[Silent_Wolf]

Name: Calli
Age: 16
Appearance: Fairly scrawny, average height. Has black hair and pale brown eyes.
Personality: Tends to snap a lot, has a short temper, but despite this she's incredibly protective of the people she cares about.
Bio: Calli has never gotten along with her mother, a former upper-class lady who married "for the stupid reason of love." Her father was a working-class butcher who swept the woman off her feet; and currently the marriage is on the rocks, prompting Calli to stay away from home as much as possible.
Daemon: Ahijit, a small black snake.

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Calli wandered through the market, taking care to stay in the edge of the crowd near the stalls. A little farther down, she could hear a shopkeeper yelling at someone who'd stolen a pie; now, who'd do that? She shoved through the crowd to the stall and threw some money down; at least her dad still gave her some money, considering her mother hoarded everything she earned to make herself seem rich when she went out. "I'll have a pie too, there's enough cash for two. Sorry if somebody took one, sir." She used her sleeve to grab a still-hot pie, and a tiny black head stuck its head out to sniff it. "Ahijit! Stop that." She giggled. "Come on." She continued walking, squealing a little as her daemon wriggled up her sleeve to her collar. "Come on, stop it!" She smacked him lightly on the back and found her way to a derelict house. "Hello? Anybody here?" She sat down on the creaky, broken stairs. "I brought pie!"