Melinda Phelps

Full Name: Melinda Phelps
Nicknames: Mel
Age: 24
Species: Were puma - Made
Family: Father Aaron Phelps Deceased, Mother Louise Phelps alive living in Toronto. Older brother Winston, Older brother Stephen, Older sister Mary-Anne
Residence: Rose Point
Occupation:
Position: None
Personality: Melinda is a spoiled brat with a chip on her shoulder who thinks the world owes her a favour. She's used to having everything she wants and not having to work to get it, she's used to having people fawn all over her and suck up. When she was turned and cast away from her family and sent to go hide, it made her bitter, angry and jealous, and something Melinda still has not gotten over yet. She deals with it partying too much, spending too much and acting with dangerous abandonment with little regard to rules or conscience. Melinda knows that and is practically daring the world around her to say, come get me, knock me off my high horse.
Strengths: Melinda dealt with the actual shift pretty well and gained control over her beast, putting her at a dominant status. She's stronger and faster and heals quicker than a human. Melinda has a creative gift as well - she likes to make and design things - clothes, jewellery, purses, shoes. She's a pretty good artist and has recently mastered the art of designing tattoos and piercing. She's not the brightest person in the world, and often relies on her gut instincts, which gives her an enhanced sense of accomplishment when she gets things right.
Weaknesses: Melinda is used to having things done for her. Having to things for herself makes her irritated. She whines a lot. She's rude and has little respect for authority and rules. She likes to do what she wants, not what people think she should be doing. Following her gut instincts are just as much of a hindrance as a help. Melinda dives in without thinking of the consequences of what might happen. She's very proud and hates asking people for help or assistance, even when she knows she needs it.
Physical Appearance: In a word - gorgeous. Melinda is a lovely sight to behold. She's tall, standing at 5'7, and has unblemished, flawless skin the colour of cream. Her facial features are perfect, doe shaped brown eyes framed with thick long lashes, sculpted cheekbones and desirable lips. Melinda's proudest feature is her hair, a cascading fall of ruby red curls that shimmer, reaching midway down her back. Melinda is blessed with a curvy figure, an ample chest and delicious long legs.
Special Notes:

History

: Melinda's family were born and bred Toronto natives. They came from old money on their mother's side and were extremely wealthy. Melinda, along with her siblings, was spoiled rotten. Melinda was the wild child, the problem who was always getting into trouble at school - simply because she knew she could and could get away with it. During her last year of college Melinda attended a party, where she hooked up with a guy and had a passionate night, he liked it rough, and Melinda didn't object. She woke with bites and scratches on her body. Melinda thought nothing of it, until when she went home for a holiday, and her older sister Mary-Anne noticed the bruises and asked what happened. Melinda wasn't one for keeping secrets, so told her. Mary-Anne asked if the guy could have been a were-animal. She dragged a protesting Melinda to the doctors were tests were performed and Melinda was indeed confirmed to have were animal in her blood. Puma to be exact.

Melinda shrugged it off, her first shift went well, and Melinda gained control over her beast quickly, but roaming around her mother's mansion in panther form turned out to be a very bad idea. Melinda's mother was mortified that Melinda had become a were animal, and was convinced it would be a huge scandal. So she paid Melinda to disappear. Melinda was livid, but took the money. Her older brother Winston mentioned she might want to try Hope, she didn't know why, but figured it was as good a place as any to try.