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Primrose Murphy

Summons the Blossoms
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Old version of removed Primrose Murphy

Pack Mother

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Age: 26
Type: Garou
Breed Form: Homid

Born in Minnesota to a Kinfolk mother and a Garou father, no one really expected sweet little Primrose, always trailing after her five older brothers, to be the one to make the Change. No one expected the baby that almost never cried to become a Theurge of the Children of Gaia.

But Garou are a study in contradictions, and Primrose devoted herself to her education.

She always had a caring disposition, something expected of the Children, and that extended beyond her brothers to the garden her mother kept. Primrose took over care of the garden, until the day she heard the call to come to New York City.

The Sept had fallen by the time she arrived, and a new one was already being built from the ashes. But she couldn't find it in herself to leave, once she learned of the older Theurge of the Children of Gaia, of Unicorn's own, that had set up in none other than New York City's Botanical Gardens.

She was amazed, but though she felt a measure of intrigue in the location, she felt overwhelmed by the exotic flora that filled the gardens, instead taking up a job as a florist — not as a counter salesperson, of course, as a Garou's innate rage makes it difficult to deal with customers — at a shop owned by a pair of CoG Kinfolk, sisters whose eldest sister had moved to Minnesota some months ago and, hilariously, married Primrose's eldest brother, thus making them extended family.

But of course, eventually she needed to find more support. She wasn't very outspoken, and never really had been. And as luck would have it, her caring nature was needed elsewhere. By City Father, no less.

She's still nervous about it. Is she too young? Too quiet? Too gentle-hearted to do what needs to be done? She's learned to fight, but she hopes that isn't all the spirits need of her.

My Sister's Garden

A quaint florist's shop run by three women in the Bronx. The exterior is primarily brick and glass. The primary owners, Willow and Rowan, take turns at the counter and in the back room, assisting Primrose in her work.

There is a hidden camera in a corner of the ceiling, where customers can watch Primrose at work.

Appearance

Standing five feet, two inches tall, with a relatively broad figure (and not entirely from muscle), Primrose is neither truly striking nor truly intimidating. But she is relatively pretty, with her wavy red hair oft kept in braids, her wide apple cheeks, bright, honey-colored eyes, and pale, freckled skin.

She wears a lot of floral print dresses, with shorts underneath for modesty, as her primary source of transportation is by bicycle. When at work, however, she wears jeans, a pale blue button-down, an apron, and gloves, for her uniform.

When she shifts — not a sight customers get to see, of course — her fur has one cohesive trait in every form. She is a red wolf, with a white undercoat. Her wide eyes maintain their color, and she, of course, grows more muscular.