✰ caroline baxter ✰

Due to her upbringing, Caroline is very independent. She won’t ask others for help and will deny any help, however, if she is pushed enough she will find a task for you to do- even if it’s just something small. She can also be rather stubborn- once she has her mind set to something, it can be very difficult to convince her otherwise. Caroline takes on responsibility where it is needed, and tends to bite off more than she can chew. She wears her emotions and heart on her sleeve, and is incredibly easy to read. You can tell if she's happy or angry from a mile away. She is very dedicated to her work at the bakery, and often finds herself asleep in the kitchen while working on new flavors.

Caroline is very friendly, always happy to make a new acquaintance, and she stays fiercely loyal. Once you have become a friend to her, it's difficult to lose that trust. She can sometimes be a bit too intense in her care for her friends, and can sometimes be a bit too nosy when it comes to her friends and how they're feeling. Her door is always open with a cup of warm tea and a fresh baked scone!

• Caroline is the oldest of 8!
• While she started out only selling bread, she's starting to branch out into pastries and other items. She's always looking for taste testers!
• She is able to carry up to 200 lbs. without struggling.
• Her arms are covered in burn scars from when she first started baking as a human- it was tough learning.

Born the eldest of eight chickens, Caroline had a certain level of responsibility on her shoulders. Her father died shortly after her youngest sibling was born, and her mother was killed in an accident with a fox shortly afterward. While scavenging for food around their poorly managed farm, she found a seed- a wheat seed. After planting and growing it, she learned that she had a special talent for making bread. The bread she made became popular within the farm and surrounding areas, and her owners were happy to capitalize on the popularity and novelty of her existence. One day, a woman had come to the farm to try the baked goods she had made and was so impressed with the quality, that she left a gift for the young chicken. A gold collar, and a book bound in black leather. The farm owners weren’t about to give her the gifts she was bestowed, so they hid the collar and book in their farmhouse.

One night, Caroline snuck into the farmhouse- one of the windows was left open due to the hot summer weather, and she had gotten good at being quiet. She hopped around the house, and, finding herself in the drawing room, managed to open a couple of the drawers- after managing to get the second one open she found the prize she was looking for, the golden collar. Luckily, it was a bit oversized on her, and she was able to slip the collar on. Nothing happened for a second. But, a flash happened and where Caroline the chicken was stood sat a young woman. Shakily getting to her new feet, she stumbled around the drawing room- she was able to grab a blanket and wobble to the kitchen, finding the book crammed into a shelf with the rest of the cookbooks. Before the farmers could come to find out what the noise was, Caroline ran outside and into the woods surrounding the farm. Once she felt she ran far enough, she fell to her knees and opened the book, eager to see what the woman had left her- and then, she disappeared into thin air, finding herself somewhere unrecognizable.

Unsure of where she was, she figured she could at least get started on what she knew best- baking bread.