I'm not a girly girly girl. Sure I wear skirts sometimes and get dressed up, but I'm more comfortable in jeans or shorts and a tank top or t-shirt. Though if I see a snake it's definitely a girly scream. When my brothers hear that they usually come a running. I love to play sports with the guys and let them know that a girl has what it takes to play too. I have a good head for business, and I am still learning. Keeping track of the day to day business and the bookkeeping isn't that easy I definitely have to use my mind. I'm pretty smart though not as smart as my younger sister Khaleesi. I definitely have street smarts unlike some I've ran across.

[smear:#e6de19]Positive Traits:[/smear:#e61994:0]
1)Ambitious: Driven by the desire to achieve a particular goal.
2)Creative: Having the power or inclination to bring new things into existence.
3)Easygoing: Casual in manner and mindset.
4)Sentimental: Being strongly influenced by feelings or emotional sentiment.
5)Organized: Being orderly and systematic in one's handling of matters.
6)Passionate: Being capable of or expressing deep feeling.

[smear:#195be6]Negative Traits:[/smear:#9c19e6:0]
1)Perfectionist: Perceiving anything less than perfection as failure.
2)Stubborn: Unyielding or obstinate.
3)Workaholic: Someone who works compulsively, sacrificing other interests and responsibilities.
4)Pessimistic: Inclined to focus on the negative and expect the worst possible outcome.
5)Worrywart: Inclined to excessive worrying.
6)Superstitious: Believing that omens and symbols can have specific prophetic meaning and that certain ritualistic practices will influence events.

My parents both came from old money. Born and raised in New York. Manhattan mainly in penthouses. They went to elite private schools along with the Astors and Carringtons as well as others. Dad was invited to join the 69'ers when it was established back in New York by the Forrester brothers along with the Astor brothers. He declined though having become a Son of Anarchy along with one of his best friends Clyde Hopper. Dad says he and mom hated one another as kids, but it turned into something electrifying for them as they became teenagers. From what I remember of my mother she was definitely a force to be reckoned with. Mom died giving birth to Khaleesi when I was two. Dad had help from Taylor Hopper and Elizabeth Astor after mom died with a few other old ladies to help him out with seven of us kids at the time.

A few years later dad met a lady from Tucson, Arizona. They ended up getting married, and dad transferred to Tucson. Where he rose up in the charter becoming the president there. To this union three more kids were born bringing us up to ten kids in total. Ryler was born, and a year after she had Raphaela and Berkle. Twins, but not identical. I was four when Ryler was born. My step mother ran off with the UPS driver shortly after having the twins, and dad well he never remarried after she ran off leaving him again with babies on his hands. He was through with women. He still missed my own mother who he had deeply loved.

Growing up I was a tomboy with four older brothers and one right after me. I learned from a young age how to get my way in the crowd of boys. I adored my baby sister Khaleesi when she was born, and we grew close as we grew up. At least she had me there for when she had her first period and other firsts that girls go through. Me I had to be embarrassed asking dad about it. He had just groaned and called Taylor who came for a visit with her kids and got me through it. That was definitely embarrassing. Especially when my older brothers had been around when I just had to ask. With dad going straight to the phone to call Taylor I had grown scared thinking I was dying, and actually started crying and got a bit hysterical. Which had made my brothers run. Even though Taylor had come to help me out dad had handed the phone to her when I grew hysterical letting her handle it as he fled too.

My brothers avoided me for awhile after that. I wasn't like Khaleesi who lost herself in books and daydreaming. Or studying for that matter. I'd rather be out playing with the boys doing sports or riding in motocross. Things like that. I was the ultimate tomboy. Still Khaleesi and I were close which was a good thing even if we did have two younger sisters we were still outnumbered by our brothers. I was like a shadow when it came to my older brothers. Ren just took it in stride, but it probably aggravated my other brothers.

I was thirteen when dad was killed by a Mayan. I felt like the life had been sucked out of me. It was hard after that, and I would try to hide it when I did cry. It was hard to do that especially when I kept breaking down. I wanted to bring the Mayan back to life that had killed my dad and kill him all over again wanting him to be in agony like I was. I was pissy with Ren for awhile getting to have the honor of taking that Mayan out. I wanted to go with him a few years later when he went after the other Mayans, but we all know he would never allow that. Ren changed becoming harder after dad was killed. Though I think it all took a bit of light out of all of us. Ren's the one who got to get the vengeance for us.

I barely made it through high school. I only got a good enough grade so I wouldn't have to ride the bench during sports. It was the sports that I loved about school. I played softball, basketball, volleyball, track and field. I was all around and lettered in all of them. I had few girlfriends since most of them were dunderheads and just wanted to get close to my brothers. At least they would put the girl in their place when that did happen. Which was only less than a few times, before I realized what was happening. The last girl I caught on right away, and punched her getting suspended from school for a week. No I didn't get into trouble at home for sticking up for myself. My brothers were the one who taught me how to fight after all.

After graduation I joined the bounty hunter business my brothers had started up. Of course they wouldn't let me do anything but the book work, and answer phones. Saying it wasn't safe for me to help with the actual jobs we took on. Well when one came in one day it intrigued me so I kept it to myself. Actually went undercover into it to get intel on them. Unfortunately I was ratted out, and ended up in the hospital after they almost killed me. Boy were my brothers pissed, but at least it opened their eyes up. They were able to bust up the job that I had been looking into, and got a really good bounty on the ones they caught.

I was ready to head back out there, but my brothers detoured me. Instead of totally stopping me though they trained me in the field. Biggest lesson I learned was never to go in alone without any kind of backup. I wasn't going to let my guard down again, and almost get killed. I wasn't totally stupid. Yeah it was a harebrained scheme going in before undercover on my own. I will admit that. I learned a lot from my brothers and been helping the last few years on all of the bounties taken in. Whether actually in the field or in the office I did both.

Khaleesi wasn't able to get a job in the school district here with all of our brothers that were of age a Son of Anarchy. We were born into the life though and ignored how others had looked down on us over the years because of it. When the Astors told us of the new charter in Washington, California as well as the new school we discussed it as a family and made the decision to move. The kids would be better off in a biker school where they wouldn't get benched or not picked at all for coming from a biker family. So we were off to Washington. Khaleesi pretty much already had shoo in job being who she was, but she wanted to try it on her own. So the rest of us stopped at the General store when we got to Washington while she headed on down to the hotel to see about a job teaching.