@Trinais I've added the setting! I like the 'Yes, and' idea, but I think I'll change it to relation the the alphas, once they have their sheets up.

Coolness! Thanks for both! I'll have a CS up ASAP, KK?

No problem! Can't wait!

Name: Anthar "Shadow Bolt" Raclaw

Age: 27

Appearance:



Human, werewolf, or hunter?: Hunter

If hunter: Were you born into it or did you become one by choice?: The answer is in the background, if it's not OK let me know!

Background: Grew up in an orphanage in a bad neighborhood, never knowing who his parents were. At age 13 he fled the orphanage and took to the streets. He quickly learned to survive by pick-pocketing and thieving, and in times of need disappearing into the shadows, and he got quite good at it. One time when he was 17, he saw a man who seemed an easy enough target, so Anthar tried his trick of bumping into the target, then sticking his hand in the pocket and stealing whatever was there. His hand closed on a wallet. It felt quite fat, and fat means more cash, so smiling he pulled his hand out, still clenching the wallet. But before his hand left the pocket, he felt a big strong hand grasp his hand tightly. 'I've been caught!' he thought to himself, and tried to escape the powerful grasp of the hand, but to no avail. He looked up at the man and saw the man was grinning.

Ten years later, under the training of that same man, who Anthar now knows as Randal Helwich, a successful werewolf hunter, Anthar has become a master of most weapons, though he favors the crossbow. He also has two Colt Python pistols (he uses silver bullets of course) which he can fire with extreme accuracy, and a silver machete coated with wolfsbane that he uses for close-combat. Randal taught him how to track werewolves, how to kill them and when to run away. He learned everything there is to know about hunting them. Randal gave Anthar a small bag of wolfsbane which hangs from a string that he wears around his neck. He told Anthar that that amulet has been passed on from father to son in his family for generations, and the amulet not only weakens werewolves, but it also protects the wearer from turning if bitten by a werewolf.

A few weeks before, Anthar and Randal ran into some trouble on a hunt for a werewolf that had escaped from the last pack they destroyed. The werewolf surprise-jumped Randal, and they fell wrestling on the ground. Anthar aimed his crossbow at the werewolf, and fired. The bolt went through the werewolf's neck. Anthar ran to Randal and threw the dead werewolf off of Randal. To Anthar's dismay, he saw that the bolt went straight through the werewolf and was stuck halfway in Randal's chest. Randal was dead.

For the past few weeks Anthar has been blindly hunting down pack after pack all over the country, seeking revenge. He will not stop until all the werewolves are dead, or he himself dies.

@AllIsOne Oooh, I love the backstory! Accepted, move it over to the characters tab.

Name: Ryan Jameson

Age: 27

Appearance: (image or description is fine)
Cannot get images to work (>.<), so I'll just say 6-foot-3, 150 lbs. Dark brown hair cut short on the sides, Ryan is dressed in Midwestern jeans and tees from the thrift shop.

Human, werewolf, or hunter?: Omega Werewolf

Background:
The son of a rancher father and a stay-at-home mom, Ryan Jameson grew up with the sun over his head and the wind at his back while mom and dad tried to bring him up right. Hard work was rewarded and good behavior would be noticed out in the real world, they said. So when dad took mom out to Topeka for an anniversary, they had no qualms about leaving their son to watch the house for a night. And when Ryan found a large dog in one of the newer remote-controlled coyote traps, he did what his dad taught him to: keep it locked up and wait for dad to grab his gun and take care of it.

When he heard other dogs howling on his way back to the house, Ryan didn't pay it no mind. Figured the strays would run together.

Of course, when he got to the front porch of the house and felt himself tackled and bit into by a pair of other dogs, he straight up lost it. And when the dogs coordinated to drag him into the fields, he passed out from fear.

After which he promptly awoke in the basement of another house (later learned to be the suburbs of Topeka). The Alpha of the pack didn't appreciate being caught in a common animal trap, making him look like a fool to his Betas. And he sure as hell didn't like being left out there until Ryan's "dear daddy" came back to put a bullet in his brain like he did to the pack's Omega last full moon. So he did Ryan the pleasure of informing him the pup would be taking the Omega's place.

It was a rough crowd at first, but Ryan took to the job of being an Omega with natural ease. He wasn't able to watch the news and see the search effort his parents lead, but it was probably for the better. The bony, pimply faces on milk cartons and the cable networks were much more different than his new, muscular and lean look the wolf in him brought out. Maybe it was Stockholm Syndrome, or maybe it was just a new love for his supernatural life, but after the first year Ryan didn't think about reaching out to his family again. Probably for the best; his dad was crucified by the media as an irresponsible parent and locked up under suspicion of murdering his own son, and his mom offed herself not long after under the media scrutiny.

After a few years, Ryan started to flex his legs and leverage his status as an Omega for more freedom. The Topeka Alpha, Jared Wilks, resisted and kept Ryan on a tight leash to keep the Betas in line and prevent an insurrection, but finally gave in and traded Ryan out to the Greyville pack for a fertile female after learning Ryan wasn't interested in breeding a new generation of pups. His interests lay elsewhere, and that didn't sit well with some of the other Betas in Kansas.

Moving out to California, Ryan hasn't fully integrated with the new pack. He keeps to himself, working at the last bar in town, "The Backhouse," as a server. California hasn't been the land of milk and honey he hoped it would be, but he's started seeing a human by the name of Michael Collins on his nights off. The budding relationship between Ryan and Michael is a source of potential conflict for the pack- Ryan hasn't told Michael what he does on his "Fishing Trips" during the full moon, and Ryan has gotten overly aggressive for an Omega whenever the subject of turning Michael to keep pack secrecy has been brought up...

@Trinais I like your sheet! Accepted! Move it over to the character tab, please.

A bit late to the party, but regardless:
Expression of interest!

If you feel like you want another wolf I'll cook up a CS within a reasonable time frame of ~ a day or so.

@Traitor I'd love another wolf! The more the merrier!

Name: Morgana ''Mori'' Winchester

Age: 29

Appearance:

Human, werewolf, or hunter?: Werewolf

If werewolf: Alpha, beta, or omega? Alpha

Background:
Morgana had always been an odd child. Unlike the other girls, she didn't care about the dolls and pretty dresses. She enjoyed spending her time with boys in the nearby forest. Hunting, fighting, building things...that was her definition of fun. Her father was an alcoholic, and he often took a swing at her and her mother. Morgana hated them both, equally. Father for his violence, and mother for her cowardness. She promised herself that one day she would put an end to all of this. Hanging out with the boys eventually made her stronger, and fearless to a fault, but nothing could equip her for vengeance better than what happened to her on one August's full moon night. She made a bet with the boys that she dares to walk across the forest alone, using only moonlight to light the way. She never thought she would be in danger out there. After all, the woods have been her second home. The place of joy, laughter, and freedom. She knew all the creatures that lived there, from a giant stag to a grumpy boar. But she had no idea that the forest had welcomed a new visitor. It all happened in a second. The sound of growling, ripping, screaming… And then nothing but silent darkness.

She never learnt who was the werewolf who turned her that night. He left her alone in the woods, where she was later found by the local hunters, who took her to the hospital. She was badly wounded, but odly enough, her wounds had healed pretty fast. In just a few days time, she was back home with her parents, but the reunion wasn't quite like she anticipated. Her father hit her in the face, bloodying her nose, for she was misbehaving and needed to be punished. However, It was the last thing he did. Morgana's eyes flared up like fire, and then she throw herself at the old man and began to hit him again and again and again, until the voice of her mother's screaming brought her back to her senses. Upon seeing what she had done, she fled the house, and never returned.

For almost a decade, she roamed the country looking for answers. She met a few packs, and even joined some for a while, but after witnessing too many werewolves being slaughtered by a hunter due to a bad leadership, she decided to create a family of her own. However, finding and collecting the lost puppies wasn't as easy as joining the already established pack. So, after moving to California, she soon found the trail on the newest pack that was in need of another female alpha. The previous one had been killed off by a hunter, and the pack was left chaotic after that. Since the past had shaped her into being a natural leader, with a strong sense for community, she soon claimed her place.

With her parents both dead (her mother killed herself after witnessing Morgana's outrage) and having no other siblings, she would do anything to protect her current pack. They are her only family. Her strength and her weakness. As a leader she can be as motherly as she can be cold and brutal. She is respected for her fairness, cunningness, and fearlessness. She would stand no tratiors, and would advice anyone, who wanted to take her place, to think about it twice. For their own sake.

@Manticore Nice! I'll see about getting the male alpha. Put your sheet in the characters tab, you're accepted!

Am I allowed to join this as a human?

Because I am very interested in this. Yess, very interested.

Am I allowed to join this as a human?

Because I am very interested in this. Yess, very interested.

Dooooooooooooooo iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit!

You know you want to!!!!!!! XD

I know I want to. It is decided.

Am I allowed to join this as a human?

Because I am very interested in this. Yess, very interested.

Sure, as long as they're worthy of being converted!

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Sure, as long as they're worthy of being converted!

Yay! I'm gonna get started, so I'll see you all in a moment. Time to get inspired!

God. I'm such a sucker for werewolf things… To join or not to join. So the alphas and omega have been taken yes?

Deciding upon beta or a hunter. Decisions decisions.

Alphas are taken, but I never said that there couldn't be more than one omega. But you can choose whether you want to be a hunter, omega, or beta.@Dark Wind

@gogojakeo Jesus! You just made my decision even harder!

@Dark Wind Sorry! Eek!

Gosh! @NanixErka, you forgot to put it here first! But don't worry, you're accepted!

We are now full of Alphas!