Apple Tart

Name: Apple Tart
Species: Chiot
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Birthday: May 3rd
Personality: often acts stressed and timid even around friends. It takes her a while to get comfortable in a social setting of any sort but once she knows she can trust someone she tends to stay by their side like they were an anchor. She often stands away from the crowd, perhaps with perhaps with a friend or two. She doesn’t take kindly to strangers unless they know a lot about something she is interested in and are speaking mildly to her. She is quick to panic when things go wrong, and often backs out of plans if she thinks they are going to be dangerous. She often comes off as a wimp because of this. When her mind isn’t focused of worrying, she has a wild imagination (perhaps due partially to her synesthesia). She's good at storytelling, given that it's directed at someone younger than her who isn't being disrespectful when she's trying to talk. She also loves music, and enjoys making up silly songs for her tinwhistle. Alone. completely out of earshot. She panics if someone catches her playing it as you can see from this lovely photo I just snapped of her...

Likes: calm sunny days, looking at clouds, eating sweets, being left alone to her thoughts, baking, working at Pets Galore, frying pans (so versitile), music, her family (most of the time), the smell of her parents' old things
Dislikes: irresponsibility, people invading her personal space, getting in trouble, being ignored, conventional weapons, neon colors, crowds, loud noises, walking through dangerous places alone

Titles: Newbie, Pioneer, Friendly, Good Neighbour, Chatterbox, Mainstream, Team Player, Prankster, Happy Elf, Festive fav.me/d9mqkz2

History: She was a stillborn who came to life moments after birth. Nobody can quite explain why, but it quickly slipped from most everyone’s minds, the doctors saw it as a happy miracle. She hasn’t shown signs of heart defects or brain damage, it appeared that there was nothing physically wrong. Most would agree she was still quite odd though, unusually unsociable and distant from the other chiots of her age. She led a pretty blissful and normal life in her early childhood, but when she got to school, away from her loving mother, she would hide and clam up during class.
Her father was an explorer and a fairly active one at that, so she didn't see him so much. Mommy stayed home to tend to the kids, though she had been an explorer before they became a family and sometimes accompanied Dad on the lesser expeditions. Even though Miso Soup, her brother, was the oldest, Apple was usually better at handling her little sisters while they were away. Usually the family would celebrate whenever an expedition went well, gathering together and cooking up all of the food in the house for the homecoming.
One expedition, they didn't come home. There was no official word of whether or not they were dead, they were just lost. The children waited... and waited... but they never came back. Slowly the house fell into disrepair. Miso and Apple started running errands around the town to make a little cumulus. Eventually, the baby sisters, Sugar Cube and Poppy Seed, weren't babies anymore and grew up not knowing their parents. 
They quickly slipped into poverty, Miso was too prideful to ask for help while Apple was too timid and ashamed. Apple and her sisters began picking berries off of the bushes near the edge of the forest to be sure they'd get enough to eat. She thought they might never regain the support that they'd had while their parents were around.
That was when she was recruited into the explorers. Well, more like she was swept up into some sort of assembly they were having on accident.., and was too flabbergasted to correct them and say that she hadn't even signed up. The aspect of exploring anywhere save for the very edge of the forest terrified her. For the first few nights she hardly slept. Then a long lost hope came back to her chest. Her mother and father hadn't been pronounced dead... they could still be out there. She knew that this was probably juvenile and unrealistic of her to wish for, but it gave her the courage to pick up the mantle that had clocked her over the head.
Her family benefited from the new income she was making but since she was more timid and anxious during expeditions she didn't make as much as the others from loot. Then the expeditions were suspended indefinitely for a brief time. She wanted to keep making better income for her family, so she applied for a job opening at Pets Galore... and got it! Working at the pet shop with Marmite was much more fulfilling for her, even when she had to talk to the customers. She loved spending time around the docile creatures, especially since she didn't have money enough for a pet of her own at home.
Now a new chapter of her life is opening up again, the explorers are ready to pick up activity and after some deep consideration she still finds herself willing to be toted around by their shenanigans. What adventures await??

Items: fav.me/d9mqlnq

Other info:
If you missed it before, she's an employee at Pets Galore and that could probably be used to instigate an rp
She has invisible, and functionally insignificant, ties to some of my other characters. This won't be brought up in an rp because she is unaware of them and only very specific circumstances could ever make them noticable.
Her accessory, the hairpin, is a round, cabochon-cut Emerald that has been passed down in her family for a long time. The cape is a raggedy old thing she picked up that someone was trying to throw out right before the start of winter one year. 
She also has a slight case of Synesthesia, which has been passed down in her family for generations so if she says something along the lines of “the yellow in your room tastes like lemons” you know why. 
She can use her tinwhistle to entrance some hostiles for a short amount of time and usually uses her frying pans for battle (she's afraid that if she uses a sword she'll cut herself and she's terrible at aiming with a bow, too short to properly wield a spear and not talented enough to throw a boomerang properly)

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