5' 3" Hair
115 lbs Skin
Rana grew up living right on the edge of civilization and wilderness, and more often than not, spent much of her time in the latter. Her father had been hoping for a son, but got a daughter instead. Rather than being disappointed by this, her father, Rani, took it in stride and raised her the same way he would have raised a son. She learned how to track, hunt and fish, as well as other skills needed for getting along in the wild. Life was good for Rana and her family, as the years went by. They first heard news of the plague about five months ago, due to them being rather isolated. Though to be on the safe side, Rani took it upon himself to go onto town by himself to sell the skins from the animals that he and Rana caught, so as to prevent Rana or his wife from being infected.
This worked fine for them, until a month ago, when he was caught off-guard by a rather angry Grizzly. He survived the encounter, but was far too injured to make any further trips into town. This left Rana to go in his stead, her first time since the plague started. The trip went fine, and she made some pretty good money off the skins, and by all appearances, she had not been infected, as her father feared might happen. However, a couple of weeks later, Rana has noticed some unsettling changes. Her nails grew and sharpened into claws and her senses and reflexes heightened. She feared that she may have contracted the plague, but as of yet, she hasn't shown any of the major signs, loss of language and cat ear/tail. Assuming it was only a matter of time, she fled from her home one night, leaving only a note seeking forgiveness from her parents.