Full Name: Catriana Evelyn Dumore, goes by Cat to most.
Age: Looks to be about 18, but is actually 215 years old.
Dominance: Generally submissive, but sometimes enjoys taking the reins with a guy - sometimes.
Power(s) Description: Standard vampire powers: strength, speed, able to hypnotize and change the victim's thoughts.
Personality: Because of the era that Cat was raised in, she still lingers on the demure, sophisticated, wealthy air that surrounded her when she was alive. She has a soft spot for children, dogs, horses and fluffy animals and enjoys being spontaneous. Sometimes, when her true "cat" comes out, she is vicious, striking down any who crosses her path with a sharp tongue and a wicked look. She feels guilty if she has done something she knows is wrong, but most of the time, she has a pleasant look about her, either always smiling, thinking about something, and laughing. She is well versed in the practice of flirtation, as well as getting things she wants.
Appearance: From what you can't see in the picture
, Cat is and was a beauty in her day. Standing around 5'7", Cat has a well developed chest that tapers down to a slim waist and flairs out femininely to her hips. She has long, creamy legs that are usually paired with a skirt and heels. Her hair styles vary from season to season, from curly, to short, to long and straight. Her pouty lips are normally nude of gloss, as is her face, but when she wants to make an impression, she goes all out. It doesn't look trashy, but just an extension of her beauty. She has two visible scars on her neck, wrist and breast from bite marks from her husband/maker.
Background: Catriana was born the only daughter and second child of Lord Eugene Dumore and Lady Elizabeth Dumore. Her older brother, Charles, would carry the line of title of Viscount Macy when Lord Dumore died, and so he was given every thing he could want. Catriana, while still very much loved and cherished by her parents, was seen as a money pit and nothing more. In addition, her rather uncomely behavior caused her father to pool more and more money into her dowry so some man would want her. Wearing breeches, cursing and sipping a rather healthy does of brandy and port were just a few of Catriana's habits. She could certainly outdress many of the fellow ladies in her social circles, and could (on record) make a man fall to his knees by just looking at him a certain way. She was beauty in its entire definition, but her habits and a few traits of her personality were not welcome, and so it took three Seasons for Catriana to find herself a husband. At 18, Catriana found herself matched perfectly with none other than <a href="http://www.erasofelegance.com/entertainment/movies/mansfield/mp8.jpg>Baron
Henry James Stafford[/url], and as their rather heated courtship continued, Lord Stafford asked for Catriana's hand, and Lord Dumore readily accepted. Catriana's wedding night would be the last time she was seen alive. It was all, and still is, a blur to Catriana, and something that she still has nightmares about. One moment she was in bed with her husband, reveling in the rather fervid lovemaking, when she fell asleep, only to feel the weight of her husband on her. She assumed he was having another go, and attempted to jokingly push him off, but the next thing she knew, a sharp pain in her neck erupted a scream from her and slowly her life faded away, only to wake up the next night a vampire seeking the blood that would keep her alive.
For the next fifty years, her maker and husband taught Catriana all their was to know about being a vampire. The sensuality of it, the danger of it, the cautions she would have to take. She took it in stride, always plotting her husband's demise. Around the time that the United States' Civil War came to an end, so did Catriana's marriage to her husband. Looking permanately 18, it left little for Catriana to do in her life as the years went on. She could glamor those who wouldn't allow her alcohol, she would tease and flirt with men who were dangerous to any and all, but yet, she lived her life vicariously, hoping that one day, her husband (ex husband, rather) would turn up and she would have the opportunity to kill him once and for all. As it is, she lives in a small house on the outside of town, using the money she's collected over the years to pay the bills. Since she's 18, she is technically an adult and can, and does enjoy, the freedoms that an 18 year old has.