Age: Twenty-five

Gender: Female
Rank: Luna

Role: In terms of the pack, Colette is the Luna, as well as a known peacekeeper. She ensures that the pack remains orderly and neutral. Outside of the pack, prior, she had no job considering she was a high-born. Her task was to be married off and reproduce. As of now, however, she may be considered a humble seamstress of sorts.

Thoughts on the Travelers?: Colette is wary of them, though holds no ill-will towards them. She will be welcoming until given a reason not to be. At the current moment, she is willing to host them and offer what resources they could spare. However, she will be keeping a close, watchful eye.

Human Appearance:

[credit goes to malachitinous on picrew]

Colette is a woman standing at 5'11" with an hourglass figure and lithe physique. She has an overall slim and elegant look to her, with sculpted facial features and a slender neck. She represents a gazelle, often holding herself with poise and grace. Despite her willowy build, muscle spans around certain parts of her body. Specifically, her arms and calves. However, for the most part, she remains best suited for speed, stealth, and agility.

Her skin is fair with a slight tan. Freckles dot her face and shoulders, though have grown fainter with time; they were much more prominent in her youth. A single beauty mark rests upon the right side of her face, just below her eye. If one were to look closely, they would see faint scarring upon her left cheek. However, it will vanish entirely as time progresses. Most of her scars remain upon her arms and torso, and are much more vivid.

Colette's facial structure is sharp and defined, accentuating her sunken, hollow cheeks. A single dimple emerges on her left cheek when she smiles. Notably, her eyes captivate attention – large and blue, framed by long, thick lashes that add to their intense, almost stoic allure. Yet, these eyes possess the capacity to soften and convey different emotions. Her dark brown eyebrows are thick and prominent, offering a contrast to her soft blonde hair, which is one of her distinctive features. Her hair, a light blonde verging on almost-white, cascades down to her shoulder blades, often adorned with a natural wave. Styling depends on time constraints, sometimes worn down or gathered up, as circumstances dictate. Additionally, her lips are plump and typically adorned with a deep red hue.

In terms of attire, Colette often prefers ensembles in light hues, often favouring white. simple outfits coloured lightly. While engaged in work or within the confines of her home, she opts for blouses paired with assorted pants. However, when stepping out, she gravitates towards an array of dress styles that complement her appearance.

Lycan Appearance:
Colette's lycan form is rather similar to her human one. Well, the basics anyways. For one, her height remains tall. Her lycan form reaches a solid seven 7'3", give or take a few. Her physique is also similar, taking on a more slender build. She may not be the most powerful, but she is swift as can be, as well as stealthy. The muscles she does have swell and ripple beneath her fur, giving her a sinewy and intimidating physique.

Her arms stretch into powerful limbs with bulging, corded muscles, each hand ending in formidable claws that glint ominously in the dim light. Colette's legs are structured for both speed and strength, with defined feet and sharp, curved talons that dig into the earth with every step. After all, her powers lie in being able to sneak up on others, and if discovered, is able to make a quick escape. While she has more muscle spanning around her, her lycan form is slightly disproportionate. One would find that she possesses more leg than most, as her height comes from them specifically rather than her entire body.

Yet another similarity are her eyes and hair colour. One could see that her eye colour passed onto her lycan form. Likewise, her hair retains its color, although it appears slightly darker than her human blonde shade. Thick, course fur erupts from her flesh, covering her entire body in a wild, unkempt mane that ranges in color from blondes and reds to deep earthy browns. These other colours streak through specific areas, such as her neck, arms, and tail. However, her overall appearance remains predominantly light in hue.

Colette's physique carries several scars, reminiscent of her human state, marking her arms and torso. These remnants are mirrored in her lycan form. Notably, she possesses elongated, formidable claws extending from each finger, akin in size to knives. These claws are capable of slicing through flesh and bone with ease, her hands losing their human dexterity and becoming weapons primed for hunting and mauling.

Her stance itself grows hunched and predatory, her spine curving. A long, bushy tail sways behind her, acting as a counterbalance to her swift movements and enhancing her overall menace. Her facial aspect remains true to her transformation – an array of sharp, jagged teeth line her mouth, frequently set in a snarling expression. She truly embodies a formidable and fearsome creature.

[credit goes to myself, not free to use]

Personality:
Composed || Compassionate || Welcoming || Gentle || Patient || Generous || Articulate || Cunning || Supportive || Authoritative || Decisive || Good-Natured || Innovative || Adaptable || Orderly || Reliable || Amiable || Allocentric || Loyal || Can be Stern/Stoic || Headstrong || Ambitious || Selfless

Colette is a rather simple woman, to put it plainly. She is known to remain welcoming and kind, often opening her arms to anybody needing a warm embrace. She is a very, very accepting individual with a large heart that does its best to care for others. Known to be composed, she may often be seen remaining calm and collected, even in the midst of chaos. She has a remarkable ability to maintain her poise, which allows her to handle difficult situations with grace and clarity. It is perhaps one of her strongest traits and what allows her to think so rationally.

Compassionate, she often expresses empathy and a genuine concern for the well-being of others. She has an innate understanding of people's emotions and is always ready to lend a listening ear or a helping hand when needed. Colette is reliable in that sense. Counting on her is a given, for her consistent actions and dependable nature often makes her supportive of those around her. Selfless and loyal, Colette prioritizes others' needs and perspectives above her own, often putting the well-being of the group above personal gain.

She is a very patient and gentle individual as well. She does her best to treat others with kindness and tenderness, promoting a harmonious atmosphere. "Patience is a virtue," isn't an uncommon phrase to see Colette live by. She can wait for things to unfold in their own time and has a remarkable capacity to guide others through challenges without losing her cool. Giving comes naturally to her, whether it's her time, resources, or support. She derives joy from sharing with others and making a positive impact; she tends to find the silver lining in even the most challenging circumstances.

Articulate, words flow effortlessly from her mouth or pen. Colette possesses a remarkable ability to communicate complex ideas with eloquence and clarity, often leaving a lasting impression on those who listen. It certainly helps that she is cunning, for her strategic thinking and problem-solving often aids her in otherwise difficult situations. She holds a knack for devising ingenious solutions and navigating tricky situations with finesse. When faced with choices, she doesn't hesitate. Her decisiveness is grounded in a thoughtful analysis of the situation, making her a reliable decision-maker.

Not to mention, she is innovative. She often enjoys exploring new ideas and pushing boundaries, and is considered headstrong at times. She is often driven by determination, pursuing her goals with focus and resilience. Truthfully, it would take a lot to distract Colette from her ambitions, for she puts in effort to achieve her dreams.

Despite being kind, do not take her for a fool. She still holds an authoritative figure, her presence commanding respect. Her natural air of authority stems from her confidence, knowledge, and ability to lead, and she's damn good at it. She will be kind up to a point. For instance, that doesn't mean that she can be walked over or taken advantage of. Colette isn't dim. She knows what's going on around her, perhaps better than most.

Her generosity will not be taken for granted of, and just as quickly as she accepts others, she will just as quickly cut them off. She will lecture and ridicule when poor decisions are made, however, to see her break her composure entirely is a rare sight. One would have to threaten everybody she cares for to see such a sight. For the most part, she remains relatively rooted and orderly. While usually gentle, she can adopt a stoic demeanor when necessary, especially when advocating for important matters or making tough choices.

Backstory:
Colette grew up in a wealthy, known family. Her father was a noble, as was his father before him, and so on. She had never been close to her parents, having been taken care of by servants and help. Colette wasn't close with her siblings either. She had two older brothers, and because they were the males of the household, were often off working to take over the family title.

As a child, she had always been told that her sole purpose was to be married off and continue the family line. No child would be content hearing those words, Colette included. She had a distinct schedule that she had to follow, and if she dared act anything other than womanly, there would be repercussions. Needless to say, she was miserable.

However, that changed the day she saw Christopher. She was fairly young at the time, but was instantly drawn to his personality and lifestyle. He seemed content with life, something that she never was. So, she would often venture outdoors or continue her studies there, simply so that she may catch a mere glimpse or exchange a few words with him. As time progressed, she found herself neglecting her studies as a whole, accompanying him instead. Soon, it was clear by then that they were more than friends. They were considered sweethearts, and eventually, fell in love.

It didn't take take for punishments to be dealt out. She would go days without being allowed outside, for when it was found that she had been meddling with an individual of "low class" and "opposite" lifestyles, it was considered a disgrace. However, no matter what happened, the moment she was released, she would find Christopher once more.

Despite how she felt, and despite what she told her parents, it wasn't enough. No woman in their household was to be with a mere farmer, so her father said. It didn't matter that she loved him, nor that he could provide for her. It was also clear that no punishment was working, so, Colette's father dealt out the ultimate hand. He betrothed her to a wealthy man behind her back. It was something that she could not escape.. or so she first believed. She and Christopher had formed a plan. They would leave together in the upcoming night, putting their families, titles, and everything behind them.

That night never arrive. Shortly after, they were attacked. Colette remembers little from that night, but she remembers the blood and loss. However, while it was a tragedy, and while she was turned into a Lycan, she wasn't entirely saddened. Christopher was by her side at last.

Crush: Christopher, of course
Mate: Christopher

Children: She currently has one child [OPEN], and is currently expecting another.

Kin: None

Affiliations:
Christopher Frost || Husband, Mate, Her Other Half
The moment she saw Christopher, she knew that she was done for. To her, he is everything. She would most certainly do anything for him, that much was proven when she vowed to leave her family, riches, and life behind for him. She loves him like no other; words are incapable of describing her feelings for him. Colette is proud to call him her own, and proud that her children have him as their father. In every lifetime, she would choose him. There is no denying her deep love for him. For him and their children, she would lay down her life. When it comes to them, her family, Colette is loyal to the point of insanity. While she is known for her gentle and composed persona, she will easily kill for them if anybody gets between her and them. They are her everything. Her life. Her souls.

Name:

Aella Soren

(eye-la)

Meaning: "whirlwind" (Greek)

Age:

22 years old

Gender:

Female

Rank:

Pack Member

Role:

Healer

Aella is incredibly knowledgeable about herbs, potions, and how to care for wounds. She finds solace in helping others and providing comfort to those who need it most. Even though, she knows her Pack heals faster now, being a healer gives her a sense of purpose and an ounce of normalcy.

Thoughts on the Travelers?:

Aella is indifferent to say the least. As long as they leave her alone, she's fine with them. Would she prefer them to leave? Yes. Does she want to them to die? No. It wasn't too long ago that her Pack were travelers themselves seeking sanctuary.

Human Appearance:

[Credit to malachitinous on Picrew]

Aella possesses an interesting illusion- presenting an undeniable beauty while hiding her inner beast. Standing at a height of approximately 5'7 feet, she is a remarkable combination of elegance and athleticism, her lithe and agile body moving with grace. Aella has a gentle curve to her body, with long legs. Her eyes, framed by thick black eyelashes, are a dazzling shade of moss-green, but sometimes shift to a lighter peridot green in the sun. Aella has a delicate shaped nose and lips that are a perfect cupids bow, often adorning shades of pinks and reds. Her hair, a rich shade of auburn, cascades down her back in thick, curly strands. Her hair likes to be wild and free, which can get in her way. She tends ties her hair into one or two thick braids, with some strands framing her face. But more recently, she's been embracing her wild curls, letting them out to play more often.

Despite being outside the majority of her time, Aella’s skin is lightly tanned. Remarkably flawless, her skin lacks even the smallest freckle or beauty mark, highlighting her naturally unblemished complexion. Yet, maybe not completely unblemished. What draws the most attention is the pale white scar that traverses a jagged path over one of her eyes. This scar is in stark contrast to her soft beauty. For one who does not enjoy attention, this mark brings many stares and questions. Unfortunately, this is one scar of many. Aella’s back is littered with various scars from being attacked. Her longest scar reaches from the nape of her back, trailing down her spine before curving off towards her ribs. There are a few others scattered about, looking like a splatter painting.

Lycan Appearance:

Similarly to her human appearance, Aella's lycan form seamlessly carries over her distinctive features. Her thick soft fur, a stunning blend of deep russet and fiery cinnamon, shimmering like polished mahogany in the moon's glow. Her eyes, still captivatingly green, transform into a brilliant emerald shade. These eyes, while maintaining their enchanting allure, take on a darker and more piercing quality that gives her a feral look. A long, bushy tail extends from behind her, the fur matching the reddish-brown tones that adorn her body.

Aella's lithe and agile body, reminiscent of her human physique, flows into her lycan form. Unlike her human form, Aella is a towering 7’ feet in height with her muscles more pronounced and rippling with each movement, showcasing her prowess and deadliness. Her limbs, now more muscular and robust, provide the foundation for her lethal movements. Her paws are tipped with sharp claws, daggers almost, that glint like polished obsidian in the moonlight. Her teeth have transformed into formidable tools that are elongated and razor-sharp, ready for a fatal bite. Her scars carried over from her human form, etched onto her back like a canvas. Thankfully, these ones are mostly hidden due to her thick fur. The one dashed across her eye, remains a stark attention-getter. Appearing even more bright against her red fur and crazed emerald eyes.

Personality:

Despite (now) being in a Pack, Aella loves her alone time. Before she was turned, Aella was often seen by herself, wandering the forest and gardens. She didn’t have many friends- or family - but she was happy. It has been a difficult shift being in Pack, always relying on others. She finds solace and inspiration in moments of solitude. Aella's reclusiveness is a reflection of her respect for personal boundaries. She values her own need for space and understands that others have similar requirements. She's comfortable in moments of silence, whether it's in her own company or shared with others. Aella understands that silence can be an eloquent form of communication. Keeping to herself energizes Aella. While social interactions have their place, she derives strength from her solitary moments, using them as opportunities to recharge her inner resources. Aella believes in sharing her thoughts and feelings with intention. She opens up to those she trusts and respects, valuing genuine connections that honor her tendency to keep to herself. Her tendency to observe from a distance gives Aella a unique vantage point, often sticking to the shadows. She notices subtleties and details that others might overlook, allowing her to gain a deeper understanding of people and situations. While she values her alone time, Aella maintains a delicate balance in her connections. She recognizes the importance of nurturing relationships and selectively participates in social interactions.

As much as she adores the Pack, Aella tends to keep her emotions and thoughts close to her chest, revealing them only to those she truly trusts. Aella's guarded nature stems from a desire to protect herself from potential emotional harm. Growing up, she was taught to hide her feelings and to not trust anyone. She values vulnerability but is cautious about who she allows to see that side of her. Aella is methodical in building trust. She takes her time to assess others before allowing them into her inner circle, ensuring that she forms connections with individuals who align with her values. When Aella does choose to engage, she communicates honestly and authentically. She's straightforward in her interactions and values straightforwardness in return. Her cold demeanor acts as a boundary, shielding her from potential intrusions. Aella is vigilant about protecting her personal space and emotions, only letting in those who respect her boundaries.

Despite her reserved demeanor, Aella fearlessly stands up for her beliefs. When she does speak out, it's with an assertiveness that demands respect. She's not afraid to challenge authority or question conventional tradition. In her actions, Aella is decisive and resolute. When faced with challenges, she doesn't hesitate to take charge, always striving for solutions that align with her values. Her actions speak volumes about her commitment to making a difference, even if she prefers to avoid the spotlight. She expresses her thoughts and opinions clearly and succinctly, leaving no room for ambiguity. Her straightforwardness ensures that her message is heard and understood. Aella’s assertiveness is most evident in her ability to make decisions with confidence. She doesn't shy away from taking the lead when choices need to be made. Her deliberation is swift, and she trusts her instincts to guide her toward the best course of action.

Beneath her harsh exterior lies a depth of complexity. Those who gain her trust, often see a night and day difference. Aella becomes an eager conversationalist. She engages in deep, meaningful discussions, sharing her thoughts and ideas openly and genuinely. She's more likely to engage in lighthearted banter and share moments of laughter and joy with those who have earned her confidence. She thoroughly enjoys showing appreciation through thoughtful gestures. Aella remembers details about the people she trusts and goes out of her way to make them feel valued. With trusted individuals, Aella is more open about her own vulnerabilities and experiences. Her open personality is marked by a warm empathy that she extends to those she trusts. Aella is not only an attentive listener but also someone who genuinely cares about the well-being of others. She provides a safe space for others to share their concerns, knowing that their feelings are respected and understood.

Backstory:

Aella lived ​​in a small home nestled on the edge of a dense forest in Lycodria. Born to parents who were deeply attuned to the rhythms of nature, she grew up with a strong connection to the wilderness that surrounded her. Her parents were healers, who lived on the outskirts of the main town. They only made trips into town when needed, to heal mostly but also to trade amongst the town and replenish. The Soren family were quiet, stoic people. Ghostly, even. Rarely showing emotions, keeping to themselves, coming and going without notice. Her parents lived too far for her to make any friends and she was an only child.

To keep her busy, Aella’s days were spent exploring the woods, playing in creeks, studying plants, and chasing the birds. Her parents, skilled in herbalism and ancient lore, nurtured her affinity for nature, teaching her the ways of the land and instilling in her a deep sense of gratitude towards the world around her. As Aella blossomed into her teenage years, her connection to nature deepened. At just 16 years old, she picked up the herbalism trade and started to learn the ropes. Her parents allowed to come to town with them now, helping them on any assignments they were needed at. Aella began to dream about taking over the family business. Aella was fondly known as the Plant Princess in the town, often being called upon for her knowledge of plants.

However, the tranquility of her life was shattered one fateful night when a creature descended upon her village. The attack was swift and brutal, leaving destruction and sorrow in its wake. Aella’s family was among the casualties, and in the chaos, she suffered a deep wound over her eye, leaving behind the pale white scar that would forever mark her. She soon discovered she turned into the beast that killed her family. Her reclusive nature is both from being raised that way but also fear of harming others. Now, she consistently goes out of her way to have herbs and ointments ready to healing.

Crush:

None

Mate:

None

Children:

None

Kin:

None

Affiliations:

Other:

Human Form

Name:

Warwick Lachlan Pierce

Age:

25 years old

Gender:

Male

Role:

Previously a Kingsman

Currently a Personal Assassin/Mercenary (King and the King's Court)

In the group: he's a Blacksmith

Warwick grew up in a small, quiet village. His family was made up of Blacksmiths and Trainers. Of course, he grew up learning how to forge weapons. He fell in love with the sound of iron against iron, the sizzling of hot metal in the cool water. The methodical process of it all brought him peace.

As he got older, he was shipped off to fight in a war he wasn’t even apart of. Luckily, they mostly used him to supply and forge weapons. But Warwick learned the art of combat, falling in love with a different sound of metal clashing. Soon, he was next to all the knights on the field, running towards the enemy, weapons raised.

During his time there, he quickly became a deadly force. Everything was automated as he’d bring his sword across the enemy. Warwick’s bloodlust never left, even if the war was done. The Kingsmen all saw the weapon Warwick was and utilized him to be the King’s personal sword. For years, Warwick carried out silent killings for the King. Soon more of the Court came to him, asking for him to carry out similar tasks. He left to complete his assignment but ended up grouped up with this odd bunch of strangers. For now, they all know him as a quiet, rugged Blacksmith.

How would they feel if they knew about the Lycans?:

Warwick might initially view the revelation of Lycans with suspicion. He might see the Lycans as a potential asset or threat, depending on how he perceives their abilities and motivations. He would likely begin to gather information about them, seeking to understand their nature.

Appearance:

[Credits to _Modagit on Picrew]

At a towering height of 6'5", Warwick draws attention in any room he enters. His broad shoulders and muscular frame speak volumes about his dedication to maintaining strength and power. Each muscle rippling beneath his tanned skin with visible veins running down his arms. His hands are calloused from years of being a blacksmith and wielding blades against his opponents. This man is a mountain of muscle. His eyes are an interesting color, not quite blue, not quite green. It's the only color on Warwick that he allows (because he has no choice). The two colors blend together seamlessly, the perfect amount of each color creating a beautiful turquoise color. These captivating eyes are framed with thick eyelashes, enough to make others jealous. His thick, expressive black eyebrows sit above those enigmatic eyes. They are usually furrowed in what looks like deep thought but really just a perpetually resting bitch face. Crowning his head is a cascade of wavy, messy inky black hair that seems to have a mind of its own. The strands fall in an artful disarray, framing his face in an effortless yet appealing manner. Despite its unkempt appearance, his hair possesses a certain charm.

His smile is a rare gem that lights up his features. When he smiles, it's nothing short of dazzling. His smile has the power to light up a room. Warwick has a strong, chiseled jawline and a pair of endearing dimples that appear whenever he smiles. He has soft, full lips that have a slight pink/red hue to them. A light scruff has been appearing on his jawline since travelling. He prefers the clean-shaven look but he looks a lot younger without the scruff. Warwick has two thin scars marking his appearance. The first goes through his eye and the other starts at his nose before travelling to his check. The two scars come together, crossing each other. Instead of detracting from his attractiveness, the scar adds to his already striking appearance.

Personality:

Like a predator stalking its prey, Warwick possesses keen instincts that help him assess situations with a discerning eye. His ability to sense vulnerabilities in people and circumstances makes him a master at identifying advantageous opportunities. During the war or even his targets, he was never intimidated by those bigger or stronger than him- he knew he was smarter, faster, and better. Warwick is a killer at heart, and has honed his skills for years. Warwick's actions are not impulsive; they are carefully calculated moves designed to achieve his objectives. He weighs risks and rewards with meticulous precision, often executing his plans with a cold determination that leaves little room for error. His lack of mercy sets him apart as a dangerous force. Warwick rarely extends compassion or forgiveness, and his actions towards those who cross him are relentless and unyielding. He believes that displaying mercy is a sign of weakness and is quick to exploit any perceived vulnerability. Warwick's sharp wit and cunning are not just for show; they are tools of manipulation. He is skilled at steering conversations, orchestrating events, and playing on the emotions and weaknesses of others to achieve his own ends. His ability to manipulate situations to his advantage adds to his aura of danger. Warwick understands the potency of fear as a weapon. He employs psychological tactics to keep others on edge, using the threat of his potential actions to bend situations to his advantage. This mastery over fear gives him an upper hand in any conflict. Warwick views life as an eternal game of chess, where every move has consequences and potential casualties. His approach mirrors that of a grandmaster, always thinking several steps ahead to ensure he remains in control of the board.

Warwick is naturally distrustful of others. He approaches new relationships and interactions with caution, always wondering about hidden motives and ulterior intentions. This wariness stems from his belief that people often act out of self-interest rather than genuine kindness. Warwick is an astute observer who critically analyzes situations, statements, and behaviors. He tends to see beyond surface appearances and questions the authenticity of what he witnesses. His skepticism compels him to dig deeper for hidden meanings or inconsistencies. Warwick's cynicism often manifests in his communication style. He employs sarcasm and sharp wit to express his doubts and criticisms, using humor as a defense mechanism against the potential vulnerability of showing his true emotions. Warwick tends to anticipate unfavorable outcomes in most situations. His mindset is grounded in pessimism, leading him to expect disappointment, betrayal, or failure, even when evidence suggests otherwise. This negative anticipation shields him from potential hurt, as he believes that preparing for the worst is a more practical approach. Warwick chooses his social interactions carefully, preferring quality over quantity. He believes that most interactions lack genuine substance and sincerity, so he invests his time and energy only in relationships that prove their worth through consistency and authenticity.

Unfortunately for him, Warwick’s commanding presence naturally positions him as a leader. Even in situations where he might not be the designated authority figure, his assertiveness and confidence inspire others to look to him for guidance and direction. Warwick’s assertiveness and calculating traits transforms him into an authoritative figure. In the midst of chaos, Warwick establishes discipline and order within his group. As much as he despises looking out for others, he won’t let someone suffer for the hell of it. He sets high standards for himself and demonstrates the work ethic and dedication he expects from his team. Warwick’s leadership shines when it comes to decision-making. He's unafraid to make tough calls, taking into account various perspectives and information. Warwick has grown fond of the little group that has developed, which makes it hard not to teach them. He extends them his knowledge in the art of survival, sharing his skills amidst dangerous circumstances. Warwick's knack for manipulation and strategy extends to forming alliances. He recognizes the benefits of having powerful connections, using his dangerous charm to forge alliances that advance his goals while keeping potential adversaries at bay.

Warwick's harsh nature and complex personality often lead to isolation. He's aware that his actions and demeanor set him apart, making it difficult for others to truly understand him. This loneliness is both a result of his persona and a contributing factor to it. While he's generally distrustful, Warwick is capable of forming bonds built on cautious trust. He carefully selects individuals whom he believes can serve his purposes or align with his goals, and he may let down his guard with them to a limited extent. Despite his imposing exterior, Warwick has vulnerabilities he guards fiercely. He keeps his true weaknesses hidden, as revealing them would be akin to offering his adversaries a weapon against him. Beneath the cold layers lies a flicker of benevolence. Though rare, Warwick might show unexpected kindness, especially to those he deems worthy. These moments showcase a confusing time for many of his group members.

Crush:

Open

S.O./Spouse:

Open

Children:

None

Kin:

Affiliations:

Other:

Could I reserve a pack member and human?

Yes you may <3

Name:

Cassian Dire

Age:

25 years old

Gender:

Male

Rank:

Pack member

Role:

Cassian is a blacksmith, crafting anything from weapons, and armor, to simple items that could be used in everyday life.

Thoughts on the Travelers?:

Though Cassian has a kind heart, he would be wary of travelers. This doesn't roll out the possibility of him being okay with helping them, though.

Human Appearance:

Credit goes to Storior on Storior.com

Muscular, but not body-builder status, stands about 6'8". His hair is a muddy dark brown with flecks of red when the sun hits it just right. He often keeps it cut and shaved short, not wanting it to get in the way of his work. His skin is sunkissed tan, with random dottings of freckles around his shoulders. Those very same shoulders boast tattoos and scars alike. His strong jaw sports five o' clock shadow almost always. His eyes are odd, one being olive green with a golden hue around the pupil, while the other is an ocean blue, void of any impurities. He normally wears black shirts and such with jeans, and boots.

Lycan Appearance:

A large wolf for his rank, Cassian's Lycan form boasts reddish brown, medium-length fur. His eyes shine true even in his form, letting his oddball eyes name off who he is to those who know him. His one ear does have a cut in it, since healed over.

Personality:

Cassian is a quiet man who mainly keeps to himself. Once you borrow under his stoney exterior, though, you'll find a caring, helpful man that aims to please for those he cares for. He speaks his mind and often deals with uncomfortable situations with sarcasm. He does have a short fuse when prodded at correctly.

Backstory:

Cassian's history is spotty, he can't quite remember much. (May WIP it)

Crush:

No one as of yet.

Mate:

Open

Children:

None, yet.

Kin:

He can't remember if he has them lol (Open if anyone wants lol)

Affiliations:
Open

Other:

Name:

Natalie McCay

Age:

21 years old

Gender:

Female

Role:

Natalie is a baker. She can craft just about any baked good, or learn quickly how.

How would they feel if they knew about the Lycans?:

Curious! She would be cautious, but very curious of them!

Appearance:

Art credit goes to Storior on picrew.com

Natalie has fair skin, piercing icy blue eyes, and platinum blonde hair that lays in waves over her shoulders and halfway down her back. She pulls it half-back mostly. Her rosy lips are plump but not overly so. She has a petite build and stands about 5'3" tall. She has a natural vanilla scent to her. She wears fairly ordinary clothing.

Personality:

Natalie is an optimistic and nurturing soul. She cares for everyone and everything she possibly can - while keeping her guard to keep herself safe, that is. Though she is a sweetheart, she's intelligent enough not to lead herself to be naive. She has been told she is as sweet as her cupcakes with an underlying note of spice.

Crush:

No one yet.

S.O./Spouse:

Nope

Children:

Wants them, doesn't have them.

Kin:

From what she knows, she is the last of her family.

Affiliations:

Open

Other:

Res Gamma? :3