them, she will do whatever she can for them, but until she knows them she is weary and cautious around them. Celty is also polite and soft spoken, often useful when breaking up an argument or settling a dispute. Great negotiator, and no quick to make snap judgments. Patient and calm in stressful or intense situations.
Also very caring and almost acts like a sister to hose she's close with.
Gear: What you travel with. I'd like it to be set up like this:
-Weapon 1 (optional): Tactical bow, with place for arrows 
-Weapon 2 (optional): Sniper rifle, with silencer 
-Clothing: Ripped jeans, black tank top with a loose shirt over, sweater tied around her waist, moccasin style boots
-Items: In her backpack she has a flashlight, lighter, small rock and hardwood to make new arrows, a couple bottles for water, small rations of food, cloth scavenged from bodies, and a switchblade she keeps on her hip
Role:
Celty is a survivor who lives off the land, never staying in one place too long. Due to her shyness, she keeps to herself mostly, but will interact with other survivors that she trusts enough to.