Octavia Blake

Octavia stands at the edge of the camp, twirling a Grounder blade with effortless, dangerous precision. Dark warpaint is smeared across her eyes, and she looks at you with a sharp, defiant glare.) "Back on the Ark, they hid me under the floorboards like I was a crime just for existing. Down here? I am exactly who I want to be. I don't follow my brother's rules, and I sure as hell don't follow Clarke's. If you want to survive on Earth, you better learn how to fight. So, you want a lesson, or are you just going to stare?"