#starchasers

Name: Francine Dawson Aliases: Fran, Ms. Dawson, Sunny, Beastie Species: "Fieldrunner" to humans, "begoh" is closest translation from native tongue Pronouns: She/her Orientation: Pansexual Height: 5′3" At shoulder, around 5'7" at top of head in neutral position Age: ~29 [ ages near same rate as humans ] Family & Relations: - Angie Dawson - mother - Darrel Dawson - Father - Maxwell Dawson - Older sibling - "Danny" Romero - Childhood friend, ??? Occupation: Farmhand and "cowboy" on her family's farm. History: Unsure of her true origins, Fran ended up in a Earthen orphanage, and was deemed eligible to be adopted by humans due to the extreme resemblance in physiology and personality between Fieldrunners and humans, as well as taking into account the stress (and cost) of interplanetary shipment on a small child. She ended up being adopted by the Dawson family, who had lost one of a pair of twins in complications during birth some number of years ago, and "saw something of him in her". She was raised lovingly by her family in an extremely rural town. There were few other children her age in town, and all of which were human. She became close friends with another child, Danny, who was equally a misfit but on other ways. She spent most of her formulative years helping out on her family's farm, practicing a few hobbies, and spending time with her best friend. They were nearly inseparable, despite the clash in personality on occasion- while Fran was polite and rule abiding, Danny was brash and mischievous, and often convinced Fran to 'live a little'... for both better and worse. Overall, they brought out the best in each other. Until one day, when they were both around seventeen- Danny left town without saying a word. Fran was broken for a while. But slowly, things returned to normal. Boring, polite, law abiding normal. For years, she simply finished school, worked, took some online classes, did everything right. Life was good. It was boring. People came and went. The town fell into a bit of a recession- but it was fine. People were here to help. Life would be good like it always was. Boring. Until the day Fran gets in between an attempted assassination on a helpful businessman from a surprisingly familiar face. Personality: As stated, Fran is a bit of a goody two shoes. She likes to do things by the rules more often than not. She enjoys doing things right, and for the good of others. She's often described as "gentle"- and she can be, with delicate matters. However, she's not a pushover by any means. Stubborn and strong willed, she has a surprisingly fierce streak in her- in another life, perhaps, it might have been kindled into something rebellious, or even nefarious- but a good upbringing left her just a comfortable amount of rowdy with a truly good heart. Likes: Pie of any kind, chasing rabbits, large open plains, stargazing, peppermint, beets, flannel, roasting things on sticks Dislikes: Cramped spaces, vodka, banana, high counters and tables, people touching her tail, people making comments about her nostrils looking 'nsfw', when people are awkward about shaking hands Fun facts: I wanna be a cooowwboooy baaabey