CARA EVELINE TYLER

 AGE    18 (fo3) / 28 (fo4)

 BIRTHDAY    may 19, 2259

 ORIENTATION    bisexual with a preference for women

 APPEARANCE    her dark hair waves just past her shoulders, framing a round face with high cheekbones, full lips and striking blue eyes. her build lends towards the athletic side, with strong, muscled arms and thighs as a result of her training within the enclave. due to her limited exposure to the wasteland, her skin is, at first, quite pale, before tanning into a sun-kissed, freckled shade after a few months outside of raven rock. at times, she can be mistaken for being a few years younger than her actual age, which she largely attributes to her "baby face."   FACECLAIM    jennifer lawrence.

 PERSONALITY    cara is, before all things, loyal, but only to that which is deserving of her loyalty. she feels no calling to service within the enclave and barely identifies with its ideals, only knows that she was born to them. as a result, she often wars with her natural tendency towards empathy, as such thinking wasn't encouraged by her family or faction. when she's forced into the wasteland, she carries a lot of baggage and learned prejudices against mutants with her, assuming what she's heard about them to be universally true. though she's skilled in combat, her disposition is very sheltered and unaware.

her mother's constant critique of her made cara rather insecure and uncertain; she wants to follow her instincts, but still hears her mother - dead and gone, now - in the back of her head, reminding her she's amounted to nothing. yet, in the same breath, she possesses enough arrogance to see herself a step above the average, uncivilized wastelander.

  HISTORY  

the enclave cara was born into differed in many ways from the one her own parents had inherited. no longer a burgeoning faction with a strong foothold on territory of their own, they were weak, dwindling by the day, and forced into hiding. 

alongside her elder brother, anthony, cara grew up with little oversight from either parent. her mother, caroline, was an inattentive woman, her sexuality closeted by the enclave's strict need for procreation, who clearly resented her family, particularly her daughter, for much of her life. her father, edward, had no desire to raise his children and viewed them as provisions to offer the enclave --- nothing more. 

much of their upbringing was left to their uncle eric, in the end. having no children of his own, he would often look after them. from him, they learned to cook and clean up after themselves. he taught them how to throw a punch and shoot a gun. he told them stories about the world beyond their compound and, unlike their mother, would even speak of their uncle james, who fled the enclave before they were born. through eric, they learned why the tyler family name often drew ire from the highest ranks of the enclave. in escaping the faction, james had tagged all of them as traitors, and anyone with the tyler name would be forced to shoulder that burden until the destruction of raven rock at the hands of their cousin.

despite their uncle's interference, cara and anthony learned early on to rely primarily on each other. despite the four-year age difference between them, they were attached at the hip, only willingly parting to be sorted into their age-appropriate classrooms during their earliest days of schooling. as they got older, they would train together, live together and vow that their loyalty, above of all else, would be to each other, no matter what their parents or the enclave asked of them.

not long after the enclave took project purity, anthony and eric disappeared from raven rock overnight without so much as a goodbye. stricken, cara desperately searched for the answer to their absence, but the officers were tight-lipped, and she would never be allowed to question someone like colonel autumn without strict reprimand. for almost a month, she lamented the loss of her own family, living alone in the apartment she and her brother once shared.

when the lone wanderer destroys raven rock not long after, cara heeds the evacuation notice. she escapes, alone, into the evening light of the wasteland ... and she feels a sense of relief blossoming in her chest.

no more training; no more attempts to polish the tarnished tyler name; her mother's snide comments are buried under the rubble, her father's disinterest six-feet-under, right where it belongs. the only thing missing is her brother and her uncle. 

without any leads, she seeks out the only family she has left, and the very person who's left her homeless: the lone wanderer.