Post by Dylan on Feb 7, 2011 17:25:45 GMT -5
B a s i c s
Name: Dylan
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Pack:
Homeland:Romania/United Kingdom
O u t s i d e
General Description
Build: Thin, but all muscle
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 140lbs
Hair: Short and jet black
Eyes: Blue(human form), Blue/Amber(wolf form/shifting)
Wolf Form:
I n s i d e
Personality: He is quite demented, and often shows his affection through some sort of violence, and his hate through ripping your entrails out, decorating the surrounding flora with your bloody innards. Dylan is also a bit of a whore(whether he has a mate or not, so ladies be careful), he will mate with any female he desires whether they are willing or not.
Likes: Blood, screaming, the sound of the night, the cool night air, loud music, picking fights, causing trouble
Dislikes: Bright colored clothing, the heat of the summer days, others who dislike him, pacifists, elders, the scent of cities
Mate: None yet
Pups: None yet
Friends: HAH! Funny
Rivals: All previous ones have been taken care of
Enemies: Almost everything he considers an enemy
I m p o r t a n t
Weapons: A Browning 9x19mm Hi-Power semi-automatic pistol hid in his trench coat he is often seen wearing
Fighting Style: Distance/Hand to Hand(human), Feral(wolf)
Skills: Marksman, stealth, hand to hand, killing (had to add that >>;;; ), hunting, tracking, seducing
Weakness: He is mainly nocturnal, so an attack during the day would catch him off guard, his hair
Kills: He lost count, sorry about that X3;
History:
Dylan had been born into a small pack along with a brother. There had been five members: His father, his mother(A human) , his older sister, him, and his twin. They had lived in a tiny village close to the mountains, a wonderful spot to go vanish and hunt. Ever since he was young, he recognized the tension between his parents, there were constant beatings to her from his father, but he didn't think anything of it, as would be expected. However, he had awoken one night to his mother's screams, used to that, he got ready to doze back off, that was until he had heard a snap and something falling hard to the floor. Dylan had gone to check it out to find his mother dead, and his father had been the one who killed her... he actually killed her.... Being so upset, and frightened, the 10 year old loup garou ran outside, shifting as he headed for the mountains that seemed so inviting to this child. He cautiously returned the next day to find his brother and sister were also killed, however, he also found his father dead. An obvious suicide. He let all his anger out on the dead body of his father, ripping out all of his innards, then shredding them. After that, he ran from the village to find a new home. He had never been taken in by a family because of the fact he was so traumatized by his past, which ended up causing more damage to him mentally.