<a class="postlink" href="http://c8.img.v4.skyrock.net/6792/85006792/pics/3124741387_1_3_SSu7z4vj.jpg">[ img ]</a>(adult)<br/><a class="postlink" href="https://sphotos-a.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-prn1/p480x480/923261_246568425481134_994862200_n.jpg">[ img ]</a>(child)<br/>Name: Blaze Stiles<br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/>Blaze let out a cry of surprise as two hands shoved her backwards, making her fur boots slip on the ice covering the sidewalk. Flailing around as her boots kept sliding to and fro, there was no way she could find balance while her feet refused to stop moving. A soft yell escaped her as her body tipped backwards and seconds later she was covered with snow from falling in the five foot pile of snow behind her. Sniffling as she felt the burning tears stream down her cheeks, Blaze sat up and brushed the snow off her coat with shaky hands.<br/><br/>"Aww is the poor baby crying?" A boy around her age said in a baby voice. Him and his two friends snickered, finding it worth while to make fun of her since she had no parents to protect her.<br/><br/>Several years back, Blaze's parents had been killed in a house fire. Blaze remembered it all vividly as if it had happened seconds ago. Her father had been playing dolls with her, laughing and teasing her about how she had sloppily chopped off the hair on one of her favorite dolls. Then suddenly the sound of shattering glass could be heard from the kitchen and a scream was heard from her mother. Fear and dread suddenly replaced her dad's happy mood as he bolted off the carpet and ran yelling into the kitchen. There was a cry of pain, sobs soon following before a pair of strong arms wrapped around Blaze's waist. Being lifted into the air gave her the lift she needed to be able to see a burning body in the kitchen, fire spreading quickly throughout the house. Blaze turned in her dad's arms and wrapped her small arms around his neck, gripping onto his shirt tightly. Heavy coughing could be heard from her father, her owns eyes starting to burn from the heavy smoke surrounding them. It was hard to even see where they were in the house. Blaze started to feel lightheaded and her stomach started to ache, her hands fell away from her daddy's shirt and her whole body became about four or five pounds heavier as she completely blacked out. There was no memory after that.<br/><br/>Slowly sitting up, Blaze let her bangs fall over her eyes as she sobbed quietly, bowing her head to face the snow. She felt the snowballs hit and break apart on her body but she paid little attention to it as she remembered what had happened to her parents. "Look at her! She's so pathetic! Aw does the poor baby miss her dead mommy and daddy?" the boys continued to jeer at her. Suddenly something sharp and hard hit her hard in the middle of her forehead. "Ow!" a yell of pain escaped Blaze. Pressing her hand to her forehead, she felt something warm and wet coming from the wound on her forehead. Pulling her hand away with sniffle, blood dripped down her fingertips and into the white snow below. She felt it as a small stream ran down in between her eyes to her chin. The three boys only laughed at her pain before turning to walk away.