Resounding Dissolution (CS)

[Katelyn]

Holding spot.

[NikoSmith]

Fiona Caellach
Age: 21
Race: Werewolf



History/Background:
Fiona was born in America during 1911 to a powerful Irish family, one's that were descendants of wolves. However their pack was small and meek so staying secret was key, and it was hard to do so in the big city of New York. So they moved back to Ireland when Fiona was only 12. Never having been exposed to her Irish roots she quickly felt like a foreigner in her own world but that changed when she met two kids who were just like her. Claire and Eric were two cubs that she could relate to. Her family felt it was safer to leave her with a unknown pack, so they abandoned her. Of course Fiona grew angry and bitter...and so everything she learned was from her new family who she indeed loves as siblings. Fiona bites hard and leaves the barking to others, she stays quiet but attacks relentlessly in all forms.
Fiona is a good girl who likes to be bad, she enjoys being the center of attention but hate's being made fun of. She is fiery, seductive and always manages get herself into trouble because she doesn't think ahead. But she has others to get her out of trouble...never says thank you...but people usually know she is grateful.

[Viv]

Name: Natasha Grigsby

Race: Human - Huntress

Appearance:

Age: 24

Brief History: Natasha lost her parents at a very young age and instead of being raised in an orphanage, she grew up on the streets of Bejing's slums, her ability to fight in hand to hand combat perfectly by trial and error, leaving her with several scars to prove it. She has no education after the seventh years of elementary school, but she's cunning and quick, able to slip into places she shouldn't be. Most people who know her fear her and whisper about how she's just 'not right'. Her body is a weapon that she'd more that willing to use in any manner necessary to make her next hit and get her next kill.

One dark night when she was out walking the streets, she was attacked by a large wolf, his body much to elongated to be canine of sort. She fought him off without gaining a scratch on her perfect figure and was assisted by a large mountain of a man that killed the monster. He was impressed with her ability and said that there was something special about her, offering a name and number and nothing more. He promised her a home, food and money for working with others like themselves to rid the world of the monsters that lay in the shadows. She figured that she had nothing to lose and headed to London to find the name scribed on her strip of paper. Marcus Treaumont.

[NikoSmith]

Sofia Govrik

Race: Human-Huntress



Age: 27

History: Sofia, the femme fetale from Russia, raised in a family of die hard Christians who believed in the survival of their traditions and the protection of the human race, the lords race. As unconventional as she is, she inherited the will to fight the beast that have crept from the darkness. It might have been the long nights where her father made her survive in the woods with nothing but a stake and one silver bullet, but what resulted was a young lady they call the Killing Lolita. Her beauty is matched by her will to kill all living beings that dare wish to threaten the human way of life. Vampires and Werewolves are all the same in her opinion, even if their intentions are good, even if they wish to be human again...she knows the monster within them is only a demon wishing to be released to feast on the blood of Christ congregation. She kills when it's the right time, she apologizes for nothing because her acts are done out of the sake of the people she cares about.

Sofia's family died of natural causes, she holds no grudges, but she remembers countless nights of the battles of the animals who served the moonlight. Quite naturally she is afraid of them, not yearning to get to know them...even when she made a friend that was a werewolf, a friend she had known since childhood, at the age of 18 she killed him with no remorse...he was nothing but a wolf in humans skin. She doesn't make friends easily due to her dominatrix like nature. Always needing to be in control, in some way or form. And now that she's heard word of a coven in Ireland...she plans on finding them out, little does she know a pack resides there...which is just more fur coats for taking. She lets her conquest be known with the various teeth necklaces of vampires and the fur apparel skinned from the wolves....she makes no excuses they they are worth the kill.