Name : Zaccury Fugate

Nick names : Zac, Girly,

D.O.B. : 02/02/1991

Age : 18

Status : Single, not looking, at least not actively.

Blood type : AB

Gender : Female

Species : Seems to be a Normal Human But is Werecaracal.

Height : 5'1"

Weight : 139 lbs

Hair Color : Brown Dull

Build : Zac's build isn't too special. She's not thin, she's sorta stuck at a medium, one where she gets hardly any curves but still has much meat to her bones. Really, she doesn't give a rats ass more than half the time, but once in a while when she see's a good body in , she's a little envious.

Complexion : Usually an olive tan unless she hasn't seen much sun. It is rare for her to be pale, if she is, it means something has changed. Though, despite all the, she still has, half the time, rings under her eyes from staying up too late and not getting enough sleep.

Orientation : Pansexual

Personality : High-strung, annoyed, cheerful, shy, pessimistic, quick to anger, not afraid to retaliate, grumpy, tries to act tough, confused, blunt, sometimes she can be cheerful and embarrassed. She also hates her conscience; if she's done something wrong, or witnessed it she can hardly sleep. But all in all, despite her highs and lows, she tries to express it in a chill manner unless it's close to the full moon.

Occupation : She's been looking for work.

Abilities : Normal Were stuff, nothing much special. Though she's less strong and more fast due to her size and breed. Climbing, jumping and such things, she can do very well.

Knapsack : Ten paperback novels, a notebook, three mechanical pencils, a pen, a pack of gum, two bottles of lotion, a pack of six D&D dice, a V for Vendetta action figure, a lighter, a small bead purse, a water bottle, a folder of papers and a CD player with a CD holder case. [She never packs light]

Jewelry : A necklace with a crystal wrapped in Olive and Tan tiny beads.

Normal Clothes : Something comfy. Earthy tones usually.

Injuries : None

Ailments : She only has three fingers on her right hand, her pinky and ring finger were cut off.

Smells like : Coconut-Lime or Tangerine-orange-peach lotion she religiously puts on her hands and has an odd small of cat to her, but only someone with an animal-like nose or sense of smell could tell that scent.

Likes : Easy going people, casual people, good food, milk, nature, trees, the Song 'Deep Forest', snow, grass, kids in general, books, reading, weres' that aren't very common, strange creatures, unique people, banter, ferrets, dogs, that one pair of jeans that makes your heart sing[you know the ones], green eyes, plants, tomboys, gay guys, smart people.

Hates : A pack of werewolves... You know who you are, spiders, drama, when people cry, Desperate people, people who just don't try, giving up on people, mushrooms, drugs, alcoholics, rude people, books being destroyed, sharp objects, how short she is, her boobs[or lack of therefore], Shih tsu's, those people that think they're singing is freakin' perfect when no one has a perfect voice, pink, red, loud people, unfaithful people, badly cooked tofu, RAP, HIPHOP, singing a sour note [and she knows when she does it], her hair, dresses that poof, GGG sized boobs, Magic healing, being touched on a first meeting And people who see themselves as flawless.