- the last of us - ᵃ ˢᵐᵃˡˡ ᵍʳᵒᵘᵖ ʳᵖ -

➺ With honey brown eyes, butter blond hair, and tanned skin, Clarisse is striking in every sense of the word. She stands at an above-average height of 6'0" but her imposing presence makes her seem even taller. She is lithe with long legs and smooth planes, but also has curves and toned muscles in all the right places. She's in excellent physical condition and can best some of the males in her pack in a show of brute force. Two scars extend from her bottom lip to her chin from where claws ripped through her face in a fight. These scars aren't severe though they do cause some to pause to stare in town. However, high cheekbones mixed with rosy, sinister lips make her an attractive woman indeed. Even still, the lines of her face hold a certain ruggedness that make her more of a wild, untamed beauty as if something in her cannot be restrained. She usually leaves her shoulder-length blonde hair down giving it the freedom to tickle her tan neck. Occasionally, she will throw it up in a tight rose styled braid with yellow wildflowers tucked in her thick hair. Clarisse almost always wears some type of pants and loose-fitting shirts that do nothing to compliment her figure. Plain and simple clothing that serves her needs of movement. She's more of a practically over fashion type of girl and rarely will she wear cosmetics. She is partially (basically) deaf in her left ear which makes detecting the placement of sound hard for her sometimes. 

➺ Headstrong or stubborn doesn't even begin to describe this feisty woman. Mulish might be a better descriptor. Clarisse is radically confident about herself though if you spoke to her, she wouldn't necessarily come across as if 'in your face' about it. She knows when to be humble, but also when the situation calls for her to be in complete control. Her mind is analytical and highly active so she tends to make decisions and stick to them. However, being in a pack her whole life has made her a team player for things that aren't competition. Extremely competitive, she has been known to be sore for days over a game of bets. It's also not unheard of her getting into fights and the scars on her face come from a bar fight from a few years ago. She's complicated to the core, messy and wild and wholly joyful. She almost always has a smile on her face, finding happiness in life in the little things. A lover of nature, Clarisse prefers not to be barefoot if she can get away with it. Some would describe her as carefree though she just prefers wild. Her romantic interests are few and far between and are usually limited to one night adventures though she isn't opposed to a longer relationship. She simply doesn't like the idea of being tied down to one place or one thing for too long. Despite her faults (and believe me, she knows she has many of them), she is a capable team member that can get things done even if they are a little shady in nature. On a different note, Clarisse loves to eat and will often be found munching on some sort of fruit or vegetable to satisfy her constantly hungry stomach. She blames the hunger on her being a werewolf.

➺ Clarisse's wolf form is much larger than one would expect, the size of horse or bigger. She is almost as big as some of the males in her pack. Lean, but with a fine layer of muscle, she is more suited to brute force than speed. Her fur is almost the exact shade of creamy blond as her human hair with slight highlights spread throughout. Her underbelly, jaw, and the mask around her eyes are a lighter shade of blond, almost white in color. Her eyes remain the same as well making her quite recognizable.

➺ Clarisse's crystal is a pearly white color that when rotated in the sun, shimmers with an almost blue to a pink sheen.